So...How Was YOUR Morning?

What a beautiful way to start my Tuesday morning. As you may or may not know, the last few days, my beloved dog Bear (aka Bear Bear) has been pooping in the house every morning. I thought it was a behavorial thing, so I have been trying to re-housetrain him, cutting back his food, no water after 9pm, no table scraps, etc, etc, etc to no avail.

We have realized it was the dog food that Nana bought that wasn't sitting well with either of them. Probably because its the cheaper one that is usually on sale. :(


So this morning I wake up to the unmistakable *thunk* of...well... poop hitting the floor. This was at precisely 7 o'plop in the morning.


I leap out of bed, still half asleep but eyes wide open leaping about the room grabbing pants and shoes to get the dog outside. I can't find my shoes. As Dane Cook would say, "Fuck shoes!" I throw the bedroom door open and race into the hallway...to find the kitchen covered in poop as well...


...poop...that could not possibly belong to my dog, who had been locked in my bedroom all night.


Where's Shadow (nana's dog)? Hiding in the tv room. AHA, so its not been ONLY my dog all along.





So barefoot and in a tank top and yoga pants I leap over the assorted poops and out the door with Bear and outside we go. I stand barefoot in the freezing rain waiting.....


............and waiting...........nothing.


Finally I can no longer stand the cold, so I put Bear's leash in the door and close it so that he is outside and the door is closed securely on the leash. I race upstairs, grab shoes and a coat and race back down the stairs......to witness bear pooping ALL over the front steps. I go BACK upstairs to get paper towels to clean, and Shadow is dancing at the door again. You have GOT to be kidding me.


So I take them both out and the both go AGAIN (this is a period of maybe 15-20 minutes). What the hell? Are the dogs posessed by poop deamons??


The rest of the morning consisted of trying to get a few more minutes of shut eye. Notice I said trying. It didn't work. Bear (now soaking wet from the rain) decided HE, not I, belonged laying on my bed. Ah, the joys of owning a dog.



And you thought YOUR morning was "shitty".

Carside Karaoke?

Sorry to all my "loyal fans" for having not blogged in a while. I haven't really been busy... just neglectful. I appologize for not having a better excuse!

Let me bring you up to speed...last Sunday Tom and I went to the Darkside...no, we did not become Sith. We went to Darkside Haunted House in Wading River. Supposedly one of the scariest on Long Island. I don't know if its the scariest or not, all I know is I screamed like a lunatic while Tom laughed at me and said how adorable I am when I am terrified. Thanks Tom.

We had some other rowdy shenanigans going on as well, but perhaps thats for a different blog. We had a blast checking out Xpressions...yes its a sex shop. We didn't buy anything, however I was THISCLOSE to purchasing the Cookie Kama Sutra to share with the girls on Cookie Day in December, just because it was hilarious! We spent a good amount of time giggling at all the riduclous items, the horrific videos and the scary guys in the anime porn section (also known as Hentai...) LOL

This Sunday was a little more family friendly. Tom and I went to see SAW 5...ok THAT part wasn't family friendly, although there was a couple with their 5 or 6 year old son at the movie. WTF?!? After that it was off to Taby's for dinner with Grandma, my dad's mom, who has been asking to meet Tom for the last few weeks. She seemed to like him, so thats good. And she only "slightly" embarassed me with childhood photos, although she promised she has boxes more that will come out next time. Oh joy. :)

After that, we spent the next few hours just talking about all sorts of things, pasts, presents, futures, etc. This resulted in becoming tired and loopy and after a quick trip to 7-11 for some munchies, we returned to the car, for some...uh...interesting karaoke. Let's just say, I hope we didn't wake up the neighborhood causing them to think someone was shooting dogs. It was bad but sooo good. Its always a blast, and I continue to marvel at how lucky I have been meeting someone who is "Awesome" and thinks I am awesome too. :-D

Remembering a Loss

Many people know that October is Breast Cancer Awareness month, you probably have noticed alot of pink shirts and pink ribbons all around you.

What you may not know, is that October is also Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month, with October 15th (this upcoming Wednesday) is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Rememberence Day.

On September 3rd of last year, I lost my first pregnancy at 9 1/2 weeks. Though still early in the pregnancy, it is a devastating thing for any woman to go through. And I am certainly not alone. It is estimated that 20% of pregnancies end in miscarriage, most occurring in the first trimester. Most miscarriages are unpredictable and unpreventable as much of conception and fetal development still remains a mystery. 983,000 babies died in 1996, from miscarriage and stillbirth. The numbers are staggering, with many women experiencing more than one loss, though having one miscarriage does not necessarily increase your odds of having another.

While I have moved on in my life, both physically and emotionally, I still think of my angel baby almost every day. I never got to know this life that was growing inside me, however, I felt an immediate attachment. It makes me sad, but I have grown to realize that these things happen for a reason as hard as that may be to comprehend.

If you have not read my blog on my myspace about the importance of butterflies to me, I hope that you will read it. I'm not a religious person, but I do believe that my angel came back to me, the morning after being released from the emergency room in the form of a butterfly.

On October 15th, I urge everyone to please light a candle at 7pm in whatever time zone you are located in. This way, there will be a continuous wave of candlelight throughout the night in memory of the people affected, and babies lost. I have included some links below for anyone interested, as well as some songs that have been a huge part of my healing.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart to those who have been there for me the last year, and to all of you who read this blog.

Songs:

Slipped Away- Avril Lavigne http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rSW0oVouxXg

My Name- George Canyon http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Ff5qJrPT7k

Tears In Heaven- Eric Clapton http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ngpZaECKaBM

Literature and Links

http://www.october15th.com/

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pregnancy_and_Infant_Loss_Remembrance_Day

Tom and Rose Take Manhattan

So I finally got a full weekend of Tom, which was actually miracle the whole thing came together so well.

Friday night we stayed at the apartment, which had no TV, (Not sure if I explained before, but it's Paul's apartment that he no longer lives in, so we go there if we need a place to hang out, or in this case sleep). Paul took the TV back, so we hung out and watched some shows on the laptop and then snuggled in on the Aerobed in the loft, which has a skylight looking up into the starry sky. Aside from the snoring and poking and blanket stealing, it was a great night.

Woke up Saturday morning at the crack of dawn, and we got all prettified to drive to Ronkonkoma and caught the train there to Penn Station. At Penn we stopped and got coffee and bagels (how "New York" of us!) at Hot and Crusty, a NY icon bakery. (Come to think of it, a really unappetizing name, unless of course, you know its a bakery.)

From there we ventured to Madam Tussaud's Wax Museum on 34th street. It's the closest I have come to a celebrity since I have been here sadly, (or ever for that matter) and it was a blast. I highly recommend the 4-D theater they have as well.

The rest of the day consisted of LOTS of walking, up and down Manhattan. We went Uptown, Downtown, Midtown, Central Park, Southstreet Seaport and everything in between. We have 220 pictures to prove it!

By the time we limped back onto the subway bound for Penn Station we flopped onto the LIRR train back to Ronkonkoma and passed out in the seats on each other's shoulders. I had such a blast, laughing and being my dorky self with someone who seems to appreciate me and my dorkiness. In fact, he's a pretty big dork right along with me, as you may see in the pics on my Facebook. http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=43365&l=6ebe0&id=595181704 I couldn't have asked for a better partner in crime!

It was a loooong exhausting weekend, but it was amazing, and I will remember it always.