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December, 2007

  1. New Years’ Resolutions

    December 30, 2007 by Louise

    Do you make them? Do you keep them?

    It’s inevitable. Every year I end up making, and not keeping, the exact same resolution. I’m thinking that I should probably just give up… I mean, it looks like I’ll never keep it, no matter how hard I try… but at the same time, I should keep trying to keep it, because really it’s for the good of all mankind.

    What is this ubiquitous resolution? Fine, I’ll tell you:

    I have to try and stop being such a dang foxy lady.

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  2. Another song I like that you could listen to.

    December 28, 2007 by Louise

    I have a feeling I may have posted this before… maybe?


  3. Another sad post don’t read it.

    by Louise

    Judd Nelson the Skinny Pig…
    Oct. 2004 – This Morning.

    juddy


  4. Decemberween photos

    December 27, 2007 by Louise

    fishing shack

    fishing shack, again

    boat

    lobster traps

    lighthouse

    seaside

    big sky


  5. Put ‘em up!

    December 26, 2007 by Louise

    Do you like that title? Because it’s Boxing Day? Even though actual Boxing Day has nothing to do with pugilism and everything to do with… I’m not sure what. Wait, let me check. Oh. Okay here we go. Boxing Day has everything to do with presenting a Christmas Box to your servants because God knows putting up with you all year means they frickin deserve your old clothes and leftover Christmas dinner.

    Anyway. Christmas has come and gone and so I can share with you what we have done for the past couple of days, aside from crying like women. So let’s see, shall we?

    On Christmas Eve, we woke up bright and early and headed to the shops to finish up some last-minute Christmas shopping. We needed potatoes, man. Who doesn’t need potatoes? Potatoes are a festive necessity.

    After that off we went to my parents’, where my siblings and their children had all gathered. We ate a festive feast and then got down to the present-opening. I have to say we made out pretty well — meaning that this year, we got things that we asked for, not things like, say, one time when I was 12 and got some oxy pads in my stocking. THANKS SANTA. Plus everyone seems to have enjoyed their gifts from us so that is a bonus.

    When we got home, we didn’t really feel like setting up our tree, so we didn’t. And still haven’t. Grinchy? Yeah, that’s us. Instead we lolled about and then decided screw Christmas morning, we were opening our gifts for each other now. Rob 100% surprised me with a Gorillapod, something I’d been looking at and planning to get, but never justifying enough to actually purchase it. You should’ve seen me, running around attaching the camera to everything. It was a tonne of fun. Plus I got some really clear low-light photos which never happens.

    I will let Rob tell you about my gifts for him because at the moment I’ve consumed about half a pitcher of sangria and don’t want to get into it. Why is it that I haven’t had a drink in almost a year, and then the holidays hit and every evening is cocktail hour? Christmas Eve was Sprite and black cherry vodka. Yesterday was Bailey’s and hot chocolate. Today it’s sangria.
    I have a cold, though, so the orange juice in my sangria is good for me. It’s medicinal.

    Yesterday was Christmas Day so I poked around on the Internet and Rob did the same and we called our various loved ones to wish them a good one and then we watched various Christmas movies and then some of Ricky Gervais’ standup and we ate turkey (I totally cooked the giblet bag inside the turkey for like, the first hour. Have you ever reached into a hot turkey with your bare hand? I don’t recommend it) and jiggs dinner and stuffing (although I didn’t actually stuff the turkey I just cooked it on the side) until our faces fell off the fronts of our heads.

    And today? Today Rob is back to work and I am on the sofa feeling still full of turkey and my dad just phoned and that is all I have to say right now so goodbye, I hope you had a good couple of days, you should let me know.


  6. Here’s a song I like. You could listen to it too.

    December 25, 2007 by Louise


  7. A Sad Post Don’t Read It.

    December 23, 2007 by Louise

    About two months ago, a friend of ours came to us with a question.
    Her friend (a breeder)’s dog had just had a litter — three boys, two girls– but the mommy wasn’t taking care of her puppies. It happens sometimes. So our friend (also a breeder) was going to be taking the puppies, and would be raising them herself, with the help of her female dog. Her question was, did we want a puppy? She wasn’t going to be selling them, she just wanted good homes for them, and knew that we’d been looking for a dog that I wouldn’t be allergic to.

    After plenty of big sad puppydog eyes on my part, Rob agreed that we should take the two little girls — wouldn’t want them to be lonely!– and we started preparing. I sewed a dog bed. Rob rearranged some space for them. We thought up names. The puppies! Coming home on the 27th! Two days after Christmas- a wonderful gift for us.

    According to our friend, the mom dog eventually did ‘take’ to her puppies, and since it’s better to have them raised by their mom than on a bottle, the puppies *and* the mom dog went to our friend’s. The owner just didn’t have the time to take care of them anymore, and knew that our friend was very, very dedicated. And everything was fine. They’d been there for a few weeks. Our two were starting to recognize their names. And this morning, our friend and her family went to church, and while they were out, the mother dog ate and killed all her babies.

    We are both utterly blown away by this. Devastated. I’ve heard of this happening, very very rarely, and always with newborn pups, if the mother felt threatened or wasn’t in a safe place– but with almost 8-week-old puppies? Especially in so warm and loving a home as our friend has? It’s just surreal to me.

    Rob and I are, as I said, devastated. We had SO been looking forward to bringing these two home. I realize that it’s not the worst thing that has ever happened in the world, but we’re suffering, and our Christmas Spirit is… well, a tiny bit dented right now.


  8. Holy macanoli!

    by Louise

    Someone visited here from halifax about 90 000 times today. I am big in the Maritimes, yo ;)

    (seriously, though. feel free to comment. lurking’s for suckers).


  9. A better wig pic

    December 21, 2007 by Louise

    I’m in a better mood today and was actually able to muster a half smile for this one ;)

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  10. oh and I forgot

    December 20, 2007 by Louise

    … new wig came in yesterday. Pics after the jump. Please remember I’m no Tyra Banks on a good day, and these were taken last night after a l-o-n-g day at work, plus 3 hours of chaperoning a dance. No makeup, wig just popped on my head not brushed or anything. But they’re the only photos I’m going to be taking of my old head for awhile so they’ll have to do.
    (I hate photos of me, can you tell?)

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