Good idea: Ice-skating in Texas at Christmastime — it makes you feel appropriately seasonal.
Not a good idea: Ice-skating the day your daughter gets her stitches out. Even when the doc says “no restrictions”. Turns out he didn’t mean ice-skating and there’ll be blood to prove the errors of your ways.
Good idea: Raising indoor/outdoor animals — it helps them feel both loved and free.
Not a good idea: Accidentally shutting one of your cats in the minivan overnight in the winter — it makes him mad and the car smells.
Good idea: Building graham-cracker cookie houses with all the neighborhood kids — again with the appropriately seasonal.
Not a good idea: Eating gumdrops the whole time. Or leaving the finished products within reach of the dog. Yes, even if she’s an old dog.
Good idea: Hanging Christmas lights across the front porch and around the front door — it’s festive and nobody’ll call you tacky unless you wait ’til March to take them down.
Not a good idea: Hanging Christmas lights across the front porch and around the front door without checking to see if they work first.
Good idea: Getting together with old friends for a dram or two of holiday cheer — warming the cockles of your heart.
Not a good idea: Getting together with old friends for more than a dram or two of holiday cheer. Oi.
Good idea: Signing up for a half marathon — good fun and good for you.
Not a good idea: Signing up for a half marathon that requires most of its training over the holidays. On the mornings after you’ve had more than a dram or two of holiday cheer. Oi again.
Good idea: Going on vacation.
Not a good idea: Not going on vacation.
When does it start again????
(Grateful for vacations)
My dog didn’t eat the gumdrop/graham cracker houses. She ate all 6 of the beautiful mini-bundt fruitcakes I made. And I cried for hours. Seriously. My kids thought I was a lunatic, but on the day it occurred last week, it was the one thing I felt I’d accomplished on a really crappy day. And my dog is old too. And showing little remorse for her fruitcake frenzy.
Feeling your pain, Kelly. It’s when you sorta start to question the whole “man’s best friend” business, y’know? But then, our dog has this natural eyeliner that makes her look like a silent film star and if I look her in the eye, I’m done for.
I am now picturing your dog as looking like the lady in the spider outfit from Singing in the Rain.
you’re not far off…
who does your sweet little fruitcake-eating pup look like?
Katie looks very much like George Rodrigue’s Blue Dog, only not. She’s a shepherd/lab mix and is black, with a grey muzzle (since forever), a white blaze on her chest, and white toes and tail tip. And she weighs about 100 lbs right now, which is 15 too many.
That’s what a bundt cake diet’ll do to you…
NPR had a news bit on about a Bison Frise (a smallish dog) that ate all the pies made for a pie-eating contest. They were joking about who had to take that dog for its next walk.
Love your post, Liz! Sorry for your troubles, but thanks for making me smile…
That’s what you get for hosting a pie eating contest, though, right?
What a great post! There’s always the good with the bad. Sorry to hear about the ice skating blood and the graham cracker eating monster dog. And poor Kelly! After all that work. I would probably cry, too.
I know! Those bundt cakes.
I’m feeling waaaay less sorry for myself after that tale!