celebrating 45 years of "meh"

Ollie + Murphy + Chewy = LOVE
Stupid Sewing Tricks: Blanket for Nephew B
Currently, bracket-busting version

Ollie + Murphy + Chewy = LOVE

(I initially typed “Max” up there. Sniff.)

This isn’t a sponsored post* at all. I just wanted to put out there how happy I have been with Chewy and the amazing customer service they provide.

They love sniffing the Chewy boxes.

Ollie eats special food because as he aged, he became a hotbed of little annoying food allergies. I used to think that special dog food was the stuff of hippie woo but once we got Ollie onto this food (Blue Basics Turkey and Potato), he stopped throwing up once a week AND his hot spots went away. Consider me a hippie woo convert. Murphy also eats the solid-gold dog food because one day he decided he no longer wanted puppy chow OR dog chow, and he wanted nothing other than Ollie’s food. We call it Thanksgiving Day, twice a day.

Chewy’s prices are competitive, and their shipping is second-to-none. One time I ordered a glucosamine supplement for Ollie and even though I paid for regular shipping, it arrived the next day. To me that meant someone at Chewy knew an achy dog needed relief and expedited the order. That’s good stuff.

Murphy will also testify that their boxes are very shreddable.

*However, Chewy, I will take your money and free dog food to shill for you. Call me! 😉

Stupid Sewing Tricks: Blanket for Nephew B

The Pinterest pin said it would take 30 minutes.

It took three hours.

But! It looks and feels like a baby blanket and I’m told newborn eyesight isn’t that good so it’ll be a while before he can grab a protractor and see that the corners aren’t very square.

It’s the first day of SPRING and it’s snowing so hard we were let out of work early and are all working from home tomorrow. GRAR.

Currently, bracket-busting version

Hoping: Villanova takes it all. My brother runs our NCAA pool every year, and I’m in the thick of it.

Murphy has no concept of personal space.

Reading: The magazines piled up on my table. O, Martha Stewart, and Clean Living, which cost $5 for a subscription and I got it as a total joke. I am … not that audience. It’s too advanced for me. I should have started with “Mildly Dirty Eating” or “One Step Up from Filth Eating.” I don’t even know what some of the ingredients in that magazine are.

Blissing: out on the new nephew vibes. I spent some time with Nephews A and B today. A and I had an invigorating 4-song dance party, and then I held B for a bit as he slept and made little squeaky milk-drunk noises.

Aunt Kim’s 4 song Dance Party Playlist:
> Finesse — Bruno Mars and Cardi B.
> Wannabe — Spice Girls
> Groove is in the Heart — Deee-Lite
> Happy — Pharrell

Watching: NXT. We have 3 episodes to catch up on. I also watched the first two episodes of Champions, which I want to love because it’s a Mindy Kaling project. I’m on the fence about it. I’m hoping the cast gels more soon.

Debating: the merits of driving to Ulta tomorrow after work to replace my gray eyeliner (Stila Smudge Stick), versus ordering it and waiting a few days for it to come in.

Celebrating: the return of Spring this week. Goodbye, Winter! Don’t let the door hit you in the ass on the way out, ya jerk. WM and I ordered some plants for the front yard, I’m thinking of a raised-bed vegetable garden, and I’m once again hopeful we’ll get some grass to grow in the front yard.

(You know how this ends, right? In six weeks I’ll be drinking a Sam Adams Summer Ale while surveying my dust bowl of a yard.)

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