2/21/03

11 more days till we get our puppy!

Well the brownies came out good. You can definatly tell a difference between home made and the kind you whip up out of a box. This was the first time I’d made home made but I’d whipped em up out of a box plenty of times, hehe.

One of our hens died. Hubby came in after feeding them and said “I think we have a dead chicken. We’re not 100% sure what happened but hopefully whatever killed her isn’t contagious. The rest look and are acting healthy. Hubby took her out of the coop and cleaned out all the old straw and put in fresh.

One of my bettas has fungus. Fungus is probably one of the grossest fish diseases. I looked in and there was stringy crap hanging off Simon. Ewww. I don’t even get it, I keep their water nice and clean and they still get weirdo diseases. I guess some fish are more prone to them then others too cuz 3 of them we’ve had for nearly a year haven’t gotten sick once. Yet Simon has had fungus twice in the 2 months that I’ve had him. Luckily fungus isn’t all that dangerous if treated early.

I’m excited but slightly nervous about getting the puppy. Getting more nervous as time draws nearer. I think it’s because puppies require so much more than other animals. Their closer to being children than other animals are. The cats basically take care of themselves. We just provide them with food and water and fresh litter. We also help the longhaired one’s groom by brushing and bathing but that’s about it. They hop up next to us when they need attention and that’s that.

I’m going to have to give up on my hubbies family. I keep telling him “Hubby, your family is POOR.” hehe y’know like in Southpark “Kenny, your family is POOR.” Yeah, so anyway. Every time we have any of them over they go on and on about how formal everything is and how they should have dressed up. I don’t do anything special even, I just set the table. Growing up in my family that’s how it was. When guests came over you pulled out the nice dishes and you set the table with full place settings for each course that was being served. I think my husbands family would be happier if I just tossed some paper plates in a pile in the middle of the table and let them serve themselves off the counter. I just can’t bring myself to do that. It’s not right, it’s not like our shit is even that nice or anything. The dishes were in the box they came in out in the barn when we moved in, Kelly didn’t want them, they were cheap. Our stemwear came from Sam’s club, 20 bucks. Our silverware was a wedding gift, no big deal, it’s not like I went out and spent hundreds of dollars to try to “impress” everyone. Although my sister in law did go out and spend tons of money trying to impress everyone, no one makes a big deal out of her table when she sets it nice. It’s like they expect me to be trashier or something and um sorry but no.

Ah well, I should probably go, hubby is playing D&D with his buddies downstairs which means I can’t go watch the living room TV and work my puzzle on the coffee table. 🙁 I’ll have to see if I can figure out a way to set it up in the bedroom so that I can work on it. 🙂