AGH! GAH!

Not actually a baby talk post. This is my complete and utter frustration at NOT being able to figure out how to put put the Google Analytics tracking code into the header and/or footer of my blog.

SO!

I figured out that WordPress doesn’t like to allow plug-ins on their hosted sites. Makes sense, I guess. But I DID purchase my own domain, my own storage and so on and so forth. So I thought, download the software we’ll be ripping and roaring, right? Uh. Wrong. Turns out I remember absolutely ZERO about code. Wheeee! I am lost. I have all kinds of nonsense on my hard drive now. Where are my nerdy coding friends when I need ’em?

So I open my website with the “new” WordPress, i.e. the one on my hard drive and it’s totally and completely blank. WTF? 50 posts down the tube? Really what? This makes NO SENSE. NO SENSE to me. And now I’m out of time.

We have to go to Sean’s grandmother’s 91st birthday in about an hour and I’m so not dressed and ready to go. And because I’m totally obsessive. This is all I will think about today. Happy Birthday Grandma…my SQL server, what?

One of those days where I’m asking myself. Why the hell did I leave blogger? I like their drag/drop code adjustment. Eff. Eff. Eff.

My offer still stands. If someone I know wants to help me out with this I can help you out with some Starbucks coffee. Because coffee and programmers go hand in hand. Am I right?

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Squish My Face

Being a dog this pretty? Hard work.

This is my original baby – Pandora. She turned three in November. She and I? We have been through a lot together. She hasn’t always been the picture of perfection that you see here…oh boy, no! In light of recent events I have had to remind Sean daily, that no dog is perfect. Pandora included.

I did “adopt” Pandora as a 5 month old puppy. Originally the breeder had wanted to keep her at the kennel to breed because she’s so damn near perfect. But then it turned out Pan had this thing called entropian on her eyes which means the eyelashes grow inwards, scratching the cornea and if left untreated can cause blindness! Bad news for the breeder, great news for me. Pandora had her surgery and came home with me, five days later.

Let’s see…Pan hated her crate, she cried and cried and then cried some more. When she wasn’t crying about being in her kennel at night or when I was at work. She would chew on the cage until she wore the enamel off her bottom canines (great work Pancakes!). A short while after Pandora moved in with my boyfriend, the boyfriend and I broke up. So suddenly I was stuck trying to find an apartment with a dog. No small feat in the rental world. Luckily, with the help of some voodoo magic of a friend, I found a place that was perfectly willing to let my sweet puppy move in.

The day we move in? Despite having been for TWO WALKS, Pandora crapped on the floor. In my bedroom. Why she couldn’t have picked my roommates’ room, the hallway or living room I won’t know. But I saw her do the tell tale squat, and in case you have never been “fortunate” enough to interrupt a dog’s poo, let me save you the trouble and a stinky mess. Just let them poop! Pan freaked out, jumped backwards into a fresh pile and then jumped all over me, thinking it was a game. Awesome dog. Just awesome. Luckily for her, we had ensuite laundry and I threw my jeans in ASAP. The only problem was, oh me? I’m not wearing pants. Thankfully I had put on a GIANT scarf and was able to wrap it around myself as a skirt. Crisis averted.

When we officially moved in. There was again, much protest over the kennel. One day I came home from work and the house reeked, but my roommate and I couldn’t find a mess anywhere. What we did find? A happy Pandora, sitting on my bed with a grin on her face, and a collapsed kennel in the middle of my bedroom floor. About fifteen minutes of searching and I found Pan’s present in the back of my closet. Smeared on the wall. I still have NO IDEA how she did that. Ew. Gross. Moving on.

Pretty well from that incident forward, Pandora was not kenneled ever. AT ALL. And for the most part she was a much better behaved dog. I am of the mindset that there are very few bad dogs – just bad owners. And if she did chew something? My fault because I left it in her reach. Or sure, I lost COUNTLESS bottles of lotion, tubes of chapstick, pens, combs, brushes and pretty well anything with plastic handles – but she was basically a very well behaved dog.

Until that one night. Oh you know the night I’m sure. The one where it’s freezing cold, you don’t have a car, your roommate is gone, and you are flat-ass-broke. Yeah. That night. Pandora decided to jump up to “sniff” the cold medicine on the counter (in it’s package). She knocked the packet off the counter and managed to get two gel caps out of their foil wrappers. How, I will never know. The next forty-five minutes, the most frantic of my life. I had ZERO money (or a credit card) to take her to the emerg clinic and I had a sneaking suspicion (Google confirmed it) that they were just going to make my dog vomit and send me home. So I did what any broke ass crazy person would do. I ran about three blocks to the drugstore. Spent my last $9 (all the while praying I wouldn’t bounce any cheques or auto-debits) on a baby syringe and hydrogen peroxide. As it turns out, hydrogen peroxide makes doggies puke, nothing stays in their system, so it’s extremely effective at getting naughty dogs to puke up bad things. I dosed Pandora, fed her bread, gave her a walk and she puked. AND WAS 100% FINE. She had no idea of the complete and utter crazy woman panic she threw me into, mere moments before.

Big jerk.

Now. At three she is very nearly perfect. The only time she gets all crazy is when we are at the D-O-G-P-A-R-K (yep, she might be listening I have to spell it). And that is fine with me, it’s like the insane asylum for dogs. Instead of little pills and white jackets? There are pee-puddles and doggy butts to her heart’s content.

I just make it look easy.

And those things? They make her happy, happy, happy.

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Crafty Thursday – Necklscarf

I can’t take credit for this project. Megan and Jamie made them first. And I do believe that they found the tutorials here, and here.

Moral of the story? Whomever the idea belongs to? It’s a great one. STEAL IT!

As I was crafting this morning the ladies and I were tweeting back and forth – apparently there is some variation on the interpretation of said tutorials. Some people got one really big loop (and I’m too dumb to figure out how) and others got the multiple strands/loops, like I did, and knotted them at the top. Either way you figure out how to do this project. It’s easy, super cute and a great way to recycle those ratty old t-shirts.

My one piece of advice? Definitely use a men’s size large or extra-large t-shirt so you can maximize your loop size. I did my first scarf with a men’s size medium and this is what I came up with: pretty and warm, but without the long draping effect that I was going for. I suppose if you want this scarf for your toddler (because hipster toddlers – more adorable than overrated), it’s perfect.

Step one:

Step 1) Find old shirt to make something beautiful out of!


Note: Make sure your t-shirt isn’t ribbed and doesn’t have side seams, they don’t work!

Step two:

Cut your t-shirt into 1" wide strips.


Note: Cut the hem off the bottom of your t-shirt, set aside. Continue cutting 1″ strips until you reach the armpits, then stop!

Step three:

Isn’t pictured because I couldn’t take a photo of myself doing it! Gently pull the t-shirt strips until the edges curl in. Pretty, pretty.

Steph four:

Pretty little necklscarf!


Use the hem piece (waste not want not!) to secure your loops. You can wrap or knot, do whatever your little heart desires. The basic idea is you don’t want your loops a flippy-floppin too much.

Step five:

SHORTY necklscarf!


Wear your necklscarf proudly.

Pretty, pretty (not so much camera this time).


Be sure to take a few pictures and let me know how it turned out!

(sorry ’bout the weird spacing – WP is being funny today)

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Kitchen Love – Etsy Favourites Wednesday

I had a blast making a list for Wendy at A Couple More Hours last week, so I thought I would do it again this week!

Inspired by my latest escapade in the kitchen – why not focus on the kitchen? I eat at least five times a day for goodness sake! I am in this space a lot. Is there any good reason why the kitchen shouldn’t be as nice as any other place in my house? I couldn’t think of any good excuses. So here we go!

Love the look - and the food philosophy.

I love the look of reclaimed materials like this metal sign. And my kitchen philosophy? Food should always be fresh for it to taste the best! Say no to canned goods!

bright patterns in small doses!

I love these patterned napkins. And since 90% of my household items are more subdued, natural colours? These little spots ‘o’ colour help liven things up a bit.

Naturally feminine.

This is just plain old beautiful; I have never seen a table runner with so much texture!

Gorgeous "brown bag".

Just because you don’t eat in your home, doesn’t mean you shouldn’t have fun with it. Check out this awesome lunch bag.

The pie better be as delicious as the plate is pretty!

Handmade pie plates! I love the vibrant colours almost as much as I like pie, almost.

Regular plates are boring!

These trays are pretty sweet. They would be awesome for entertaining (just make sure that the material is safe for food before you use them)!

Who are your favourite sellers on Etsy?

Be sure to check out Wendy‘s list, as she does this every Wednesday. I won’t!😉

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“I double dog dare you.” – thecorbettkid

This morning was one of those strangely productive days. The stars align. Lady luck is singing your tune. Your baby is pleased to sit in a swing, or nap, or babble incoherently at the dog.

Yes, my friends. I HAD THAT DAY.

By 9:30am my dinner was slow cooking its way to awesome. Feeling rather smug, I decided to Tweet about it. I had finished supper prep, had a sleeping baby and kept thinking, “Jeeebus, homemade perogies would be really tasty with those cabbage rolls.” I was flirting with the idea of checking out a recipe online. Knowing full well I had a stocked pantry. So I tweeted, “I have everything. Dare I try and make perogies.” To which one of my friends Erin says, “I double dog dare you. Which means you HAVE to. And take a picture and send to [it] to me.”

Cabbage rolls were pushing it. Perogies? Well, that was tempting fate. Never one to back down from a challenge. I made perogies, and dammit. They were delicious.

Here’s your food porn Erin – and seriously, if you’re ever in Alberta? I will recreate this dinner and we can have deep fried pickles for dessert. Kay?

Perogy dough in the round!

White cheddar and potato filling.

Dough rounds and blobs of potato - don't I make it sound sexy?

My rolling pin - now that IS sexy.

The finished product - prior to being frozen and cooked.

After that? You’ll either want to make them yourself (which I recommend) or you will want to come to my house for supper (which I also recommend). Here’s the details, kids:

Ingredients! Ingredients!
For the dough:

4 1/2 cups flour
2 teaspoons salt
2 tablespoons butter, melted
2 cups sour cream
2 eggs
1 egg yolk
2 tablespoons vegetable oil

For the filling:
8 baking potatoes, peeled and cubed*
1 cup shredded cheddar cheese (I used an aged white cheddar)
onion powder, to taste
salt and pepper, to taste

1. Mix your flour and your salt in a good sized bowl. Mix your sour cream, butter, eggs and oil in a smaller bowl (I used the half empty sour cream container!). Add your wet ingredients to your dry ingredients, mix well. If your dough is too dry, add a splash of milk until you have a nice moist and slightly sticky dough. Cover with a towel for about 10-15 minutes (or until your filling is done).

2. Boil and mash your potatoes. Add the cheese while your potato filling is still hot. Season to taste. I used onion powder, salt and pepper. You could use bacon pieces, diced onion and/or garlic. The choices are endless.

3. On a lightly floured surface, roll out half of your dough (cover the other half in the bowl). Use a cookie cutter or medium sized glass to cut out rounds of dough. Working quickly so your dough doesn’t dry out – drop teaspoon (or smaller) sized bites of potato filling in the center of each round. Wet the edges of one half of the round. Fold your round in half and press together. Seal them good, otherwise your potato goodness will leak out when you boil them!

4. Freeze your perogies in single layers BEFORE you put them in a ziplock (assuming you aren’t going to eat all 60 perogies in one go). I left mine for a few hours, but I’m sure they’d be good to go into a ziplock in about 40 minutes to an hour. If you’re going to use them right away, you still need to freeze them for about an hour so they don’t explode and/or become soggy in the boiling water.

5. To cook: drop them in boiling water. When they are cooked through they will float. Magic! It takes between 8-10 minutes. You can eat them now or you can pop them in a pan for a good golden fry. Whichever you decide, make sure you eat them topped with bacon, onions and sour cream.

*use small/medium sized potatoes or you will be eating a lot of leftover filling – not necessarily a bad thing.

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Two Months Old

I’ve been wanting to write this post all day long, but my daughter wouldn’t allow it – and now? I’m too tired to be witty or eloquent.

My daughter’s accomplishments include nursing 24 hours a day, rolling from her back to her side (usually the one closest to my boob), taking ridiculously short naps, being held, being bounced and crying if any of the above combination of things aren’t being done to her liking.

Almost a laugh, almost.

Oh and she’s growing cuter by the second.

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Yoshi – a fond farewell. December 24, 2009 – February 24, 2011

Those big brown eyes, always hoping he could love and trust again.

Sometimes Dr. Jekyll, but usually Mr. Hyde. We loved him, regardless of who he was.

Hanging with Pandora: my love-hate-mate.

Never perfectly behaved; always perfectly handsome.

Note: I know there are many who do not agree with euthanizing seemingly healthy dogs. I am one of those people; however, after many discussions, Sean, myself and our veterinarian agreed that this very difficult choice was, in fact, the best for our beautiful pup. We think Yoshi may have suffered from a mental disorder, on top of being abused early in his life, making medication for the rest of his life a less than desirable (or guaranteed safe) route. We chose in our minds, the most humane route for our boy. We spent the last hour playing hard and taking lots of pictures. His last moments were with us, stroking his ears and kissing his face – something we never got to do until his last precious breaths on earth. I don’t regret, for one moment taking this high needs dog into my home. I don’t begrudge the bites, the scuffles and the chewed up items. I am happy that we were able to open our hearts and our home to Yoshi, we gave him a better a life – a chance to be a dog, if even just for 8 months. Totally worth it.

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