Sunday, January 29, 2012

Three Things I (Currently) Love

Okay, so since life is so boring around Casa Bunny, I figured I would think up three awesome things to share with you that I currently love. Ready?!? Here we go.

I love my new memorial necklace. After Pepsi passed away, I thought I would like something I could wear to remember she and her sister, Savannah...sort of a mother's necklace for those kids I have lost. I searched around on etsy and found a store called MuseKraft who makes these perfect little stamped charms. They were also a great price. When I received, I was extremely is copper, one silver (color is off a little in the photo) and they are a perfect size (slightly less than a dime) ...delicate-y but not too prissy small. Just what I wanted.

I LOVE this newly discovered cleaning solution! I found out about it on Pinterest. I have espoused my love of Pinterest here in the past, however, I must admit that I was more than a little skeptical about this one. It was touted as a wonderful cleaner, esp. for soap scum. And, let me tell you, I have one of those crappy plastic showers that just seems to grow soap scum. The only way to get it passably clean is to use stuff that would practically melt the plastic and cause the hairs of your esophagus to burn off. But not now! Because this shit?!? WORKS!! And all it is is a mix of regular blue Dawn dish detergent and white vinegar. That is all! But it is fabulous. They call it Tub & Shower Magic. And IT. IS. MAGIC. And cheap. I had some Dawn I scored for $.50 and a $.89 bottle of white vinegar from the Publix so I though W.T.H?? Best decision ever. The only downside is your shower may smell slightly like a pickle factory.

I am currently reading The Hunger Games and loving it. I know these books have been out for quite a while, and I haven't avoided them because I had any real problem with them, but they just didn't show up on my radar. In part, because my TBR pile is so ridiculous that it has to be a special book to get in the TBR line. But in a short period of time, three people whose opinions I respect (my sis, a friend and a fellow blogger) all mentioned how they had read this book and how much they enjoyed it. AND since the movie is coming out in March, I thought if I was ever going to read it, now was the time. I am not that far into the book, but I am already hooked. My sis and I have already made plans to see the movie. 

I hope you have enjoyed my Three Things. I think I covered a good variety. :) I hope you all have a great week, and I will try to be back sooner rather than later. Smooches, B.

Friday, January 27, 2012

The Paint is Almost Dry

Peeps, I am sorry I have been away so long but, seriously, it has been SO BORING here at Casa Bunny this week. I suppose it is the time of year, in part. And the weather, which has been exceptionally WET all winter. BLEH. As mentioned before, I definitely feel I have S.A.D. because Wednesday? It was sunny. And I was so productive. Not so much yesterday. And every other day for about the past month.

Today, I had to wrangle puppies at work for a photo shoot. I don't know WHAT THE HELL the kennel staff at the shelter put in their Wheaties, but HOLY GOD were they wound up. I wish I had some of the outtakes. I am sure it was more than comical. There were many "aerial" shots. Aerials are when the puppies won't sit or lay so we have to hold them in the air to get a photo. It is the last resort. But it always works.

Example of an "Aerial"...Yes, that is my hand

Oh, yeah, and I got peed on. Twice. Some people pay a lot of money to be peed on. Just go volunteer at a shelter, I say, and get peed on for free. It also is amazing how freakin' tired wrestling puppies makes you. That and a half bottle of cabernet. I think my patootie will be headed to bed early tonight. After the other half of that bottle.

The most exciting thing that happened to me this week was that I FINALLY went to the allergist to be tested for allergies. I have had chronic congestion and post-nasal drip forever. Like a year. I was worried they were going to say I was allergic to bacon, dogs and beer and then I was going to half to kill myself because life would not be worth living. 

However, after $$undergoing$$ the $$tests$$ (with no insurance to speak of) it turns out I was allergic to.....hold on....NOTHING. That's right. Not a damn thing. Seriously. He is thinking I simply have a chronic sinus infection that has never completely cleared up. Short of a $$CAT scan$$, he is going to have to treat with meds and see what happens. Sigh.

Otherwise, I've been an old fart, going to bed early, watching crap TV, and surfing Facebook and Pinterest. No cooking. No reading. Yep. Just watching the paint dry. I need some inspiration. Some motivation. I need to wake up just one day and feel, oh, I don't know...rested. Is this what old age is like? Because if it is, it sucks. Ass. Hard.

So with that, this old fart is off to bed with a book or magazine and the dogs. At 8:30. On a Friday night. Wow. Later taters! B.

Saturday, January 21, 2012

25 Things from This Week

  1. This week? Has been really long. Heartbreak makes you tired in a different way.
  2. Tuesday I cried like a baby when I came home from work because I realized Pepsi was not waiting for me to take her out.
  3. Other than that, I held it together pretty well until we received her ashes yesterday.
  4. Yes, we've cremated our two dogs. Did you think I was going to bury them in the backyard for coyotes to dig up??
  5. Yes, there are coyotes in our neck of the woods.
  6. Charlie and Roxie....esp. Roxie....have been exceptionally good this week. I think they are worried that we did something to Pepsi and they are next.
  7. The hubs "joked" about getting a Cairn puppy the other day. Give me a year. Or ten.
  8. Because two dogs vs. one is not bad. Three dogs vs. two is challenging. I ain't gonna lie.
  9. The menu at Casa Bunny this week has been simple and redundant. Oven hot dogs. Nachos. Pepperoni pizza puffs.
  10. And not very healthy in hindsight.
  11. We went to dinner last night with some old friends and some new friends. It was nice to laugh and drink and have fun with other adults.
  12. Ginger lemon martinis are yummy.
  13. Today, we went to see Joyful Noise. Which the hubs suggested. It wasn't bad. I really enjoyed the music.
  14. And Dolly. Dolly just rocks it. And by "it" I mean "life."
  15. My favorite song right now is I Won't Give Up on Us by Jason Mraz. I love me some Jason Mraz. His first album, Waiting for My Rocket to Come, is one of my top 10. Maybe top 5. It was a revelation.
  16. When I love a new song, I listen to it over and over. And over. Like I just listened to that song 20 times while writing this post.
  17. I need a hug. Right now.
  18. It is still raining here. Rain. Rain. Rain. I know we need you, but, please, go away. At least for a few sunny days.
  19. We had the best nap today. Snuggled on the bed with Charlie and Roxie and lots of blankets.
  20. I lost one of my Compassion kids this week. Beatrice. According to the letter, she moved out of the region Compassion serves.
  21. It is weird that losing her made me sad? And cry a little?
  22. Believe it or not, I have not used my Williams-Sonoma gift card from Christmas yet.
  23. Why? I feel paralyzed about using it to its best benefit. I hope to possibly rectify that tomorrow.
  24. Yes, I know I am weird when it come to W-S.
  25. I am about to be off to watch Stand By Me with the hubs. He has never seen it. I have, but I cannot remember much about it.
Hope you are having a great weekend. Love, Bun.

Monday, January 16, 2012

In Loving Memory of Peppy Girl

It is with a heavy heart that I share the passing of our dogter, Pepsi.

A Cairn Terrier, Pepsi came to live with us 11.5 years ago at 2 years old. We had adopted Savannah, her adopted Cairn Terrier sister, in 1999, and after having Savannah for about a year, decided she needed a companion. We began looking for an adult female Cairn and saw an ad in the Atlanta Journal-Constitution. 

We called, then we traveled. All the way the Chattanooga, Tennessee. It was an interesting experience. The folks had a big breeding outfit. I suppose you could call it a puppy mill. The owners had only had Pepsi 6 months. And they were her third owner. They had bred her once, she had one puppy and it died. I just think she was a bad breeding prospect and they wanted to get rid of her. And we were more than glad to rescue her.

I remember that day well. The owners, the hubs and I were all sitting on the porch of the house, talking about Pepsi, and then they brought her out. She immediately went over to the hubs, jumped in his lap, and that was that. The deal was sealed. We hemmed and hawed, but before we drove off, we knew we were going to adopt her. I don’t know why we just didn’t take her with us that day, but three days later, the hubs was on his way back to Chattanooga to pick her up.

Our second adopted dog, Pepsi was always like the second child. A little less attention. A little less photos. Though, in fairness, Pepsi never liked to have her photo taken. Even at the bitter end, when I was trying to take some last photos of her, she ran the opposite way when she heard the ping of the camera and saw the flash.

Pepsi was a peculiar dog in her way. She loved affection, but on her terms. She would nudge your hand, curl up next to you, let you rub her tummy for a long time, but when she was done with the love, she was done. But she was a jealous girl, as well. Whenever we were loving on or playing with Savannah, she would come nudging over, wanting love, stealing toys. While Pepsi never had Savannah’s outgoing personality, she had a reserved yet sweet disposition all her own and, I always thought, some hidden sadness behind her eyes. Perhaps tales from the two years before she came to us. Tales of lost babies and little love. 

One of Pepsi’s habits throughout her life was that she desired to be sleeping/sitting UP. She always had to be UP, where she could see everything. She had "her" chair in the living room. And the settee in the bedroom. Even when we traveled, we had to configure something so she could be UP wherever we stayed. The last months of her life, Pepsi was not able to jump up because of her health issues. It made us sad because it was one of the first signs she was getting old and the end might be near.

A big thing, of course, was Pepsi’s name, which her original breeder gave her. The secret? She was Pepsi VIII which means she was one in a line of Pepsi’s. Everyone always said “Pepsi?!? Like the soft drink?!?” But we couldn’t change her name so we took to calling her “Peppy” or simply "Pep," or, in fun, “the Pepster” or “Pepisita.”

Throughout her life, Pepsi had her health woes. She had thyroid issues, allergy issues, and the past few years, heart issues. But that girl was a scrapper until the end. When we adopted Charlie, she tried to play with him a time or two, but he was just too much for Pepsi. Though I hate to admit it, she fought with Roxie twice but, I am glad to say, held her own. When we took her for her annual checkup last year, the vet said she could live well into her teens. We thought for sure she would live longer than Savannah. But she did not. Perhaps Jesus needed her in Heaven to help control her sister.

In early December, one Monday morning, Pepsi didn’t want to eat. Which was very unusual. That girl looked forward to her meals. So I took her to the vet. Over the next two days, they cleaned her teeth, found a UTI, did an ultrasound, and did extensive blood work. Long story short, they determined she had an issue with her spleen, probably cancer. But short of a biopsy (which might kill her) or surgery (which probably would kill her) there was no way to tell. We opted that we would keep her comfortable as long as we could.

The end came this weekend. We had seen a decline in her over the past week, but Sunday morning she didn’t want to eat. She stayed on her bed all day, and her breathing became increasingly labored. We knew the end was near. We spent time with her. We said our goodbyes.

We thought our scrappy girl might make it through the night and we made plans to take her this morning to our vet’s office for a peaceful end to her life; however, Pepsi, who always hated going to the vet, had other plans. Shortly before midnight, she became very stressed, and we decided to call our vet and take her on in (our vet takes their own emergency call). As we bundled her up and were about to walk out the door, she looked up at me, took a last breath, and died in my arms. 

Today, our hearts are heavy with sadness. The hubs and I took the day off to mourn our loss and celebrate her life. I remember from Savannah’s death that these first days are the hardest. That time will heal the wound. But, for now, we honor her memory with our tears and our quiet reflections of our Peppy girl.

Pepsi VIII
July 31, 1998-January 16, 2012

Saturday, January 14, 2012

Season's Greetings

I bet you are wondering what that title is all about, aren't you?!? Well, it has been so grey and grim and just...depressing here in the G of A for over a week. The sun finally came out today. I, mean, I know we need the rain, but jeez, my seasonal affective disorder is kicking. me. in. the. ass. Actually, I don't know that I have S.A.D. but I don't know how you could NOT have it after the past week. Seriously.

Anyhoodle, I cannot believe it has been well over a week since I last blogged. I obviously have not been up to much interesting. Well, maybe I have. Let me recap the top 10 events of the past ten days:

1) I made a new mushroom soup and it was a FAIL. I didn't even bother to photograph. But I used my new panini maker and it was super.
2) I lost 7 pounds with barely trying. But I think I put it back on tonight when I gulped down two Cake vodka tonics and noshed on about a half-dozen of these.....
3) Pepperoni Pizza Puffs, a Pinterest recipe that I found a while back and was reminded about by my virtual foodie buddy, Bo. They are very tasty and great for a light supper. Or a pig-out at 9 p.m. when you have spent the whole day cleaning house and running errands. Not that I would know about that or anything.

4) I was actually going to post last weekend, then my 'puter got a virus. Luckily, I have an AWESOME techie guy that lives about 5 minutes away from me who came and fixed it within 24 hours. No more surfing clown porn. Joking.
5)  In between cussing about my computer, we spent last weekend taking down the Christmas decor. Finally. Glitter still lingers in many crevices. As I discovered today when deep cleaning in preparation to host the fams' birthday celebration tomorrow.
6) Wednesday, I went to a 7 p.m. movie. On a school night. I felt so reckless. It was Mission Impossible: Ghost Protocol. And it was FAB.U.LOUS. Tom C. may be a crazy-ass motherfucker but, by God, he still is the shit. At 50, he could bounce quarters off his ass. I won't even talk about the guns. I will just show you:

Nice guns, you crazy-ass mo-fo. I can forgive the crazy when you look like that, honey.
7) Wednesday was also the birthday of Charlie and Roxie, The terrible two were two-years-old this year. I cannot believe it. They both have brought so much joy to our lives. Charlie esp. since we have had him since a baby. I remember when we we wrestling with whether or not to adopt this puppy:

8) We also finally gots around to ordering a framed print of the kiddos' photo session from last spring. It turned out beautifully:

The photo does not do it justice, but the photographer did a wonderful job. We love it.
9) I have been captivated the past week by Toddlers and Tiaras, that horribly fascinating show about child beauty pageants. Esp. about this little girl from Georgia called Alana. She is like watching a terribly entertaining train wreck. I won't post the video, but if you are interested, go here to see more.
10) I went to visit my incredibly talented and super special friend Suzy Sue Smith today. She is having a tough time so it was good timing because she talked to me and I lent my ear. I also walked out of her store with this wonderful piece of her art:

It says "May my heart and mind be open." A most excellent message, I believe. And I love the bright, vibrant colors. And, best of all, can you believe this was only $20?!? Cheap shot of happiness. But, Hell, she really needs to charge more.

Well, folks, it's off to bed for me. Early to rise tomorrow so I can cook for the birthday celebration. Hope you are doing well. Love and kisses, B.

Thursday, January 05, 2012

Rough as a Cob

O. M. G. Returning to work this week has just kicked. my. ass. God, I am getting so damn old. Those nine days of daily naps last week is not looking like such a good idea in hindsight. Combine that with weird weather, an impending potential sinus infection (YES! AGAIN!), a visit from Aunt Flo and a full-ish moon, and, well, TGIF tomorrow.

Needless to say, I have not done much this week but come home and collapse. Easy cooking. No watching the TV (but I did finish a book! yeah, me!). I thought I would update ya'll quickly and, then, well, then I am off to another early night.

First, the hubs and I spend NYE weekend having a good bit of fun. We went to see Hugo which was very enjoyable yet not what I was expecting. Very family friendly. Very NOT Martin Scorcese. But good. Very good. After the movie, we ran into Home Goods, where I made a great score:

Two Le Creuset oval bakers for less than $40 for BOTH. Home Goods/TJ Maxx/Marshall's are great places to pick up Le Creuset stoneware for a steal. And let me tell you peeps, you will NEVER EVER EVER want to use another kind of bakeware. This shit is da' bomb.

NYE, we went to Bobs and hung with him and another friend and play Just Dance 2. My shoulder still aches. Holy Christ, did I mention how OLD I am?!? All I knows is the ladies kicked ass with the dance moves. No photos. Too embarrassing.

New Year's Day, the hubs and I went to eat peas and green with my 'rents, while Bobs went on his annual Dillard's shopping extravaganza. And look what Bobs scored for Bunny:

SHUT THE FRONT DOOR! A covered Le Creuset casserole! Can I tell you how freakin' excited I was?!? What a deal, too! And you know what this means?!?! I can find something else to spend my Williams-Sonoma gift card on! WHEE!

On that note, I am taking my sad sack self to bed. I will report back more this weekend....I have some plans for some new cookery this weekend and there will be some movie watching and such, as well. Hope you all are rolling big in the new year! XO, B.

PS, for those Yankee readers, the post title refers to an old Southern saying....means you feel as bad as a cleaned, dried ear of corn. Or "like shit."