I normally don't give into snow, however, tonight was a little different. It started snowing about 11 AM this morning and did not stop! Took me an hour and a half to get home...an hour to get to Lane Av and then about 30 min from Lane Av mall. I opted to come north through Upper Arlington...the people there pay a lot of taxes and their roads are usually more clear then the City of Cbus. It ended up being a good theory. I still couldn't go more than 20, but the roads were much better.
Tonight is usually hospital and agility night, however, those were put on hold because of the snow. Before leaving work, I had already decided we were definitely not going to the hospital and then it turns out agility was cancelled. I ended up shoveling the driveway and letting Chel play in the snow for awhile. We had 2 victims in the process, her orange bumper and one of her black training bumpers. Based on the expected temps over the next few days, we won't find them in the near future, as it is supposed to be COLD at the end of the week...like a high of 10 cold. I think I am going to have to turn my heat up!! Standing outside getting snowed on was worth it...Chelsie is in her doggie ball next to me on the couch. What am I doing? Working. Fun. NOT. But I won't complain...
So to the West Coasters that went back, tonight I am thinking you were very smart!!!
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
STRAIGHT UP GANGSTA!
Nat, I changed my music for you - you scrapbooking, playdoh and cupcake making Martha Stewart GANGSTA YOU!!!
In honor of my friend, Natalie, self proclaimed "STRAIGHT UP GANGSTA MARTHA STEWART STYLE!" coming to us from Black River High School in Ashland, Ohio.
We all love you Nat!!!
In honor of my friend, Natalie, self proclaimed "STRAIGHT UP GANGSTA MARTHA STEWART STYLE!" coming to us from Black River High School in Ashland, Ohio.
We all love you Nat!!!
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Girls Night Out
Saturday night, the girls from my agility club has a girls night out. We went to the Shadowbox Cabaret at Easton to see a show called "Bringing Sexy Back". The Shadowbox is like a comedy type of deal, where they perform short skits, have a house band and all the performers are the wait staff. I had been there once before and had enjoyed it, and last night was no different. I was with a bunch of crazy ladies, and we had a really good time. The skits were absolutely hilarious.
Left to right - Janet, Sue, Kim, Diane and me
Me and Diane - this lady is absolutely awesome. She is living proof that sometime change is good - I recently started having her cut my hair, and ladies, all of you know what a big deal that is! She loves what she does - loves to make people feel great about themselves. She also shares my love for White House, Black Market...we are going down to the outlet this week. No, there was no memo about they leopard/tiger print shirt last night!
Janet, Sue, Diane, me and Jen - I used to work with Jen at Cardinal.
Left to right - Janet, Sue, Kim, Diane and me
Me and Diane - this lady is absolutely awesome. She is living proof that sometime change is good - I recently started having her cut my hair, and ladies, all of you know what a big deal that is! She loves what she does - loves to make people feel great about themselves. She also shares my love for White House, Black Market...we are going down to the outlet this week. No, there was no memo about they leopard/tiger print shirt last night!
Janet, Sue, Diane, me and Jen - I used to work with Jen at Cardinal. Girls night out part two commenced at 10AM this morning, at our building in Gahanna. We all worked our dogs for about 2 hrs this morning. It was great - we were able to work on specific things our leisure. We also ran a course at the end - and Susan, the training director, loaded it full of unique sequences, we will call them. Bean and I were a little off this morning, but it was fun and she was rewarded with timbits for her hard work.
I am ready for the next girls night out!!!
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
The Ross Heart Hospital
Well, after nearly 2 years, we have finally been someplace other than Dodd Hall. I had all good intentions of going to Dodd when the evening started, but somehow, we just never made it.
While in the parking garage, I was unloading Chelsie and this girl pulled up next to me and asked me if I could go see her sister at Ross. I was a little hesitant at first - mainly because I had never been to Ross and was going in there sight unseen with Chelsie, which made me a little nervous. She went on to say she had been asking the nurses about getting a dog to visit, but that one had not been in yet - and they had been there for almost a month. Call me a sucker, but that did it.
So off we go to the Ross - very different. You actually have to buzzed in to see the patients on Ross 4, which immediately made me nervous. But we went right in, and there was a group of nurses sitting right there. I told them who we were and who we were there to see, and they pointed and said go ahead. This girl was thrilled - apparently today was the jackpot, because Chelsie was the third dog that had been in there that day. We never made it to Dodd, obviously, but we visited some more patients on that floor and they loved her. In fact, some nurses on the other end of the unit said they wished they had dogs there all the time!
It turns out the floor I was on was the Open Heart Surgery Recovery floor. In short, that means there were some very sick people on that floor - much sicker than we were used to seeing. Part of the reason I was nervous about going in there sight unseen was because I did not know what the environment was like in there. At Dodd, most of our patients are free from "gear" as I will call it - these people are not, by any stretch of the imagination. There are different smells, sights and sounds, very different from what Chelsie is used to. For example, many of these people have several IV's in both arms - I was a little nervous that one quick turn of the head could hit one of their IV's and jar it, causing the patient pain. Also, many of these people have beeping heart monitors, and on several occasions, she stopped and looked around to see what the noise was.
Overall, it was a very positive experience - just like every other week is. The families we saw were very grateful for the visit. The main difference between Ross and Dodd is that while many of the patients in Dodd I still consider to be "sick", the patients on this floor of the Ross are much more sick (still trying to decide if this is proper grammar). It was very hard for me to see people obviously in very, very bad shape...but Chelsie didn't care, she just went about her business, looking for the next person that would tell her how beautiful she was and how soft her ears were. Please give a prayer of thanks for your health and the health of those around you.
After the hospital, it was off to agility. We are in a new class that focuses on contact obstacles and weave poles - it should be called agility conditioning 101. The weaves are literally a 20 yard dash for the dogs..and we do short sequences designed for speed, so by the end of class, her tongue was hanging out of the side of her mouth. I love it...she is in bed cuddling with the teddy bear. Unfortunately for her, she drank so much water she is going to get one last trip outside so mom does not have to get up in the middle of the night to do so!!!
Hope everyone is having a great week!!
While in the parking garage, I was unloading Chelsie and this girl pulled up next to me and asked me if I could go see her sister at Ross. I was a little hesitant at first - mainly because I had never been to Ross and was going in there sight unseen with Chelsie, which made me a little nervous. She went on to say she had been asking the nurses about getting a dog to visit, but that one had not been in yet - and they had been there for almost a month. Call me a sucker, but that did it.
So off we go to the Ross - very different. You actually have to buzzed in to see the patients on Ross 4, which immediately made me nervous. But we went right in, and there was a group of nurses sitting right there. I told them who we were and who we were there to see, and they pointed and said go ahead. This girl was thrilled - apparently today was the jackpot, because Chelsie was the third dog that had been in there that day. We never made it to Dodd, obviously, but we visited some more patients on that floor and they loved her. In fact, some nurses on the other end of the unit said they wished they had dogs there all the time!
It turns out the floor I was on was the Open Heart Surgery Recovery floor. In short, that means there were some very sick people on that floor - much sicker than we were used to seeing. Part of the reason I was nervous about going in there sight unseen was because I did not know what the environment was like in there. At Dodd, most of our patients are free from "gear" as I will call it - these people are not, by any stretch of the imagination. There are different smells, sights and sounds, very different from what Chelsie is used to. For example, many of these people have several IV's in both arms - I was a little nervous that one quick turn of the head could hit one of their IV's and jar it, causing the patient pain. Also, many of these people have beeping heart monitors, and on several occasions, she stopped and looked around to see what the noise was.
Overall, it was a very positive experience - just like every other week is. The families we saw were very grateful for the visit. The main difference between Ross and Dodd is that while many of the patients in Dodd I still consider to be "sick", the patients on this floor of the Ross are much more sick (still trying to decide if this is proper grammar). It was very hard for me to see people obviously in very, very bad shape...but Chelsie didn't care, she just went about her business, looking for the next person that would tell her how beautiful she was and how soft her ears were. Please give a prayer of thanks for your health and the health of those around you.
After the hospital, it was off to agility. We are in a new class that focuses on contact obstacles and weave poles - it should be called agility conditioning 101. The weaves are literally a 20 yard dash for the dogs..and we do short sequences designed for speed, so by the end of class, her tongue was hanging out of the side of her mouth. I love it...she is in bed cuddling with the teddy bear. Unfortunately for her, she drank so much water she is going to get one last trip outside so mom does not have to get up in the middle of the night to do so!!!
Hope everyone is having a great week!!
Burning Question of the day....
Do you suppose there is some sort of memo that goes the staff of these guys that says:
"For the lunch on Wednesday, please wear a dark suit?"
To be a fly on the wall in that room.....
"For the lunch on Wednesday, please wear a dark suit?"
To be a fly on the wall in that room.....
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
UGH...The Agony of Defeat...AGAIN!!!
UGH!!! Seriously??? With 16 seconds left??? As usual, the entire game was a stressful experience. I think we lost because I ate a Buckeye sundae from Greater's before the game...ok, maybe not. :)
I still love my Buckeyes. They left it all on the field - what else can you ask for? No one gave us a chance...yet we proved them wrong. GO BUCKS!!! Eddie George was so cute on the immediate post game...he will never live down the phrase of "its a game of inches" in reference to the first down that Tressel challenged. What a game. By far the best bowl game to date - nothing else even close.
And folks at Fox, you need to be clear with Jimmy Johnson that a pink shirt and pink tie with a gray pin striped suit is NOT a look for him. I swear I have seen him in this get up more than once, and it has looked equally as bad every time....
GO BUCKS!!! My flag still flies proudly!
I still love my Buckeyes. They left it all on the field - what else can you ask for? No one gave us a chance...yet we proved them wrong. GO BUCKS!!! Eddie George was so cute on the immediate post game...he will never live down the phrase of "its a game of inches" in reference to the first down that Tressel challenged. What a game. By far the best bowl game to date - nothing else even close.
And folks at Fox, you need to be clear with Jimmy Johnson that a pink shirt and pink tie with a gray pin striped suit is NOT a look for him. I swear I have seen him in this get up more than once, and it has looked equally as bad every time....
GO BUCKS!!! My flag still flies proudly!
Thursday, January 1, 2009
My First Adventture in 2009
Prepare to laugh. Only I could do something so stupid.
Last night, I went to a party at my friend Sue and Diane's house. Great time - good people, good food, etc. I go to leave at 1AM, and as I am walking out trying to unlock my car, I note the lights don't start flashing as they normally do...and then the car would not unlock. Naturally, I put the key in the door and unlock it so I can get in the car, thinking there was a short with my key. This is very important later in this story.
Well, my car is deader than dead. I see the interior light on, and mumble things not fit to be spoken out loud. Head back inside, get someone to jump the car...as the engine started, the panic button was going off - aka, the horn was beeping. LOUDLY, I might add, at 1AM in a very, very nice neighborhood. We consult the manual, try a few things...nothing. By this point I am just irritated beyond all belief - and frozen, as it was absolutely freezing outside.
Last ditch effort was to call AAA. I did not think they would be able to do anything for me because the car would start - we were looking to try and disconnect the fuse to the alarm, but there was no way I was going to be able to figure that out. So out comes this little old man at 2:15 AM. I explain what is going on, he says, stay here in the house, give me the keys and let me take a look. About 5 min later, Sue comes downstairs and says she heard the horn...I was like OMG...they live in a really nice neighborhood...and that stupid horn was so loud. About three min later, Sue goes to the window and says your car is in front of the house, running and quiet!!!
Turns out I had done something to the alarm when I manually unlocked the door. Apparently, I needed to manually lock the door to get the alarm back to where it needed to be. All he did was stick the key in the door, lock it and jump the car. SERIOUSLY???? So it was after 3AM when I got home...but at least I got home.
Moments like these are quite frustrating to me...I never would have had any idea that manually unlocking the door would have had such an impact (a loud one at that). Jodi and Megs and anyone else that has a Honda, take note of this in the event this ever happens to you, to spare yourself the embarrassment I felt last night. I should add this is the third time I have done this, so my poor battery is shot. It will get some new power tomorrow, she is getting her 60k tune up in the morning (aka - large dollar tune up, as all you Honda owners know) Hard to believe...she is 4 yrs old. Just means I recently celebrated the 4th anniversary of my 30th birthday...she was my 30th birthday present to myself...and for the most part has been a champ. Its just her owner that is suspect....
Last night, I went to a party at my friend Sue and Diane's house. Great time - good people, good food, etc. I go to leave at 1AM, and as I am walking out trying to unlock my car, I note the lights don't start flashing as they normally do...and then the car would not unlock. Naturally, I put the key in the door and unlock it so I can get in the car, thinking there was a short with my key. This is very important later in this story.
Well, my car is deader than dead. I see the interior light on, and mumble things not fit to be spoken out loud. Head back inside, get someone to jump the car...as the engine started, the panic button was going off - aka, the horn was beeping. LOUDLY, I might add, at 1AM in a very, very nice neighborhood. We consult the manual, try a few things...nothing. By this point I am just irritated beyond all belief - and frozen, as it was absolutely freezing outside.
Last ditch effort was to call AAA. I did not think they would be able to do anything for me because the car would start - we were looking to try and disconnect the fuse to the alarm, but there was no way I was going to be able to figure that out. So out comes this little old man at 2:15 AM. I explain what is going on, he says, stay here in the house, give me the keys and let me take a look. About 5 min later, Sue comes downstairs and says she heard the horn...I was like OMG...they live in a really nice neighborhood...and that stupid horn was so loud. About three min later, Sue goes to the window and says your car is in front of the house, running and quiet!!!
Turns out I had done something to the alarm when I manually unlocked the door. Apparently, I needed to manually lock the door to get the alarm back to where it needed to be. All he did was stick the key in the door, lock it and jump the car. SERIOUSLY???? So it was after 3AM when I got home...but at least I got home.
Moments like these are quite frustrating to me...I never would have had any idea that manually unlocking the door would have had such an impact (a loud one at that). Jodi and Megs and anyone else that has a Honda, take note of this in the event this ever happens to you, to spare yourself the embarrassment I felt last night. I should add this is the third time I have done this, so my poor battery is shot. It will get some new power tomorrow, she is getting her 60k tune up in the morning (aka - large dollar tune up, as all you Honda owners know) Hard to believe...she is 4 yrs old. Just means I recently celebrated the 4th anniversary of my 30th birthday...she was my 30th birthday present to myself...and for the most part has been a champ. Its just her owner that is suspect....
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