The Great Lu-Dini
THE SCENE: 5:29 am – i hear a slight rustle in the hallway, then the faint sound of a zipper opening… a few seconds of quiet and then the ambush as Lucy jumps on the bed and snuggles right in between us providing sloppy kisses and wriggling around until she is comfortable.
i am exhausted, and she is sweet and cozily warm… but no, this goes against the new rule: the dogs must sleep in their kennels at night.
so i get up, let her out and tell her to go back into her kennel, which she does, kindly.
i zip it up and try to secure it as best as i can, and go back to bed.
18 minutes later… repeat performance.
this time, i get right up and say “Kennel” and once again, she walks right in. i zip again.
16 minutes later… i hear the rustle, and wait for the pounce onto the bed, but nothing… so i get up, turn on the light, and she’s slowly slinking into the room hoping to make it this time.
nope.
“Kennel”… and, as the good girl that she is, heads right back into her red travel kennel.
this time i place the zippers together at the bottom– seems to have foiled her attempts…. for now.
But, as anyone knows, once you have been awakened just shy of one hour from when your alarm is scheduled to chime, there’s really no going back to sleep.
you lay there, you change positions a few times, you try to count to 100 – or as i did, trace the lower-case alphabet in cursive, backwards.
and then, just as you are drifting off… The Alarm dings, and it’s time to free Lucy for real.
Silly Woosey!!!
in training
imagine getting yourself a personal trainer and then not going to the gym for three months. essentially, that is what i did with my new (old) wii activity game, “EA Sports Active” (you may recall that i mentioned it on my bday, here).
well, last night, (after a nice jog with the pooches) i decided that enough was enough (and when i say enough, i mean Funnel Cakes and Cheese on a Stick at the NE State Fair!) and i set up the EA Sports Active and started the 20+ minute easy workout.
FABU!
this (animated) girl is cheery, encouraging and great! and the activities are fun, and focus on strength training and toning – and goodness knows This Girl needs all sorts of that!… so, the habit begins- i hope. i hope to be good enough to keep a steady, solid pace with this “game”.
and i apologize to my new trainer- sorry to keep you in the box, on top of Lucy’s crate for three months. please don’t hold it against me while you make me do an extra set of squats!
further to that– the night was good.
here’s Miss Lucy enjoying a snack while being a good political citizen:
and we did “good things” – i met AJ at La Paz (my fave) for dinner after he was done at work – last night was “Dine Out to Help Out” for the Lincoln Food Bank – so a portion of our meal (money, not actual food) was donated to a worthy cause. yea for doing good things…
though, all the chips and salsa i inhaled probably erased all the good i did working out…
shhh! don’t tell my trainer!
web 1.0
we have been invaded by spiders… though i am happy to report, only on the exterior of the house (so far).
these buggers are huge – see:
(and you can see my Sweet Lucy snuck into the shot!)
we are constantly ducking from huge webs produced by HUGE arachnids.
we have pretty much co-habitated with them all summer assuming that they were taking care of the bugs in the area– but ew. last week i grabbed a stick and took a bunch down – they are sticky suckers – and the next morning – guess what popped back up… son of a beezee!
i even walked into a web yesterday while fetching the lawn mower (though, not this one, b/c i am a wimp – apparently)… picture This Girl mowing and whilst trying to pull pieces of web out of her hair all evening. (plus, guess which song was securely placed in my constant soundtrack last night… yep, this one)
i am mostly worried that the dogs (or humans!) might eventually have a run-in with one of the eight-legged beasts, and i don’t want to know what that brings.
PS: Good Omen, or Bad Omen — seeing two small snakes cross your path while mowing… i am open to reader interpretation
the truth hurts
this week, i have had two rude awakenings:
1) i added the height extenders on the wii fit… now, it says my balance is better (yea), but it also, now, accurately measures my BMI and weight… uggh. it was so much nicer living under the false realization that it was off by 20 lbs… uggh…
2) yesterday, i tried for the third time in one month to give blood. i walked in saying, third time’s a charm!… on my way to that 3 gallon mark… it all seemed like things were going to fall into place. The Community Blood Bank has a new hemoglobin testing machine thingie– much more accurate. accurate enough that they denied me again! uggh… but, its better that, then wasting the whole night on the couch looking gray and moody.
I will continue to seek out iron-rich foods, and try again, yes, i shall…
so, two things that are more accurate, and prove that i have been skating by before, but now, its time to face the music and move forward. oy vey!
so, since i still did not hear my favorite edict: no exercising – i forced myself to get out with the dogs each for a private training session.
then, later last night, they were ready to show off– kind of:
bad blood and raw fish
apparently, the Blood Bank doesn’t want my blood… or, i need to ingest more iron in order to donate. so, back again i shall go next week, same bat time, same bat channel in an attempt to donate. bugger.
since they didn’t mandate “no strenuous activity or heavy lifting” i felt like it was a sign that i must get out and run … and i did take the Lucy with me… she did well. it was humid and she plopped down the second we got home. i think i am going to try taking her for short runs, and then go get THOR for the longer ones… he has the endurance.
Then, AJ surprised me with a Date Night – we drove to Omaha (Ooh, the Big City!) and had Sushi! if you are in the Omaha area i highly recommend checking out Baby Blue… the awesomest thing for me – the Beef Tenderloin was cooked on river rocks and brought to us sizzling atop the rocks… fab- and oh-so-tasty!!!
then, i sabotaged the run with a Sonic Blast… darn those Butterfingers!
Feedback Please: Lucy
Question: is it a bad idea to run my 17-month-old puppy (golden retriever/labrador retriever mix) two-miles, about four times per week?
i don’t want to cause hip dysplasia or anything else serious….
any comments would be appreciated!
Poor THOR…
I think this new training regimen is really throwing THOR for a loop. he is so confused as to why, after the first six years of his life, he now has to sit every five seconds. and the other commands, don’t even think about it- we are still at square-one, people.
meanwhile, Lucy is equally confused as to why she hears the word “SIT” and does so, as previously trained, but then THOR is the one getting the lovin’….
uggh- on to more of the same…
