Cooking, Cleaning, and Washing the Dog

Now that the holidays are over, I’m really enjoying just being at home. I had the day off work today and actually had a great time just puttering and restoring order to my home. Last Saturday I cleaned the fridge and found that I had a Pillsbury pie crust that was expiring. (It’s amazing the things I find tucked away.) So I decided to make a flat apple pie for breakfast.



IMG_0362That’s carmel drizzled all over the apples and crust. Mmmmmm…..

Then it was time to put away the Christmas decorations and dishes from Christmas dinner.



That was easy enough. But then I decided that Ella, our Golden Retriever, was in desperate need of a bath. This time I thought maybe I could give her a shower. I kept the door open and started to get her all wet, but it didn’t take long for her to decide she’d had enough.

“Wait!”, I cried. “Just stay there for a minute!” I quickly stripped out of my clothes and hopped into the shower with her. Ok, at least she can’t escape now. I started the scrubbing and the dog hair started to cover the walls and me. I mean, ICK! What was I thinking?!

“Fine! You’re clean enough!!” I let her out, and she immediately shook water all over the bathroom. I stayed in trying to get the dog smell off of me. Ella stepped all over my clothes that I had so hurriedly discarded on the floor which meant I had to wrap in a towel and dry her off. The bathroom was just too wet. We both escaped to the kitchen where I met the surprised faces of my kids and husband.

“You got in the SHOWER with her??” they exclaimed.

“Yea, well, it seemed like a good idea.” And then I ran off to find clothes.

Next time I’m taking her to a professional groomer.

The Versatile Blogger Award

I’d like to thank my family and friends for their support during my month long career as a blogger and the academy for this honor. All kidding aside, thank you Jess, from Semi-Rural Farm Life for nominating me. Somehow Jess found my blog and became my first follower which was very exciting for me.(Not counting my sister who I signed up myself.) I love her blog. We live on opposite coasts, but she’s sharing with me the special relationship you can have with animals and life on the East coast.  I’m even learning about horses!

Here are some random bits of info about myself:

  1. My hair is naturally curly, but I straighten it.
  2. I started taking piano lessons when I was eight. I rarely practice anymore except for the church choir.
  3. Playing the piano as hard and as loud as I can is a great way to relieve stress.
  4. My preferred dinner choice for many years was a box of cookies.
  5. I’ve never been in a car accident. I just back into parked cars and inanimate objects.
  6. I learned to sew because I wanted to be like my grandma.
  7. I love to laugh.
I have chosen to nominate the following bloggers because they inspire me and make me smile.

If the above mentioned nominees feel moved to play the game, here are the rules:

1. In a post on your blog, nominate 7 fellow bloggers for The Versatile Blogger Award.
2. In the same post, add the Versatile Blogger Award.
3. In the same post, thank the blogger who nominated you in a post with a link back to their blog.
4. In the same post, share 7 completely random pieces of information about yourself.
5. In the same post, include this set of rules.
6. Inform each nominated blogger of their nomination by posting a comment on each of their blogs.

Putting Up A Fence: Digging the Post Holes

We’ve lived here a year now and are just making the first changes to the property. We have a total of two acres. My husband worked hard last week to fence off the back of the property to contain our new horse, Montana. You gotta love the internet. You can learn how to do anything. Hubby watched a couple of youtube videos and was good to go. I, on the other hand, prefered to watch Hubby.

Not one to shun hard work, he’s digging the post hole by hand (so to speak).

Ah, there’s nothing like digging through that heavy, Oregon clay.

Time for a much needed rest. Boy, I’m tired just watching him work. I think I’ll go take a nap.