Archive for March, 2008

Monday Madness - Can you take on a 5 year old?

Hear me roar: RAAAAAWWWWR
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Living and learning, with a little barfing for good measure

It’s been an interesting evening, if you define interesting as almost poisoning my dog! Poor dude. We ran out of pumpkin to give him his pills. When we don’t have pumpkin, we usually tuck a pill in a piece of dried fruit. Well, no more dried apricots, so I picked up the next bag of dried fruit: raisins. So I give Tex a couple of raisins to prime him, make sure he’ll eat them. Then a couple more with the pills. I mentioned to Nathan that we were out of our usual fruit and I used raisins. A minute later I hear him tell me to stop because he remembered hearing that raisins aren’t good for dogs.

Sure enough, after a Google search telling us that raisins are bad for dogs, we decide to call the local vet emergency clinic to ask what we should do. Their advice is to induce vomiting and get the raisins out of Tex’s system as soon as possible. Based on his weight (approx. 80 pounds), we gave him 2 tablespoons of Hydrogen Peroxide and 2 tablespoons of water. I had no idea how effective it would be, so I kept Tex in the bathroom with us. I figured linoleum floor is easier to clean up than carpet. ;)

I already felt like it was my fault, and then felt so bad for him having to vomit, I wanted to cry. But he was a real sport about drinking the mix. He drank about 2/3 of it on his own. The rest we tried to get into him with a turkey baster. Yes, conjures some funny images, doesn’t it? It was the only syringe-like thing we had that could squirt water into his mouth. So, yeah, the baster wasn’t too effective. :)

However, I no longer have any doubts as to the efficacy of the mix. Within 5 minutes, he was retching up every bit of contents from his stomach. And, holy Toledo! That dog’s stomach is much bigger than I expected! Must’ve hauled out 8 pounds of the stuff and associated paper towels. But cleaning it up was my penance. ;)

Thank goodness that dogs have short memories and they focus on the now. He’s cuddling up next to me like nothing went wrong tonight. I love that about my little dude.

Ch-ch-cha-changes

Ah ha! Julie noticed that I switched my themes! :) Yes, I upgraded to the WordPress 2.5 release candidate, and now my old theme isn’t displaying properly. I don’t think it’s a problem with WP, it’s in the CSS for my theme. So, I found a public theme, called Curlz, that I like for now. I love the silhouette look! But I have a new design percolating in my head… so a new Becca’s Cyber Home will make its debut soon. Or when I get around to it, whichever comes first. ;)

Booking Through Thursday with the end

You’ve just reached the end of a book . . . what do you do now? Savor and muse over the book? Dive right into the next one? Go take the dog for a walk, the kids to the park, before even thinking about the next book you’re going to read? What?

Most often I just dive in to the next book. I usually read at the same pace, which is almost frantic. For some reason, though, I just haven’t been reading as much lately (but that’s a totally different topic!). There are a few books, though, that have really left me wanting more or stopping for a good think. Usually these are stories with such real characters that I just have to know what’s next. Just have to know they’re okay, or at least that their story is resolved.

Dragonfly in Amber, the end of the 2nd book in Diana Gabaldon’s Outlander series, left me so drained and saddened, I had to stay up through the wee hours of the morning to start the next book so I had some closure. I can count on one hand the number of books that I have been so invested in, I actually cried. My heartbreak for Jamie and Claire felt very real. I love it when books do that! Oh, and the end of Breath of Snow and Ashes, the 6th in that series, still makes me antsy for the next one. Wonder when she’ll publish it? :) The first book to do that to me was Where the Red Fern Grows. I cried so hard (I think I was 9) that I actually don’t want to reread that book. :)

Anthem and The Alchemist are good examples of “stop, think, and be still” when I finish books. But I have such a long list of TBR (to be read, for the uninitiated) books that I rarely pause long between reads.

All aboard the B Train

For Christmas my aunt bought us tickets to a Michael Buble concert. I’d heard of him but couldn’t tell you what song(s) he’s famous for, so I was a little skeptical. But it turned out to be one of the most enjoyable concerts I’ve ever attended. The guy is seriously funny and just soaks up the spotlight. And, to make it totally cooler, one of Buble’s band members is a guy I went to high school with. There were a couple of fellow band members who, even then, I suspected would make successful careers out of performing. Rob’s at the top of that list. Does that sound snooty? I don’t mean it to be–it’s just neat to see people you knew “way back when” being successful at what they love to do.

When I told a friend how surprised I was at how much I enjoyed the concert because I had never listened to Buble, she asked, “How did you miss the Buble train?” Not sure, but I’m fully aboard. :)

And speaking of the B Train, my sister and I have developed a teenage-esque addiction to Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Having watched the first two seasons in a matter of a few days, we’re left wondering how we missed that train the first time it came through. I’m just totally hooked on the story. I think my hubby might get sick of seeing Jo and me planted in front of the TV for our Buffy marathons. ;)

Some of my favorite moments and lines so far:

  • “Hello, salty goodness!” Cordelia remarking on Angel (I totally agree, BTW)
  • Xander’s pimp strut in a Speedo when he joins the swim team in the “Go Fish” episode
  • “Hundred years, just hanging out, feeling guilty, really honed my brooding skills.” Angel on getting jealous (and oh my, he’s good at brooding)
  • “I just don’t see why everyone’s always picking on Marie Antoinette. I can so relate to her. She worked really hard to look that good, and people just don’t appreciate that kind of effort. And I know the peasants were all depressed” Cordelia in history class

There’s more, but too much to list (or remember right now, for that matter). After watching all this, and already being a big fan of Firefly, I am eagerly awaiting Joss Whedon’s next project!