Embrace the Chaos

I meant to blog yesterday, but got caught up in being lazy.  It was Paul's turn to get up early with Emma yesterday and as I hadn't fallen asleep until after 1am I slept until 9:40am!  I felt like a girl of 20 again. 

We spent the morning lounging around the living room and playing with Emma.  As soon as she went down for a nap I ran out the door to Starbucks like my ass was on fire.  When you need a Starbucks, you NEED a Starbucks. 

She was still sleeping when I got home so I called the vet to make an appointment for our boxer, Sasha.  Did I mention 2 nights ago at dinner I was getting something from the kitchen, walked by Sasha, and urine was just pouring out of her?  She didn't even react!  Just laid there and peed all over the floor.  I got her up and let Sasha and Beauty outside, came back in, and Beast had thrown up by the high chair!  Paul finished cleaning up the urine and then cleaned up the vomit.  I can usually handle it, but not when we're eating.  Gag! 

Anyway, so I called the vet yesterday to make an appointment and the woman on the phone said well it could be incontinence, but she'll have to see the vet to make sure it's not a UTI.  A UTI we can handle, an 80lb dog with incontinence we can not.  I'm pretty sure diapering a boxer was NOT on the list of activities I thought I'd be engaging in this year. 

While Em was napping we let the dogs out and a few minutes later our neighbor Nicole knocked on our door.  Apparently Sasha was running around their yard with their German shepherd.  Paul went out to get her and I went downstairs to let the other dogs in.  He went out to inspect and found that a tree had fallen down and wiped out a section of our fence. 

After Emma woke up we went to our friend Liz's and Jeremy's.  They are expecting baby #2 in the spring and needed to get rid of their guest room furniture.  Being a social worker, I quickly snagged it for Paul's cousin and fiance for their new place.  Score!  Much love to Liz and Jeremy for being so generous!  They are amazingly nice people and a fun couple and Emma loves playing with their son Caleb (who is 3 weeks younger than her). 

On the way to their house my phone rang.  I couldn't answer it because I needed the GPS on.  I should've answered because a few minutes later our friend Sarah called and then texted and then our neighbor Nicole called.  Apparently someone, who will remain nameless but is going to MIT this fall didn't shut the door all the way and when I set the alarm it eventually went off.  Since I didn't answer the phone when ADT called they sent the police to our house.  Nicole was concerned because the police were at our house and the alarm was going off.  At least I know that A) the police will come if it goes off for real, and B) Nicole can hear our alarm going off.  She's a federal agent and carries a gun so having her next door is greatly reassuring to me. 

The boys loaded up all the furniture while Liz and I chatted and the munchkins played.  We had to hurry home as soon as they were done because it looked like it was going to storm.  Of course it didn't end up raining until 9:30pm. 

Because it looked like we were about to get a massive storm I took Em and the dogs outside (after we had a snack of course and I ran up to the farm stand to buy lettuce.  We do have priorities you know.) while Paul ran up to Home Depot to get supplies to fix the fence.  I'm out there, watching Em, watching the dogs, yelling at them to stay away from the hole in the fence, and trying to pick things up before it storms.  I go to pick up a paper bag full of beer bottles from last weekends Labor Day cook out and the bag rips spilling beer bottles everywhere.  I call inside to the cousins and they come out to help.  They clean everything up and Em and I play a little bit longer.  And by play I meant she ran to the back of the yard as I tried to steer her around the piles of dog poop in our yard. 

We decided to head inside and I notice that there is something under the deck.  It's Beast our chihuahua.  He's stuck under the deck.  Are you freaking kidding me?  I take Em inside and ask Sarah to take her upstairs, go back outside, and try to coax him out.  I can see where he crawled under the deck, but of course he hadn't stayed there and can't figure out his way to get back there (the fact that we threw all the concrete blocks and broken up concrete from our old stairs and retaining wall under there may have had something to do with that).  Sigh.  I go inside, grab a shovel, and dig out the area in front of the dog so he can crawl out.  I'm surprised he didn't get bit by a snake under there.  Maybe they were all chilling in the wood pile that day.  Then I fill the hole back in. 

Get back inside and of course it's almost 5pm and time to start dinner.  Can't a sista get a break around here? 

Of course my greens, fried chicken, and salad were delicious!  Thank goodness for our Breville fryer.  haha  Something I'm sure we needed to buy and that will contribute to our longevity. 

When your day is chaotic I think the only thing you can do is embrace it.  Otherwise it'll make you cray cray!