Home and Family

Musings on home, family, friends, and pets.

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Happy 2nd Birthday Murphy!
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Currently, procrastination edition
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Christmas Roundup!

Happy 2nd Birthday Murphy!

Two years ago today the skies grew dark over Hannibal, Missouri as this crazy knob entered the world.

who needs a nice yard?

In two years he went from this:

The face that destroyed a thousand things.

To this:

The face that still destroys a thousand things.

Lin-Manuel Miranda said this about his dog Tobillo…

To paraphrase:
Murphy had arrived, with all his fearlessness, tenacity & joy.
We made room; he curled right up.

“you want this ball? well you’ve got to ask yourself one question: ‘Do I feel lucky?’ well do ya, punk?”

Murphy does everything at 100%. He is HAPPY or he is SAD or he is ANGRY. He likes cold coffee, Sunday morning sausage, evening snuggles, and morning runs. (He runs, we try to get him to walk.) He hates the dark, my guitar, and when people dare walk by our house. He bites my pant legs when I practice yoga. He covers our faces with kisses when we come home. He still thinks the dog in the mirror is his mortal enemy.

And consider this Murphy’s contribution to the 10-year challenge, except this is a 10-minute challenge.

RIP, Barkbox toy.

Murphy brings an inordinate amount of joy to our home every day and he is worth every single sock he’s destroyed x 1000.

Snugging on a winter’s day.

Happy birthday, Murph. Here’s to many more! <3

Currently, procrastination edition

Updating: Blog header, Blog Facebook Page image, colors, etc.

Delaying: Yoga. I’ll give it to you straight, Yoga with Adriene is killing me with this year’s 30 Day program. It seems harder and longer (TWSS) than previous years. I skipped Day 2 so I’m a day behind. My strategy is “give it one more day.” Hoping to “one more day” myself ’til the end.

Not sweating: Because I’m back on my beloved “Work from Home Monday” schedule. It’s nice on a Sunday night knowing I can sweatpant my way through the first day of the work week. I’m excited because someone at TNP sent me a database of urban vs rural vs suburban zip codes and I’m going to see where our constituents are! I might even create a chart!
(Shaddup. I find this exciting.)

The beginning of my 2019 work Bullet Journal.

I’m also going to build two awesome Crystal Reports. Yeah, you’re jealous! I’ll be at TNP seven years at the end of this month and each year I learn to do more and more.

Watching: WM play Red Dead Redemption 2. It’s violent but the story is so compelling. Like the first game (which comes later in the timeline, life is confusing) the end was tragic. WM finished it while I was at work. He said he was glad I didn’t see it because it was sad. Because I hate myself, I looked up the end on Youtube and cried.

I’m also watching this guy:

(he’s actually less than 1cm wide)

We have a fish tank in our department at TNP. Petsmart told us all of our fish were female; however, in October we found this little guy hiding among the plants. He (?) isn’t big enough to be in the tank with the other fish because the filter will suck him up. I brought him home over the holiday break because we thought he was too small to use an automatic feeder with. WM has named him Harry – the fish who lived.

Between you and me, Reader, he might not be brought back to the office. I’m pretty attached to him and he seems to be enjoying the sunny spot in our kitchen. WM has always talked about getting an aquarium …

Surrendering: OKAY FINE I’LL DO THE YOGA.

Christmas Roundup!

December was a sugar-coated whirlwind of activities that didn’t let up until the 26th, which begins WM and I lovingly call … Sloth Week. Schools are closed and TNP is closed until January 2. That leaves us here in the House on Literary Lane with NO OBLIGATIONS! (other than dog care, housekeeping, hygiene, the usual.)

The family was great to me as usual. I got both a drone and a guitar, making me 100% more annoying than usual.

Family, light, coffee, Ollie being amazing and Murphy trying to eat a bow.

This year I baked fewer cookies than ever and it still looks like I’m going to end up throwing a bunch out.

This year I baked:

Cookies! Cookies! Cookie Swap! Dog wanting cookies!

Oh, and I ran the cookie swap at TNP, so I baked the vanilla/chocolate version of the dark chocolate candy cane cookies for that. But that’s it! No snickerdoodles, no royal frosting, no pizzelles. Maybe we just have too many cookie-conscious adults and not enough gluttonous children these days.

Back to Sloth Week. On the 26th we did NOTHING. On the 27th we entered the sunshine and went to PJ Whelihan’s for wings and beer. Today WM replaced the door going to our garage and I finally went to a hair salon.

SLOTH WEEK 2018.

I stopped coloring my hair in July of 2017, planning on letting my gray come in and being a natural aging hippie crone. (Un)fortunately I only have 8 gray hairs. Today I had some dark put into the roots and some toner put on the ends to turn them from brassy to ashy.

ok it looks the same here. fml. and why am I growing a giant WC Fields nose?

I think the rest of this time off includes a lasagna, a trip to Home Depot, and a new lipstick. What’s coming in 2019? A no-spend and dry January, for starters.

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