phrase of the week

Dogs are hairy. Therefore, they shed. Check out what Shaun did to our furry Baxter. I'm having mixed feelings about it. His fluff ball appearance is so lovable. Then again, having his hair everywhere is gross and annoying.

BEFORE

Notice the way Max can hold on to his fluffy mane.

AFTER

Seriously? He looks like a sick cat or something. It's worse in person. He looks like he lost 40 pounds. Not to mention totally emasculated. You can tell he's not fond of his new hair due.

Even the tail. That nice bushy tail. gone.

Shaun also shaved Boston. He looks fine. He's stocky with thick muscle, and had short hair anyway.

Poor Baxter. The good thing for him is now Max can't get a nice fist full of hair and pull. Which he likes to do.

His hair will grow back, so for now, I will enjoy the lack of hair everywhere. Then he can be our fluff ball again, and then, when we're sick of hair, he'll be shaved again.

We came up with a nickname for Baxter's new alter-ego, Mr. bigglesworth. That's what Shaun's been calling him because I told him he looks like a sick cat. So he thought of the cat from Austin Powers.

So, the phrase of the week is...... Mr. bigglesworth. My poor Mr. bigglesworth. I think I need to come up with a new nickname. How humiliating for a dog to be nicknamed after a cat!

Any suggestions for a nickname? ;)

Phrase of the week

This is Max's swim/summer hair. Because he's so fair. I rub sunscreen all over his head. It's like a strong gel. It makes his hair stick straight up. I love it.

We call him...........

Billy Idol

Whenever Shaun sees Max with this hair due. He'll sing, (with the added 80's fist pump) "with a rebel yell, she cried more, more, more." OR, "It's a nice day for a white wedding."

The phrase of the week, or phrase of the summer, are these two Billy Idol songs, OR swim/summer hair. Whenever I put sunscreen in Max's hair. Those two songs come into my head. With the added 80's fist pump and all. Thanks Shaun (sarcastically) ;)

I hope Billy is NO idol for Max.

flower beds/phrase of the week

Shaun put together some flower boxes to go below our front windows. I love them! It's been such a joy to water the flowers everyday. I didn't know I would enjoy doing this so much. It's so rewarding to see new flowers bloom over and over again. Sometimes it feels like a whole new planter box with the new blooms that come and go. We've had them for about 3 months now. I'm worried about them for the summer. It will be sad to see them wither from the scorching sun. *sigh*

In our front flower garden. We have these 3 bushes that bloom annually. They started to get really bushy and over grown. I have been plucking the flowers and trimming with my hands.

One day I was at the Hobby Lobby and saw these adorable flower shears. I bought them.

I'm blaming them for what I'm about to tell you. I don't know what happen. Maybe the sun was too hot. Maybe I was just so excited to use my new shears. Maybe it's because I'm not a very patient person.

I started to trim the overly grown bushes. There's 3 of them. For some reason I must have had an issue with the middle one. I started to trim and just kept cutting and cutting. Even accidentally trimming the perfectly fine areas. There was a whole lot of dead branches under neath. In my attempt to get at them I would end up cutting big chucks of bushy leaves off. It all just become a blur!

This is where the phrase of the week comes in, "the bonsai tree." I had completely butchered this poor bush. When Shaun came home he asked me, "What happen to the bush?" I threw my hands up in the air and had to hang my head in shame. "I have no idea what happened! It all happened so fast!" We both had to laugh. The bush looked ridiculous! Shaun started to call it the Bonsai tree.

I'm happy to say that the bush has recovered nicely. Thank goodness. It was looking grim for awhile.

phrase of the week

When Shaun was working at Fidelity investments in New Hampshire. He had a Chinese women with a thick accent, who would call about her investments. She was a funny lady. One day she started telling Shaun about the people she worked for and then she said with a feisty attitude and thick Chinese accent, "What do they think I am? Cheap Chinese labor!....I don't think so!!"

Shaun and I have adopted this phrase. Every now and again we'll say it. Like the other day when Shaun asked me to do something for him. I turned to him and in my best Chinese accent I said, "Cheap Chinese labor!......I DON'T THINK SO!"

It makes us laugh every time. :)

Phrase of the week

Why did the chicken cross the road? In my case, It's why did the chicken have to cross into my back yard? Do you see where I'm going with this? Let me help you. The phrase of the week is, The baby face killer. That's right, My sweet baby face Golden Retriever Baxter strikes again. He has earned his nickname.....again.

He killed a cat once in our backyard. So Shaun and I gave him the nickname of baby face killer. You would think this kind of behavior would come from my Lab Boston. No! It's my sweet looking fluff ball Baxter. Who loves anybody and everybody. Loyal to all that will pet him.

I was horrified to find Baxter in the back yard with my neighbors chicken in his mouth. Running around the yard. So proud of himself. Tail wagging at it's fastest. Then me with my mouth opened wide and my eyes probably opened even wider. Horrified!!

I had to go tell my neighbor that one of the chicken's got out and made it into our backyard. The arena of death. If you're a chicken or cat. I felt SO bad!!! Poor chicken never had a chance. My neighbor was really nice about it. I told her it was a black one. She said she hoped it was Darth Vader! haha! What a fun name for a chicken. Because Darth Vader doesn't give her eggs. I guess Darth Vader couldn't with stand "the force" aka....Baxter.

Boston probably could care less about it and would leave it alone. Baxter on the other hand wants to play. It's not like he rips it up or anything. He just kills it and runs around the yard with it in his mouth. Like a trophy. Gross!!

Maybe, He's been watching this other Golden Retriever and wanted to make us something special for dinner?

Maybe the Chick-fil-A cow would be proud of Baxter. I on the other hand, Am horrified.

Phrase of the week

While my parents were here visiting. My dad kept singing this song. Think Kit-Kat.

Give me a Max,

Give me a Max,

Break me off a piece of that Maximus plus.

So now, I can't get this song out of my head. It's stuck there. I've been singing it to Max since my parents left. Maybe it will remind Max of his grandparents. :)

I texted my dad the song and told him I can't stop singing it. He said he can't get that song out of his head either. :) It's become quite popular. At least, in my head. Maybe it will get stuck in yours?

phrase of the week

The Mom-in-ater. This is when you decide to be really silly with your child. Running and jumping on the bed. Tickling your child who is on the bed and saying, "watch out for the Mom-in-ater!" Then steam rolling him (not squishing him completely. ;) Then enjoying the ever so loved giggles.
I've been turning into the Mom-in-ater quite a bit lately. It's super fun to chase Max saying, "Look out for the Mom-in-ater." It turns out that Max gets quite a kick out of the Mom-in-ater. Resulting in lots of giggles from Max AND me....aka.....Mom-in-ater. :)

Phrase of the week

Sometimes, After Shaun has exhausted all his efforts to feed Max, Or to get him to go to sleep. I've rescued him and Max will guzzle down the food right away, Or I'm able to get him to sleep easily.
So, The other day after an attempt by Shaun to feed Max a bottle before he went to bed. With no success. I took Max and he begun drinking the milk right away. With no problems.
"What are you? The Max whisperer." Said Shaun. I burst out laughing. The Max whisperer! Not the horse whisperer, Not the dog whisperer, But..........The Max whisperer!
Shaun is an amazing daddy. But, I guess sometimes you just need the Max whisperer. :)

All though, As of late, Even the Max whisperer is having trouble! Now what are we going to do? ;)

The phrase of the week..................The Max whisperer.

Phrase of the week

This past week. I found myself saying, "When will you be coming home?" To Shaun a lot. Shaun has started his Masters program. It's a 3 year program in counseling. This last week Shaun has been working on a group project. He was meeting with his group almost every night. One night he didn't get home until 1:00am. They gave their presentation on Tuesday. I'm glad it's over. And Shaun is really glad it's over. Graduate programs are a lot of work.
I tease him that I might just be his first costumer after all this. I might need some counseling.
I'm really impressed with Shaun and his ability to do all this with such a great attitude. Because as for myself, I'm a stress case. So I would not be handling things as well as he does.
Shaun has been working 50 hours a week plus the immense amount of work for his masters.
And be a husband and father. He does all of this really well. I'm amazed at how well he's been able to juggle all this. Again, If it were me, I would be a mess with stress!
I do love to hear about the things he's learning. It's all really interesting. I think Shaun would be an outstanding counselor. He really is a great listener with a lot of wisdom and empathy. I hope the work doesn't get to be too much. Or be to emotionally draining. Some of the case studies are really had to hear. We defiantly live in a fallen world. But, As Shaun and I like to say, "At least your trying to help and do something to help mend things."
So the phrase of the week is, "When will you be coming home?"

Phrase of the week

So my phrase of the week is falling behind. I might just have to call it phrase of the whenever I can get to it.
Do you recognize the image to the left. It's Goldie Hawn in the movie Overboard. I love this movie! It's a classic.
In the movie Goldie Hawn's charactor yells to her butler, "Andrew, Are you going to bring me a lemon or do I have to squeeze it from my hat?."
So Shaun and I have adopted this phrase.
This week I got in the tub! I use to love the tub and spend hours in it reading. That does not happen anymore. Wonder why?
Anyway, I had to get in the tub because a girls got to shave her legs sometime.
When I got in the tub I started to get really thirsty. I get it quite steaming in there so I won't get razor burn.
I asked Shaun if he could bring me a glass of water.
Time goes by and it looks like Shaun has forgotten my request. So in my best impersonation of Goldie Hawn's character I yelled, "Shaun are you going to bring me some water or do I have to squeeze it from my hat?."
I did get the water and I even got a chuckle from Shaun. :)

PHRASE OF THE WEEK

I decided I would start a PHRASE OF THE WEEK post. Every week I'll post a phrase that Shaun and I use, That comes up during the week.
Shaun and I have a lot of jokes and phrases we use. We seem to always be coming up with new words or phrases.
This week are new phrase is "Mommy Crush." Shaun came up with this one. He says that Max has a Mommy crush. I LOVE IT!! I think it's so cute.
I love that Max has a Mommy Crush. It makes me feel appreciated. :) I love that he gets so excited to see me and wants to be with me. MOMMY CRUSH!! Too funny!! It also seems to work out because I have a baby crush. :)