Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Carnival: Looking Back

This post is a part of 20SB’s Looking Back Blog Carnival, and Ben & Jerry’s is awarding free ice cream to lucky bloggers and readers!
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Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Wifey Tip: Hug It Out

Vinnie taught me a very valuable lesson a few days ago. Right in the middle of a discussion in which neither Vinnie nor I were going to prevail over the other, Vinnie stopped the conversation and our discussion and asked in a very political voice..... "Want to hug it out?" Stopping me in mid sentence would normally irritate me, but this time and hopefully more times to come, I realized that the discussion was pointless and a hug just might be the answer.
So remember kids, sometimes, agree to disagree and HUG IT OUT.

pictured: Elizabeth Crossan, fishermans hat, fishy face

Thursday, June 11, 2009

i just might puke

The last month has been jammed packed with lacrosse games, yard work, family parties, mentoring interns, and dealing with broken dog legs. The later = the reason I MUST blog right this minute.

If I look at Maya's battered leg one more moment,
I just might puke.

If my mind wanders to beautiful, sunny June 7th, playing ball with maya in the backyard turned emergency scene when she jumps too high and lands on what i thought was her back but was really her back left thigh,
I just might puke.

If I hear her bone creek or her staples tear from her skin,
I just might puke.

And if I hear anything that sounds remotely like a stick break to remind me of what I heard on the fateful afternoon,
I just might puke.

If I have to feed maya one more sedative to make her as limp as a rag doll and constantly look to see if she is still breathing,
I just might puke.

If I have to watch her lick at her shaved itchy body one more time,
I just might puke.

If I imagine that underneath all the swelling, there is a metal plate, 13 screws, and 8 wires,
I just might puke.

If I have to look into her sad sad puppy dog eyes when I have to put her in her crate with a cone collar,
I just might puke.

And if I think about having to deal with all of the above for the next two months (because I do),
I just might puke.