Saturday, June 21, 2008

I Love You . . . then I Hate You . . .


Pepper is now 8 months old. She is still very much a puppy and chews on everything in sight. Our yard is a mess most days because she's always bringing her "treasures" to the deck and front yard. I have had to re-pot many flowers and plants this spring due to her extra-curious nature. She's actually destroyed about $20.00 worth of plants that I've purchased or that have been given to me as gifts. I'm not impressed.

Each morning Pepper greets me by jumping all over me with her dirty paws. She is relentless until I start playing "ball" with her. Eventually she calms down, but I usually carry a mop pole with me to ward her off. She also has an extreme hatred towards Alaska (our mother dog), and tries to pick a fight with her whenever possible. She bothers the boys too, but not as much as she does me. She rarely ever jumps on Wayne. I'm the one that feeds and waters her and I'm the one that gets the most abuse. Go figure.

I've been this close to asking Wayne to have her go bye-bye, simply because of her destructiveness and aggressiveness towards me. She's not like this constantly, but until I give her the undivided attention she wants from me (at 6:00 a.m. each morning . . . ) she pesters me; and I'm getting tired of it.

However, in all of this contemplation about whether or not she's a good fit for us or not, she's definitely been earning some bonus points with me in the area of rodent control. In the last week, this is what she's decided our world is better without:

1. Two mice;
2. A gopher;
3. A rat;
4. A magpie;
5. A porcupine (Last night at 4:00 a.m. she barked frantically and growled relentlessly outside our bedroom window until Wayne got out of bed and took his gun with him. He was able to kill the porcupine, which was only about 20 feet from our house. Pepper had the good sense to only bark at it, but not attack, which our past dogs didn't get, which resulted in them with a mouthful of porcupine quills).
6. A minimum of 2 skunks (she's been sprayed, but at least she's keeping them from getting near the house).
7. Many other creatures that I probably don't even realize exist in our yard at night.

If you know anything about my absolute hatred and disgust towards mice and rats, you will understand fully why I want to keep her. A dog that catches mice and rats can stay. She's doing better than the cats in that department.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Dull Candle

http://craighuggart.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/07/28/candleburningatbothends.jpg

"People who burn the candle at both ends
aren't as bright as they think they are."



This quote describes me perfectly.

I wish I could clone myself.


Monday, June 16, 2008

Powder Puffs for Sale!

It's been ages since I promised pictures of my beloved puppies. Here are the pictures that I'm using for my on-line advertisements. I've found homes for two pups . . . I just need to sell two more. These pups are Divex and Diesel. Enjoy.



Wednesday, June 11, 2008

I Should Be Used to This By Now



On Tuesday, June 3rd, I inquired as to my employment status for the fall (since my position was just temporary until the end of June 2008), and I was told by my supervisors that yes, I would continue on as my student's Educational Associate in fall.

Two days later, the Principal of our school informed me that as much as he's "praying" (yes, he actually used that word) that I'll be working at the school in fall, there have been some staff cut-backs and he's not sure what that means for our school in particular. So, I now wait. I wait in anticipation and hope; but I also wait in fear that my position may no longer exist come September . . . which leaves me uncertain about what to do in fall and how we will manage without my income.

I really do not enjoy these "tests" of faith. While I have grown in this area in the past year, I still struggle. I love my job and I finally feel like I'm working where I can make a difference in the lives of people . . . in the lives of children . . . in the lives of our "future" so-to-speak. I have never been in a job where I've grown as much as I have in the past three months. My teaching abilities have been able to emerge . . . I honestly didn't know I had it in me. But I'm doing it; and I love it.

While the entire school is counting down the days until summer holidays, I join them in the anticipation of having some time off from school, but I'm really going to miss what I do each day.

In addition to all the other things I've been seeking prayer for either here or on my other blog, may I please add my employment status to the list of prayer requests? I honestly thought that by now the administration would have an answer for me regarding my future, but I've heard nothing yet--and the Principal told me he'd let me know ASAP.

I'm not good at waiting.

Friday, June 6, 2008

NEW POST ON My Life is RADical

For those of you who have access to my private blog, My Life is RADical, I've just posted on recent events in my life pertaining to being the step-mom of a child with Reactive Attachment Disorder.

If you are not an approved reader of that blog, please either leave me a comment after this post or send me an e-mail and I can get you set up.

Some of my former readers of that blog inform me that their invitation has "expired." If you find that is the case with you, let me know in the comments section and I'll try to remedy the problem.

Thursday, June 5, 2008

My Last Seven-Year-Old

Then
and
Now



Today my baby turned 7 years old at 6:07 a.m. I've been re-living my near-horrifying and completely surreal 53 minute labour and delivery (yes . . . I woke up at 5:14 a.m. and felt a cramp . . . at about 5:50 a.m. my water broke and Ty was delivered by my mom and husband at 6:07 a.m. in our bathroom). For full details, visit this post from the past.

It's hard to believe that so much time has passed since his expeditious arrival into this world.

Ty is an amazing kid and I love him so much!!!




Monday, June 2, 2008

Mighty to Save

Mighty to save

Everyone needs compassion
A love that's never failing
Let mercy fall on me

Everyone needs forgiveness

A kindness of a Saviour

The hope of nations

Saviour
He can move the mountains
My God is Mighty to save

He is Mighty to save
Forever
Author of salvation
He rose and conquered the grave

Jesus conquered the grave

So take me as You find me

All my fears and failures

Fill my life again
I give my life to follow
Everything I believe in

Now I surrender
Shine your light
and let the whole world see

We're singing
for the glory of the risen King...Jesus


I HAVE NOT HAD A GOOD LAST FEW WEEKS IN ONE PARTICULAR AREA OF MY LIFE . . . FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO HAVE ACCESS TO MY PRIVATE BLOG, My Life is RADical, I'LL BE POSTING THERE ABOUT SOME PRETTY SERIOUS STUFF THAT'S BEEN GOING ON IN MY STEPSON'S LIFE AS OF LATE. I'M NOT SURE WHEN I'LL HAVE ENOUGH TIME TO WRITE A POST TO EXPLAIN EVERYTHING GOING ON, BUT I'LL MAKE AN ATTEMPT LATER THIS WEEK--IF YOU THINK OF OUR FAMILY, AND MY STEPSON IN PARTICULAR, PLEASE PRAY FOR US.

THE ABOVE LYRICS TO THE SONG, 'MIGHTY TO SAVE' BY HILLSONG, HAVE REALLY BEEN SPEAKING TO ME THROUGH MY DESPAIR. I'M CLINGING TO MY ROCK . . .