I’m not sure if anyone noticed, but I added a little My Folia badge into the sidebar which highlights some of the veggies/flowers that I’m attempting to grow this year.  I have wanted a vegetable garden for 10+ years.  As you know though, living in an apartment is not always very conducive to growing a garden.  Last year when we bought our house, one of the very first things I was looking forward to was this gardening season.  I’m no green thumb girl, but I’m gonna give it my best damn shot.

And hell, if it doesn’t work out, there’s always the supermarket right? 

NO!

We also signed up for a CSA share with a local farm and I can’t wait to get my first batch of goodies.  I first learned about CSA shares from Mac last year and I knew immediately that I wanted to find one when we moved.  Thankfully they had a spot open for us and we are all signed up and should be seeing some nice fresh veggies by the middle of May. 

My next feat will be finding a local grass-fed meat and dairy farm.  But I probably need to get that second fridge for the garage so I have a place to store everything. 

We’ve taken to calling Dewey all sorts of nicknames.  We’ve done the same with the cats, so really, why should he be any different? 

Dew Point, A Dewey Pile, The Dew, Dewsey, Dew Cup, Dew Bug, and yes, Dew The Do.  We just can’t help ourselves. 

Speaking of The Dew, his last visit to the vet went pretty good.  I say pretty good because there are still assholes in the world.  We were able to distract him while he got 3 big injections.  He didn’t whine at all…that is until 30 seconds after the last injection when apparently THE PAIN hit like a mother.  Delayed reaction, much? 

He was still a good little guy.  And we managed to avoid the “Nasty Vet”, only to be helped by the NEXT nastiest vet!  When Sean put Dewey on the ground after his whimpering he said “Maybe he wanted to go on the ground since that seemed to have stopped the crying” and “New Nasty Vet” says “Clearly you give him anything he wants”...  excuse me?

WHAT. THE. FUCK.

So, we’re on the hunt again again again.  I’ve just had it with opinionated veterinarians who think they know ME or my dog after 3 minutes.  Go fuck yourself.

In addition to his shots, he also got his weight taken. He was 7lbs 13 ounces, which is 8lbs isn’t it?  Yeah, so he’s more than double the size and more than triple the cute! We love him! 

Oh and he brings the smart alright.  Sit, Stay, Come, Lay, Shake - all parts of his vocabulary.  With the addition of “Find” over the past week or so.  We hide his cookies or toys and than make him sniff them out all over the house.  He needed some assistance the first time we did it but he has consistently found everything we have hid since then.  He also has been doing really well with the house-breaking.  He knows to go to the door when he’s ready to go out and he does his business right away.  We’re so proud

We still have some work to do with his level of craziness around the cats.  He can become so involved in them that he no longer hears us or pays any attention to what we want him to do, like stop humping Windy.  Hopefully that will calm down once we get him fixed. Less than 2 months.  Let the count down begin.

The following video is off of my cell phone and the quality sucks but the funny is still there.

I figured out that he could hurdle the barricade during a play session where I threw his toy outside of the room by accident.  I never expected him to be able to jump over the Rubbermaid container and get his toy and than jump back in with the toy still in his mouth.  *sigh*  My baby is getting so big!

My favorite part is when he jumps off the Rubbermaid into the foyer…his legs just dangling from his body.  It almost looks fake. It cracks me up every single time.

We get it, you have big breasts.  But could you put them away now.  They look painful, not sexy.

Thanks so much. 

Mel

I have a bone to pick.  With Amazon.

I’ve been shopping on Amazon for years.  Add in, the Amazon Prime coupled with 1-Click and well, it’s a mad addiction.  I admit I go through phases where all everything is Amazon all the time.  And than I won’t order anything for a few months. 

Well Thursday I placed an order for a dog collar and harness, a teething stick and cool chew (have I mentioned we have no PetSmart/PetCo/AnyPetStore here in this little town?).  I also had to pick up a Kong and Kong Stuff’n.

With Amazon Prime, my order was scheduled to arrive on Monday.  I could have paid the $3.99 (each item) extra to have it next day (Friday) but I had a lot of items and it was getting expensive, so free two-day was perfect.  I ended up paying with my PayPal debit card since I had about $200 hanging out in there, waiting for me to spend.  I spent $100.00 at Burpee the day before and had $100.00 left for the puppy order.  The order on Amazon came to $70.00.  So, I had $30.00 left over.

On Friday, I got an email that part of my order had shipped (harness, collar, cool chew) and that my other order was getting ready for shipment.  Last night I received an email with a tracking number for the first order.  The second order had not shipped.  I woke up this morning and checked my email. There was an email from Amazon informing me that my credit card was not authorized.  hrmmm?  How could that be?  *math in the air 200-100-70=30 *

I quickly jumped online to paypal where I saw that my balance was $7.00.  I quickly reviewed the recent transaction list and noted that there were 3 from Amazon.  The first was for shipment number 1.  The next two charges were for the same amount, the amount of shipment two.  So, they charged my card TWICE and THEY WON’T SHIP MY SHIT!

After 20 minutes I located a number to call their customer service line. I explained the entire situation.  I was really patient. And waited for the phone representative to find some information for me.  She came back and told me that after speaking with her supervisor, I had to contact Paypal and tell them to authorize the payment to Amazon.  I explained nicely that the payments WERE AUTHORIZED and that I was LOOKING AT THE SCREEN WITH MY EYES AND COULD SEE TWO PAYMENTS FOR THE SAME OUT, WHICH WERE COMPLETED TO AMAZON!!  Paypal sent MY MONEY!  I don’t have the money. 

She than tells me that they can charge my card again? 

HUH!?  NO YOU CAN’T!  See NOW, I don’t have the MONEY ANYMORE because YOU TOOK IT TWICE!  Now I have $7.00, which ain’t gonna buy me shit.

So then she comes back with, “it will take 3-5 days to reverse the other charges and you can wait until they are reversed and then call us up and we’ll charge it again and send it to you”. 

3-5 days?  But I want SECOND DAY SHIPPING!  I want my fucking KONG TOYS!  Does she not understand that I have an adorable little puppy who wants to suck out a little kong nugget from a kong toy?  My god. 

At this point I was just like ya know, cancel my order.  Instead she told me she could upgrade me to next day shipping for free.  No, CANCEL MY ORDER!  Next she could take $5.00 off. And now it’s like, you are going to bust your ass to save this order with upgrades and money off, and all I need you to do is just fucking FIX WHAT’S BROKEN!  I don’t need overnight shipping. I just want my stuff when I should have my stuff. But apparently THAT was not possible.  So I’m waiting until Monday to see what happens. 

After a long and exhausting 30 minute phone call, where nothing was accomplished, I told the customer service representative (who was a very LOVELY WOMAN and quite nice to me) that I was really sorry for being a cunt-muffin to her but Amazon is a FUCKING ASSHOLE!

Let me start off by thanking my BFF Cheryl, for letting me know that puppies lose their teeth, because I would have died about a week ago when Dewey started bleeding from the mouth and out popped a wee little piece of white fuzz.  Which happened to be a TOOTH!

Since then, he’s lost at least 3 more, which aren’t going into the little baggie.  I’m sure by now they are outside in the lot across the street. 

We’re off to the vet today for his next round of cruelty.  I’ve asked for the vet we had the first time we took him.  He was really great, so we’ll see how today goes.

We first have to make it out the door without Windy escaping.  She’s started this new trick where she runs out the door into the street WHERE SHE’S GOING TO GET RUN OVER!  Except last night, the little whore ran out in the middle of an ice storm.  We couldn’t find her in the middle of the street and we were sure she ran off into the woods.  When we got closer to the house we saw her all huddled up against the windows in the front trying to fit her fat ass on the ledge so she wouldn’t get wet. Perhaps that’ll be a LESSON! 

He could get a football jersey (because everyone at the party would be wearing one), if…

I got to take a picture of him and post it on my blog.

Oh and no one else was wearing a football jersey.  He’s just special.

Our party was so much fun.  A huge success, I must say. We served pigs in a blanket and a 7 layer dip along with some chips and pretzels for appetizers.  For dinner we had a cold-cut platter and two chicken platters…one was regular chicken wings and the other was an assortment of boneless wings with dippins’. 

For dessert we ended up serving Spoon Pudding and Dump Cake along with a chocolate fondue (marshmallows, pound cake and strawberry for dipping).

The kids loved the chocolate (of course) but the adults got right in there as well.  It was super easy and fast to make.  I put everything together while Sean cleaned up dinner.  I was unsure about it but I’m so glad I sucked it up and made it.  I’ll definitely do it again.

All in all it was great but I’m not looking to throw any other party any time soon.

So… we’re having a Super Bowl Party.  Did I mention we’re having a party?  Yeah.  Woo!  Who cares about the Super Bowl, right? But Sean wanted a party.  He insisted on a party.  So, I have Super Bowl party napkins and cups (that you can take home!) and plates sitting on the kitchen counter.  AND, if the game sucks, at least we’ll have some good food!!

Sean really wanted to head out earlier this week to get everything that was “on the menu”, but HAHAHAHAHAH there was no menu.  I had ideas.  Plans.  Thoughts.  But nothing written down.  I also had deadlines and emails and proposals and a puppy AND OTHER STUFF TO DO!!  So, nothing like waiting until the last minute and putting it together this afternoon between talking to a client, doing edits on 2 other client sites, responding to emails, taking the dog out to shit and pee, I wrote the fucking list.  And it was basically recipes, listed out individually, which caused my husband to take MUCH to find everything on the list. 

And at first I felt bad for him. I told him if he would just give me 10 more minutes, I would rewrite the list so it was all organized, by aisle.  But he had to GO TO THE STORE RIGHT THIS VERY SECOND! and had no time for me to rewrite anything.  An hour or so passed and I really felt bad.  Than he called me and asked:

“I don’t think Wal-Mart has a 1/14 cup of melted butter.  Where should I go to get that?”

He forgets that he still gets lost driving around this town looking for places.  And that he calls his loving wife for directions back home.  I could be very evil if I didn’t need him for taking this damn dog out in the middle of the night.