And now, I have placed it all into a fun Shutterfly Book (which you may view here).
(and if that doesn’t work: go here)
(oh, and if you see my husband today- tell him Happy Birthday!)
We. Love. Books.
Red Books, Blue Books, Old Books, New Books.
A friend of a friend (and now a NEW friend!) has started up her own photography business, and one night she posted on facebook: “I’m thinking of doing a shoot at a Library, would anyone be interested?”… and of course, i said YES!
we got together last Sunday– and she just posted some sneak peeks:
and you can go to her blog to see the rest.
FUN, FUN, FUN!
i feel like i have been holding my breath….
we are waiting on news.
from the vet.
thus, the feeling that i’m gasping and groping for air.
Two weeks ago, Sunday, THOR and Lucy spied the neighbor dog on our porch. instead of providing a welcoming greeting, they chose to defend their castle, through the window.
a small melee ensued, with lots of barking, and jumping and jockeying for position, while the entry rug went flying. it was only after AJ was able to calm the situation that we realized that THOR was limping…. or, shall i say, not at all using his back-left leg.
of course, this only happens when your vet is closed. so, off to the emergency Vet we went. three hours and $$$ later, we have a report of no broken bones and a litany of pain meds to administer around the clock.
fast forward a week, including a business trip and tons of snow, and THOR still isn’t any better. plus, the pain meds have run out.
We picked a new vet, who took one look at our buddy and seemed to have a sense of what was wrong, but was kind enough not to break the news to me immediately.
she kept him for the afternoon, did more tests, and gave me a call,
“Well, it’s not his ACL” she said calmly. at this, i was elated. I knew the cost and rehab time for that sort of thing was daunting.
then she proceeded to (calmly!) tell me that it was a tumor.
the best course would be to biopsy the area and best case scenario would be ultimate amputation of the leg. (the worst case, i am sure you can figure out for yourself).
at this point, as a dog owner, you start to have conversations with yourself.
“why didn’t we get some sort of pet insurance?”
“why didn’t we find this sooner?”
“what are we going to do for our dear THOR?”
“he’s a DOG, but he’s OUR dog!”
“what is this going to cost us?”
“is there anything we can do to really help him?”
so, we did decide to do the biopsy… and now we sit. and we wait. until we hear the news- whatever it may be- that holds our Sweet THOR’s fate.
don’t start calling me Mom of the Year.
at least, wait until tomorrow.
i was pumped. i had it all planned. i was going to make lasagna tonight.
we had all the makings in the fridge, and no-boil lasagna noodles in the pantry. this was it.
i came home, browned the hamburger, even pureed some spinach with garlic to mix in some health factor.
i FINALLY get it all assembled around 6:35p, as Boden starts saying, “Mommy! My Hungry!”
and THEN i look at the recipe on the noodle box.
Bake at 350 for 60 minutes.
lucky for me, I married a guy that loves pizza rolls, birthed a boy that would do anything for Chicken Nuggets, and have a fancy new freezer. Ta-Da – dinner in just 10 minutes.
well, the chicken (strips) and pizza rolls supposedly cook at different temps and different times, but i did some math in my head (as you should well know, by know, is my strong suit (HA!)), and combined them on a cookie sheet.
11-minutes later- processed dinner in a pinch.
Wins for the night: Multi-tasking and Ingenuity
Opportunities for Growth: i burned my hand twice while checking on the banana bread (see: multi-tasking), and i may or may not have poisoned my loved ones with undercooked chicken strips (see: math does not equal strong suit).
around here, it’s just another night of Fun Times with the Beckers!
you know you’re a parent when you can’t get the Kids Songs out of your head.
you know you’re a sleep deprived parent when you realize that those songs have been bouncing around in your brain for over an hour and you didn’t notice.
oh, i remember sitting on that threshold of turning 13.
- You were officially a Teenager!
- you couldn’t legally order off the kid’s menu anymore (though, it’s not like you ordered chicken strips for years. you were way too mature for that… until you turned 17, and Applebee’s made it cool to order them again)
- you were that much closer to 15, which meant you could get that learner’s permit, and then 16 = FREEDOM…
13 was a big deal. (not to mention the petty backstabbing, growing pains and general daily angst of being a teenager…. but i digress)
here we sit, as a collective populace, looking this Millenia’s teenage years in the pimply face.
what will this New Year bring?
2012 did not comply with the projected influx of Zombies, massive fire balls and general human demise — but maybe we have The Avengers to thank for warding off that supposed fate. (FINALLY saw it, and It. Is. Awesome.)
but what to expect in 2013? i guess the fun is in not knowing.
But, Dear Reader, The Beckers do wish you Joy, Peace, Love, Patience, Happiness and more than enough times that you laugh until:
A) your sides ache
B) milk squirts out your nose
C) you get the hiccups
D) all of the above.
Hold your loved ones tight.
Make new friends.
Try new things (Sushi? Skydiving? Writing with your non-dominant hand, perhaps?)
Take time each day to look through the eyes of a 13-year-old who has the world staring you in the face, and nothing but a bad hair day or an overabundance of benzoyl peroxide to slow you down!
I am excited to report that in 2013, The Beckers will be the Host Family to our very own Elf on the Shelf!
All of our buddies have been having so much fun with their’s, that it just seemed right to join in, too!
As rumor has it, he will be watching over us all year, and then come visit us each night until Xmas Eve… Can’t wait!
well, life in the (nuevo) Casa del Becker has been super crazy…
to say the least.
mostly “Good” crazy.
a bit more “Uh-Oh” crazy that I would prefer…
to the point that I am really looking forward to the day when i can look back at this and laugh.
that day’s coming………
Chalk it up to perfect timing: The Hubs sent me this article via email.
Thanks, Love. I needed that!
well, yesterday, we witnessed Democracy in action. I tried to explain it to Boden. The best I could do was say the Pledge of Allegiance with him. He got it.
as I check on him one last time before I went to bed, I tucked him in tight and thought about how the next time we hit this electoral merry-go-round, he’ll be SIX!
then i thought back four years ago – when AJ and I were just two young and carefree newlyweds, finding our way through a bi-partisan household – without the ability to even fathom where we would be today.
here’s to four (and many more) years of Fun Times With The Beckers.