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Friday 5: Bizarro Cliché

Happy Friday! I’m blogging in between moving the lawn sprinkler around, because that is the person I’ve become.

A before-and-after of yesterday’s procedure.

I’m also trying to keep my mind off of the stitches in my gum from yesterday’s third-to-last dental implant step. This is the last one that involves cutting into my mouth, so I’m pleased to have made that milestone.

Young Murphy is doing well. He’s finally unclenching and settling in and hopefully realizing that this is his forever home. He’s currently sitting on the top of the (inside) steps looking out the door at the wide world. His humans are still bone tired. Ollie is … adjusting.

This week’s Friday 5 theme is Bizarro Cliché. (I copy-pasted that accented e and I’m not ashamed.)

1. The Magic Word is “please,” but what’s the magic gesture?

2. “Big D” is Dallas, but where is Big G?

I don’t know how to describe where the Big G is in a way that I can write on a blog that my FAMILY READS but how about a Certified G?

I love Enzo and Cass. I also love the resurgence of animated gifs. With a hard G.

3. Elvis Presley is the King of Rock and Roll, but who’s the king of your personal music collection?

Hate me if you will, but Dave Matthews, and now I can’t stop giffing.

Second place is Frank Sinatra.

4. The motherland is wherever you consider your family’s origins, but what’s the cousinland?

I have a cousin in the Marshall Islands, on the other side of the world from me, so the WORLD is my cousinland!

5. CBS calls itself the Tiffany Network, but what would you call the Walmart Network?

Pains me to say it, but TLC, which used to be called The Learning Channel but now boasts the following lineup of programming.

  • Counting On
  • My Big Fat Fabulous Life
  • Sister Wives
  • My 600-lb Life
  • Too Close to Home
  • Say Yes to the Dress
  • Long Lost Family
  • 90 Day Fiance
  • Long Island Medium
  • Tattoo Girls

Yep. Mind-boggling.

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It’s going to be a good weekend. I have a reason to put on a pretty dress tomorrow, and the weather will be warm enough to pull weeds or something similarly exciting. I’m looking forward to having my first morning coffee of the season in my backyard!

Circle of Life

Here I am on “puppy leave” which is actually a bunch of my vacation days that I’ve been accruing year to year. Murphy isn’t ready for workday crating (aka bathroom confinement) just yet. He’s working through some GI issues. Hopefully Friday. ACTUALLY I hope our office goes into business continuity mode on Friday, since the NFL draft has closed a bunch of streets around my office and snarled traffic. Then I’d work from home Monday as usual and start leaving him on Tuesday. We are working hard on “oh hey look we always come home no need to freak out!”

I wish I could say I’m lounging around eating bonbons, but it’s a pretty busy time at work. Therefore I’m working from home half of each day so I can call into meetings that won’t wait just because I have a puppy trying to suicide himself on my power cords. Today I’ll be online this afternoon; tomorrow I’ll work the morning. Friday? I can’t even think about it.

I forgot how much work puppies are.

Speaking of puppies, I was going through old pictures and my heart exploded in both joy and sadness at the same time.

October, 2007

Look at young, healthy Max and baby Ollie!



April, 2017

Look at old, dozy Ollie and baby Murphy!

Can you even? I can’t. I’m trying to hard not to bleed out from the thousands of tiny tooth holes punched into my arms and legs from an enthusiastic teether.

After ‘work’ I’m going to change my clothes for the first time since Monday morning and go to dinner and shopping with Mom.

Meet Murphy

This is Murphy Maximus Russell, Squire Thumpus of Angry Man Farm.

“i don’t sleep”

You can call him Murphy.

He comes to us months before we were planning to get a dog. Because we make fantastic decisions. His dubious origin story begins in Hannibal, MO. There was an evil breeder/puppy mill involved who was going to put him down because he was too old to sell. And then a rescue got him and put him on Petfinder. Which is how WM ended up driving to a Home Depot in Pottstown, PA last week to grab a 12-week-old (this is why the origin story is dubious to me) black and white Cocker Spaniel pup.

Barks loudly AND carries a big stick.

So I guess we rescued him? I don’t know anymore…the meaning of “rescue” has been diluted a bit just as “hike” now means just a stroll outdoors.

Murphy loves being outside, dragging sticks around, gnawing on fingers, and trying to eat Ollie’s face. Coincidentally, Ollie (who used to be a very good face eater) now DETESTS eating face. Murphy is also faster than Ollie at getting to a tossed ball. Ball is Ollie’s favorite pastime. And that why their relationship needs a bit of work. They’ll get there.

WM’s in the laundry room dishing up their dinner.

Murphy hates being confined. HAAATES. He will growl and holler at the gate. He vocally expresses his displeasure at being separated from the action, even if the “action” is merely one of us going to the bathroom.

Of course the middle name Maximus is for my much-missed Max, and he’s been heavy on my heart as I watch the interaction between Ollie and Murphy and remember the interaction between Max and Ollie.

This lasted 30 seconds.

It’s certainly been an eventful few days at Angry Man Farm. We are tired. But we are happy.

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