Monday, May 25, 2009

Puppy Post-Partum

We got a new puppy this weekend. She’s a 10 week old Puggle (Beagle/Pug) American Bulldog cross. We’ve named her Jenny.

We’ve always said that as soon as we got a house, we’d get a second dog. So basically, we’ve been talking about it for almost 3 years and therefore this was by no means a spur of the moment decision. We moved into our home last September, but it took us this long to decide if we wanted another puppy or a rescue from the local shelter. We found a rescue last week, a 5 year old Husky-Sheppard X who was gorgeous and such a sweet lady. However, when I took H to see her on Saturday morning she was already adopted. Disappointed (because I was convinced we were going to get a dog that day) we went out to a place we’ve been watching for puppies, and sure enough, there’s Jenny. She is this teeny little black and white thing with the most adorable eyes and face and we decided that she was perfect. She will be about the same size as Lola (our current dog who is our BABY).

Things have been going just as expected. Sleepless nights, lots of crying, a couple of accidents in the house, lots of standing outside waiting for her to do her business. She’s getting along with Lola pretty well at this point which is good because I was really worried that Lola would feel put-out, which is the last thing I want because she is my heart-dog . Literally, this dog (Lola) is my soul-mate and best buddy. She’s with me or H whatever we do, wherever we go. She sleeps between us in the bed, sits between us on the couch, stands between us (as navigator) in the car, snuggles like you wouldn’t believe (it’s like she can’t get close enough) and is like our first child. Lola is fairly indifferent to Jenny, a couple of little moments of jealousy, mostly curious and doing ok. We’re going WAY overboard on the Lola attention to compensate so this probably helps. Jenny isn’t really interested in Lola yet.

However, and here’s where it gets weird, I’m having regrets about getting Jenny (and found out this morning that H is too). I can’t seem to bond with her. She’s absolutely adorable and very sweet, but it’s just not happening. This is very strange because I am a HUGE animal person, especially when it comes to dogs and I usually bond very quickly, but it’s just not happening. I’m taking care of her of course, and giving her attention and love, but I am so worried about Lola and her feelings that I can’t seem to see Jenny as our dog and a permanent fixture in the house. I keep telling Lola that she’s our baby and that Jenny is just our dog. It’s like having puppy post-partum. I ended up in tears in the living room yesterday thinking about how everything will change for Lola and for us and it made me so sad. In that moment, I wanted nothing more than to go back in time and NOT buy Jenny. I can’t understand it; I should have been prepared for this. I’ve had lots of puppies before, this one is no different, so what’s my/our problem? And the bigger question is, what do I do about it?

It’s the little things that are bugging me. Like, Lola was my dog before H and I got married. She lived with me at home and therefore is partially my Mum’s dog (at heart) as well. So it works out perfect because if we ever have to go anywhere over night or if we’re having a lot of people over to the house, Lola goes for a visit with her “Ma” and loves it (so does my Mum who LOVES Lola). I don’t have to think about it, she just goes. This won’t happen with both of them because my Mum has her own dog and runs a business out of her home so 3 dogs would be too much. Or when we go to the cottage on weekends in the summer; my IL’s don’t like dogs, but have learned to tolerate and then eventually love Lola, but now I don’t think they’ll be cool with both dogs coming up. So that means what? We don’t go to the cottage?

The strange thing is, I thought about all of this before… but it didn’t bother me until now. It just seems like a huge chunk of our freedom (and Lola’s) has been taken away. I was aware that it would happen, puppies are a huge commitment/ responsibility, but now that’s its happening, I’m regretting it. I feel horrible… like I’ve made a stupid decision and it’s not Jenny’s fault, and I don’t know what to do.

I feel awful about the whole thing. Awful for Lola, for us and for Jenny. I guess we’ll wait it out and see what happens. Maybe we just need to give it some time?

I'd post a pic, but it doesn't seem appropriate to have that cute little face with this kind of post... so I'll post one if/when the post is happier.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

The Magical World of Disney

Our trip was awesome. We spent 7 days at a great resort in Orlando with 7 gorgeous pools, tennis courts, beach volley ball, basketball etc etc. We could have spent the whole 7 days at the resort and been content. However, that’s not at all what we did.

Sunday: arrive, get settled in condo, POOL, dinner out

Monday: grocery shopping in the early AM (called and cab and stretch limo came… weird!) Pool day at the resort, hilarious game of beach volleyball that night.

Tuesday: Mini-golf and shopping at one of the local outlet malls. I bought NOTHING but DH got some new shoes. We got absolutely poured on… it was actually scary because the wind was whipping in all directions and then it started to hail (golf ball sized). It looked like CNN footage of a hurricane. I just read in the Jacuzzi in the room that night.

Wednesday: rent a car, drive to cocoa beach, play in the ocean, get sun burnt, pickup a jelly fish (that’s right… I picked it up because I thought it was a piece of glass on the beach), picnic lunch, shopping at the original Ron Jon Surf Shop (my nephew is a snowboarder and is sponsored by our local Ron Jon so he really wanted to go) and I again bought nothing, ice cream and then drive back to condo and sit at the pool for the evening.

Thursday: MAGIC KINGDOM! No description necessary. So amazing even though it was my third visit! We had some rain in the afternoon but we were there and were weren’t leaving so we stuck it out and it was awesome because there were no lines. We walked on to almost everything!

Friday: Blizzard Beach (Disney Water Park). Hilarious fun… great weather, little-to-no lines. Awesome day. We laughed the whole time. Only down side was I saw a HUGE, long, disgusting black snake on one of the walkways headed right for the wave pool, so I wouldn’t go in after that. I’m beyond terrified of snakes.

Saturday: we spent the last day by the pool and playing volley ball. It was sad because we didn’t want the vacation to be over yet.

Sunday: 10am flight out of Orlando, arrive back in Toronto at 4 after a really turbulent flight from Chicago (connecting flight). I felt absolutely disgusting but we made it home and parked it on the couch with the dog and take-out for the rest of the night. My Mum, sister and nephew got stuck in Dallas because of flight issues and were travelling for almost 24 hours straight. They should have arrived back in Toronto at 5, but didn’t land until 2am. I was so happy that I wasn’t on their flight.

I miss Florida already. The resort was amazing… I could have lived there. I keep drifting off and thinking about it and I really want to go back.

Now, I’m sicker than a dog again. This is my third cold in 3 months and I’m getting really tired of being sick. I’m so congested that I can hardly breathe and my throat is really irritated so I can’t stop coughing. It’s awful! I can’t go home because I was off last week plus we have no paid sick time. I’m stuck here until 4:30 so I’m praying the day goes by fast. Oh, and my running training is on hold because of sickness once again. This has been the longest 12 week running program EVER! I start boot-camp next week so I hope I’m healthy by then or I’ll be in trouble.

Thursday, May 7, 2009

That's really great for you... and now I'll punch you in the face

This is a stupid story, but one of those things that makes you say “why…? Why did you feel the need to bring that up”?

As previously posted, H and I are heading to Orlando on Sunday for a week. We had tried to wait for a seat sale for our flight, but as time went on, the prices got higher and higher and I was stressing, so we just decided to book the cheapest we could find. I need to plan, it’s what I do. So, I booked the flights and made a promise to myself not to look at flight prices after they were booked.

A CW who knew I was travelling there this weekend was asking me for tips on booking Disney World (I’m not staying right in the park this time, but have in the past). They are taking their son for the first time next month. I told her flat out “if you get a seat sale, keep it to yourself. I don’t want to know if you get a good deal. It’s too late for me and my flight is already booked”.
This morning, she walks over to my desk to tell me she got everything booked and the details of her trip. I happily listen until she says this:
Her: “and HOLY deal on the flight too”
Me: “Great”
Her:” You really should have waited.”
Me: “Yeah, but there were no guarantees and I’m an obsessive planner so I needed to know the details and know that we were booked for sure”
Her: “We got all three of us for what it cost you for two”
Me: “great”
Her: “and they are both direct flights” (my flights each have a short stop)
Me: “great”
Her: “and the times are awesome, we’re gaining almost two days based on the flight times”
Me: “that’s great for you”
Her: “you really should have waited”
Me: ::steam starts coming out of my ears:: “great”
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Why was it necessary to tell me this? I’m specifically told her to keep that info to herself. Now I’m pissed (not at her) because we could have got cheaper direct flights if I wasn’t so obsessive and anal (I have mild OCD and it’s a big pain). I’m annoyed with her too because she knew how much it would bother me, but still decided to share the info anyway.

One man's junk....

I haven’t had a chance to post in a while so here’s the catch-up from my last week, the Coles Notes version:

Friday: Worked later than normal, H took me out for Pita’s for dinner and they were yum yum yum! Then I just spent the rest of the night pricing and organizing for Saturday’s garage sale

Saturday: garage sale started at 7:30 am. VERY successful. We made $260!! J It was a nice little addition to our vacation spending money. I was only hoping for about $100 since it’s was a little early in the year, so I was pleasantly surprised. H and his Dad took everything we didn’t sell to the dump or goodwill! We celebrated over lunch and a pint of Guinness at a local pub with FIL (who joined us for the garage sale to sell a few of his own things). We went grocery shopping, I had a nap and then DH went out with a buddy for steak and then to the club, so I stayed home and had fish for dinner (which I can only have when H isn’t home because he hates it) and had a Twilight night…. meaning I parked my butt on the couch and watched Twilight for the 1000th time, but the first time all by myself. I moved up to the bed to read and was able to fall asleep with the bed to myself. It was fabulous!

Sunday: hmm… kind of a blur. We started packing for our vacation and then I decided that I wanted to go and see either Fast and the Furious 2 or Wolverine. We decided on Wolverine since it was playing at a theatre where matinee prices are only 4 bucks each. And might I say, Mr. Jackman… you are yum, yum, yum….that man is absolutely gorgeous! The move was ok too, but I could have just stared at him reading me the dictionary while doing push-ups and been content for 2 hours. We took the dog for a walk just before the rain started and then made amazing spinach/chicken Caesar salad for dinner and caught up on all of our PVR’d shows from the week. Grey's was awesome as always!

This week has been quiet. I’ve been running after work because for some reason I just can’t seem to drag my a$$ out of bed in the morning anymore. It doesn’t make sense because in the dark and cold of winter I could do it 5 days a week no problem, but now that it’s nice I just can’t seem to do it?? Strange. I’m far enough along in my training that I’m really having to push myself during my runs. It’s hard, but it feels good when they’re over.

I only have to get through 2 more work days and then I’m on a 10 day vacation! J I have a pedicure and my waxing scheduled for Saturday and then we fly out Sunday and I’m PUMPED. I plan to do A LOT Of reading and swimming… just general lounging.
I better get back to work, but I’m going to try to be more active today and tomorrow commenting on blogs… I feel neglectful!

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