Saturday, November 30, 2013

Bye bye Bear

This one is going to be hard.
This is my therapy so here goes...
Yesterday, my dog of 17 years crossed the rainbow bridge.
No pictures... I cant bring myself to dig them out right now.
It's been a whirlwind life and you have been there for 17 years. Wow. We brought you home 2 weeks before Christmas. You weighed 8 ounces. Being a black long haired chihuahua,  you looked like a tiny bear cub. We called you our baby bear.
That first night you were missing your mommy and litter mates so I slept in the living room floor with you wrapped up in a quilt. If we hummed Silent Night it soothed you. I perfected that song over the next few weeks until you were used to us.
After the timid phase was over, your feisty side showed. Your nickname was killer, because of your vicious growl. You were 5 pounds of crazy.  You went camping with us, to the farm and even a horse show or two. We dressed you up and snuggled you like a baby.
You refused to be house trained and favored Sara's belongings.  You guys were never friends. You outlived 3 other rescue dogs. You preferred exploring outdoors even though you were tiny.  You were never a yappy chihuahua and you were very brave.
As you grew older my respect for you grew. I watched you lose your vision and most of your hearing. I prayed for you to go peacefully and you did, after your morning outing and during your nap. I love you little man. Go rest with Link. I will see you later. Be ready for snuggles and my awful singing voice.
Love you,
Sissy mal

Saturday, November 23, 2013

I bought the truck and I am still married!

So two days ago we were arguing because my dear husband couldn't help me make a decision about the truck. Today, I went to the credit union and signed the papers and bought it! I decided our regular bank could take a hike. This girl knows what she needs.

 Guess who is singing my praises. That's right, the Mister. Apparently, he didn't want to make the call but is VERY happy with my choice. Win. I also may have had a melt down about not having any support. He agrees to help more. We shall see.

Any who, the truck has already performed a horse task and made a trip to the feed store for shavings and grain. I felt like a real horse person again. Bonus points the back is huge and the puppies love it!

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Thursday, November 21, 2013

How the hell am I married?

I haven't been to this space in forever. FOREVER. Here lately it's only when I need to let my mind GO!

Let me just warn you... I have nothing nice to say today. Just questions. How the hell am I married? Why is he so afraid of decisions? Why am I the grown up in this relationship?

Why all the questions?

Because I thought I would be an amazing wife and purchase the hubs a truck for Christmas. We share a vehicle and it is HELL. I hate waking up early to drive him to work when I don't have too and I hate borrowing my company vehicle to get hay and horse supplies. It is ridiculous. We need a second vehicle and we need a cheap one. We are just using it for horse supplies and our 6 mile trip to work which he only has to make like 3 or 4 times a week.

So I went on a quest and found the perfect truck. A 2006 Dodge 2500. It was clean and in good shape and would haul horses or hay or whatever.

Problem is the bank says it has to have under 90000 miles. That is impossible to find in the state of Georgia for under a decent price.  My answer was okay we find another bank or another truck. The hubs answer... Let's give up and continue sharing a vehicle and borrowing one for the horses. Every option I give him, he says whatever you want. He won't help me at all.

How did he commit to me if he can't commit to buying a truck? How the hell has he made it this far in life when he can't make a single decision? Why are men 12?

I think I am just putting the damn thing in my name and he can take the car.

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