Our dog Cohen has this thing he does where he will walk up to something that is completely unexpected and lick it….just once. The coffee table, my engagement ring, a snow globe, the fireplace…you name it he will lick it. Or will he? Other times just when you think he is about to lick the random object, he doesn’t.
I thought it would be fun to occasionally do a post where people can vote whether or not Cohen will lick a certain item, and then the next day post a video of the results. So, here is the 1st installment. A Dunder Mifflin coffee mug.
This past weekend was a fun yet busy weekend for us. To start the holiday weekend off we picked up our friend Amy’s dog, Ellie. Amy was headed out of town for Memorial Day weekend and we typically jump at the opportunity to spend some quality time with one of the cutest and most loving dogs on the face of this earth.
On Saturday, Derek started working on painting the exterior of the house. Painting the exterior of the house has been an on going project since last summer. We are trying to complete this monumental task ourselves, but started a bit late in the summer last year. Then Derek was back in school, and I got knocked up. That kind of made things come to a screeching halt.
Right now Derek has a little time in between semesters so he started back up. I mainly just sit and watch from the window. I’m a pretty big help. I know.
On Sunday, Derek got back to painting. We took a wonderful trip to Home Depot and decided on tile for the bathroom remodel we are about to take on this weekend. We are attempting to knock a few partially big projects out before Grayson moves in.
Sunday evening we went to a ball game with Davis, my brother-in-law, and our friends Scott and Allie. Not being smart and remembering it was Memorial Day weekend and the ballgames are pretty busy on these type of holidays we decided to buy our tickets at the gate. You would have thought we were at Wrigley Stadium it was so busy out front. The line wrapped all the way to China. Not really, but it was massive. Since we all had a brain fart when we decided NOT to buy our tickets ahead of time we decided to use our brains now and called the ticket office while standing in this never ending line of torture. Derek got though and bought tickets over the phone. All he had to do from that point was walk on up to the itsy bitsy teeny tiny Will Call line and pick our tickets up. That quick thinking saved us about 40 minutes of standing in line. And 40 minutes of standing to a pregnant woman can see like a life time. Did I mention the game had already started?
After the game and a HUGE bag of cotton candy (yummy in my tummy) there was a fireworks show. It was a wonderful show, but the wind began to kick up and we got caught in an ash shower from the blowing winds. We were lucky none of the ash was still lit. Grayson didn’t like the fireworks. I’m pretty sure they were the loudest noise he’s ever heard. He didn’t move the entire game, but when the popping started he moved to the back of my stomach and started kicking my kidney. Ouch! I felt horrible for my little guy so while I enjoyed the fireworks I bent over and hugged my belly, hopping to muffle the loud pops and bangs for my little man.
Since I’m tired of being a pastie preggo I told Derek to take me to get some sun. So, Monday we headed to my in-laws pool to catch some rays. We took the two girls with us. Wrigley is not at all interested in swimming or any water for that matter, but since Ellie is part lab and in love with tennis balls we thought that we could bribe her into the pool. She made it down the first two steps, but on the third her face would dunk in the water, and she was out!
After a nice dip in the pool we headed home so Derek could finish up the three windows he has been painting all weekend. He showered up, and we headed off to a romatical dinner at Steak n’ Shake. We even split a shake. Ahhhh, romance. Actually, that’s just my style of romance. Relaxed, casual, and quality time with my boy toy.
The dogs love this giant bone we bought at Petco, forever ago. I mean they go to town on the dang thing. Sometimes they get so into it they actually break pieces off the thing. I’m kinda afraid they are going to break a tooth or something. Well, the other night one of the two broke a chunk off and must have swallowed it, because when I walked into the bedroom I found this…
(Yep…that’s bone you see there)
(This is right next to MY side of the bed…lucky me!)
I’ve been meaning to pull out the ole’ steam cleaner for weeks now, and give our bedroom carpet a good scrubbing, but I just never got around to it. Well, this little incident gave me just the push I needed.
Needless to say, our bedroom carpet is now fresh and clean. Thanks dogs.
I’m trying to convince Derek that Grayson NEEDS this piece of art in his room. It’s so perfect. I love that it is Mod just like his room. The color is bright and beautiful. Not to mention…the breed of dog…
