Saturday, July 26, 2008
The Dog-gone Days of Summer
I find myself doing much and yet blogging little.
This yeller feller is partially to blame.
How could I have internalized how much having a puppy would throw my life into utter chaos?
All major projects are slowed to a crawl. My life is divided into the short segments between naps, walks, training sessions, and clean up. I really want to be a good dog person with a really good dog, but I find the lack of sleep and concentration are really wearing me down, more than I am comfortable with, and my family has left the care and training so largely up to me that I am resentful. ( Of them, and their ability to blow it off... not the cute poocher.) It is so much like having a sharp toothed toddler, that it takes my breath away.
And yes there are great things about this new addition. He is silly, very eager to please (when the mood strikes) , he snuggles like a champ, the deer in the garden are not the problem they were, I have an anytime I want walk partner, who only need a few more months of leash training... and puppy breath is pretty sweet.
In truth, it feels like my life is no longer my own.
But, I have still been able to get my kid to animation classes far from home for 3 weeks,
put up 26 jars of Olallieberry Jam, pick and freeze 3 quarts of wild blackberries, make and freeze pies.
And I was able to make and un-make 14 potholders. (Yes.. I had to disassemble my potholders because Poly Batting is Not Good For Potholders. In fact, it almost conducts the heat. And I had hand quilted 7 of them.... ARRRGH!
But at least I found out now and saved my loved ones from scalded digits.)
And I found time to break my fancy camera's lens.
And yesterday I finally prioritized some selfish sewing and tried to make a shirt from this Adorable Japanese Craft Book... and it is AWFUL. which is perfect since I made no muslin and used instead my expensive linen. What a doofus. I think the pattern is fine.. I'm just not doing great with the lack of English instructions, limited brain power and my not tiny petite Japanese body.
I also totally yelled at my kid, multiple times. And am making him learn too cook, because I said to find himself something to make for dinner and he chose 3 pieces of toast... then asked for ice cream.
I need to regroup.
Time to breathe deep... and look at the pretty flowers:
Oh.. look! It's time to walk the dog again!
Dude, good thing you're so cute!