Granny & Nannie

It's funny how I can miss someone that I've never met so much that my heart hurts. God decided that He would take my Granny a year before I was born, so I never got to meet her. Oh how I would give anything to meet the woman that raised my mother-the best woman in the world. I've heard stories about her and for some reason, every time I picture her in my head I imagine her standing in the kitchen, with an apron on, cooking.
Today I went down to my Nannie's house. Technically, she's Morgan's Nannie, but she feels like she's been my Nannie my entire life. So she's "my Nannie." Well I went down there to discuss Dancing With the Stars from this past Tuesday night and to make sure her heart was still beating after the results...there's a whole other story here-that's funny-but I'm not allowed to go into it. Anyway, I walked into her kitchen and there was Nannie standing at her 40+ year old oven/stove mixing some icing for a cake she had just made. On the counter there was also a Pineapple Pie she had also made. Her house smelt heavenly and the sight of her standing there baking was like a little piece of Heaven on earth for me. When she was done putting the icing on the cake she gave me the pan and spoon to lick. :-) We had small talk and when I was leaving she told me how much she loves me coming down and talking with her and I told her that I loved coming down there, too.
It didn't hit me until I was leaving and driving down her driveway and tears started streaming down my face how much she makes me miss my Granny, a lady I never got to meet but love so much. So to you God, even though you took my Granny away from this earth before I was born...Thank You so much for blessing me with sweet Nannie!!! By the way, if you are ever around my mom and my Nannie you will notice how they tend to gravitate towards each other. They both adore each other and this makes my heart happy!!!

***In the picture above, Nannie is the lady in the middle. Her sister & her daughter are also in the picture.***

Hooptie Blue...You give me the Blues!!

I have a whole new appreciation for my Honda Accord! WOW! As thankful I am that my car is fixed, this is what I was STUCK in the past few days...

HOOPTIE BLUE-I named it this because it felt like I was riding in a big ole box and it was blue. No, this is not the actual picture of the rental car.

No offense to anyone who drives this or a minivan. This car is like a mini minivan. Even has the sliding doors to go with it. UGH!!! Kill me now!! One of my besties said, "It's kinda cute." As I'm dying of humiliation. I offered to switch and drive her Lexus until my car was fixed and she could drive this, but funny how she didn't take me up on it, lol. Today when I got in my car I litterally hugged the stearing wheel. Back on the day I got this car as a rental I practically begged the guy for another car, but he said this was all they had. Actually, he offered me the silver one sitting right next to it and in hindsight I should've taken him up on it because it had Misouri license plates. That way if anyone thought they saw me out on the roads in this car they would think to themselves, "No, that couldn't have been Laura. She's not from Misouri." I still don't believe him, but I wasn't going to argue considering it was free to me. Rental cars could at least come with tinted windows to help us save some dignity. After a few hours, I discovered that it has the type of engine where you can switch it to where it's like a manual, but without the clutch. Jackpot! This was the only thing that made this car tolerable. Boy was I hot ridin' around, lookin' like a bullet shootin' down 121. LOL! The thought of this makes me laugh. Anyway, it is a "nice" car if you like the feel of a minivan and the engine is nice...just not my style. So in a strange weird way I am kind of glad I was stuck in this car for a few days because it gave me a great new appreciation for my Honda...something that I might not of had without this lovely experience.

Thunder Conversation

Tonight on the way to dinner I was telling Morgan how loud the thunder was this morning at the house. How it was literally shaking the walls of our home. This was the conversation that followed...

Me: "Morgan, what causes thunder?" (I'm dead serious!)
Morgan: "God moving his furniture around."
Me: I give him a look like, "Seriously!!!"
Morgan: He then shakes his head "yes" and has this look in his eyes like he's being 100% serious.
Me: I look away-slightly annoyed.
Morgan: "And when it rains it means God is peeing and when there's a tornado it means that God just flushed the toilet."
Me: I give him a look like he's crazzzy and start laughing.

GOTTA LOVE BOYS!!!
...and i still don't know exactly what causes thunder.

Love Me Some Halloween

I absolutely looove Halloween!! Not sure why?? I think it has a lot to do with the weather. It seems to be the time when the weather is changing to cool, leaves are turning colors, football games, the beginning smells of fire places/campfires, etc. But also, how can you resist those adorable little kids in costumes!! I really wish we lived where we had tons of kids that came knocking on our door saying, "trick-or-treat."

Today I was lucky enough to be cancelled from work. Most people would worry when they got a 5 am phone call, but not us nurses. We know nothing but good news is on the other end! I was especially happy because last night when Morgan realized I was scheduled to work today and said in the saddest voice ever with the saddest face, "But I thought we were going to get to spend the day together tomorrow!" I was bummed, too. Feels like we haven't really had much "Morgan and Laura" time lately and plus, it was Halloween! BUT...I got the day off and we had a great day. Told him that all I wanted to do was go to lunch, go get my first Cinnamon Dulce Latte of the season (I had a Starbucks gift card from a baby shower I went to-I won the "baby" game-shocker, I know.), and then hunt down a pumpkin for us to carve. Well apparently my procrastination almost bit me in the butt this year. I mean, what were we thinking??? Being able to find a pumpkin in McKinney was near impossible. Actually, it was impossible. Saw many in the yards of homes and sitting by the door of businesses that were obviously not being used to their full potential-thus making me really want to be a pumpkin thief-but I didn't. Morgan then remembered a little pumpkin patch in Princeton, thank goodness!! So home we went with our lovely pumpkin! Please excuse the pictures below, totally forgot to put on makeup. :-(


Me with my lovely pumpkin. No Judging! It was the best that us procrastinators could find!!

Seriously, I hate this part!! I hate the slimy mess. I know some people love it, but not me.

This is kind of like torture for me.

Morgan helping me out...no, this is not our house in the background. HAHA! Just a really old, cool lookin' barn.

I have "Pumpkin Wounds." Hard to see, but my fingers were bruised from all the scraping I did.

Time for carving. I drew the face on and then Morgan went to carving it out.

He told me I needed to help, but then he quickly took the knife from me after saying that I scared him with the knife. I obviously wasn't holding it to his liking. ; )

Here's our pumpkin baby...only its mama and its daddy could love this face!!

Sorry, had to put one on here with me looking half way decent after posting those other pics.

And here she is!! Happy Halloween Everyone!!!

Adorable Morgan

If my memory is correct, tomorrow will be 4 years from when the cutest, sweetest guy with pretty blue eyes showed up on my doorstep for a first "blind" date. I hear people that have been together for a long time say, "I just couldn't imagine loving him/her more, but then they do something that makes me love him/her even more." Morgan constantly makes me laugh with things he says and does. Very, and I mean VERY, few people get to see this side of him. When he's around a bunch of people he kind of pulls back into his shell and is more shy. When it's just family or really REALLY close friends, then he's 100% himself. I wish everyone got to see this side of him because it's just so adorable.

Last night was one of those nights that made me just love my country boy even more! It's probably going to be one of those things where you had to be there to think it's as funny/cute as me, but I will share it anyway. Mainly because when I look back, I don't want to forget this memory. I'm semi obsessed with the game Minesweeper. For those that don't know what this is, it's where you click on a square and it will show a number-if you're lucky to not hit a bomb. The number represents how many bombs are around it and then you flag where you think/know where the bombs are. The goal is to complete the board without bombing the whole thing up. Morgan has watched me play this game several times, but yet he won't let me explain it to him. Which, of course, he bombs the board almost immediately. He's a very smart man, just doesn't want to listen me...imagine that, lol. So last night we were laying in bed and I was watching one of my shows that he was obviously not into. He grabbed the computer and I didn't pay attention for a while to what he was doing. Well I look over and he has the entire board flagged with one big design that had his initial in the middle of it. Oh my, I busted out laughing so hard!! Looooove his creativity!!! I just fell in love with his cuteness all over again lat night!!! I'm soooooo blessed to be married to this country boy of mine!

(I'm pretty sure he's going to kill me for posting this about him!!)

State Fair 2010

It started off with a bang and ended with a mess!!! Since we get in free and parking is free thanks to Morgan's work, we always go to the fair. This year we took one of my besties, her husband, her son, and one of his friends. This is a friend of mine who pays attention to the important details and so we started the morning off right with mimosas. YUM! Love these, but yet never seem to have one. So that was a nice little treat. We then made it to the fair around 10 am. We had to get there in time in order to experience the fair in its completeness before getting home in time to watch the Cowboys game that afternoon. Considering the Cowboys seem to be royally sucking it up this year, not sure why we cared. Anyway, the big thing to try this year was the Fried Frito Pie. Boy was it delicious. The group seemed to like the Fried Pecan Pie the best, but I loved the frito pie. I also had to have the Fried Butter again. We then walked around, enjoyed some rides, they enjoyed a corny dog, and I grabbed a bag of cotton candy on the way out...a must have for me!!
We then cruise on back to their house and watch the ridiculously high scoring Cowboy game. After I had finished half of my cotton candy bag, I started drinking a Mike's Hard Lemonade drink. HUGE mistake!!! I started to not feel well, but was starving and so we all went out to dinner at a yummy Mexican restaurant. I had another Margarita, but just limited it to one since I wasn't feeling well.
As soon as Morgan and I left their house I took a turn for the worse. My head was killing me and I felt like I needed to throw up. I've seriously maybe have thrown up 5 times in my life, if that many. Well on the way home we have to make this sharp loop to get on 75 and as we were approaching it I was thinking to myself, this is going to do me in!! Sure enough, it did-which I was thankful for. Morgan pulled over in the Kohl's parking lot where I began to hurl and hurl and hurl!!! I haven't been that sick since the day after Cinco de Mayo 2006. I get back in the car and tell Morgan that I didn't know how I was going to make it home. I was sooooo sick!! He told me to hang on and that he'd get me there!! I knew if I could just make it to my bed and pillow I would feel better, but the closer we got to home the more I began to feel like I was having a panic/anxiety attack. (Kinda like the closer you get to home the worse you have to pee.) I could hardly speak, felt like my chest was tight, hard to breathe. I then tell Morgan that I felt like I was having a panic attack. He then says to me, "YOU THINK YOU'RE HAVING A PANIC ATTACK?!?!?" I then told him that him panicking over me possibly having a panic attack wasn't helping!!! I thankfully made it home, into the bathroom, where I began to finish it off. Bless my husband. As I was sitting on the toilet with a trash can in my lap, he quietly got a cold wash cloth (without me having to ask) and put it on my face. He then got a wet towel and washed my legs and feet off. He's the best!!! The next day he said he had never seen me so sick. I'm sure I wasn't a pretty sight!!
So if you ever go to the state fair I highly suggest that you limit your fried food intake and don't mix half a bag of cotton candy with an alcoholic beverage. I did tell my friend that the good thing about being so sick was that those calories didn't count!!! :-)

Red Light Tickets :(

Sometimes I wonder why God had me move from Fort Worth to where I live now knowing how much I LOVE Fort Worth. Well I think I have my answer. Other than the fact that my wonderful country boy who is a perfect match for me happened to live in another city, God moved me out of Fort Worth because he knew my wallet would not be able to afford it. What are you talking about, Laura???-you may ask. Well apparently the city of Fort Worth Red Light Ticket program works quite well and LOVES me!! I've gotten 3 of them now. Honestly, one of them I am not even sure if I was driving or Morgan, but my dad (who is a very safe driver) got a ticket at the same light I did so that one is questionable. The other 2 I got for turning right. Apparently I didn't sit there for 2 decades to make sure the traffic was clear before turning. I'm starting to cringe now when I check the mail. It's sad when Morgan knows what's inside the envelope before even opening. :( I heard the other day that Collin County is one of the wealthiest counties in Texas. I'm finding it hard to believe that considering all of my money is going to Tarrant!!! Gurrrr!!! So be careful all of you Fort Worth drivers...and GOOD LUCK!!!

Oh HaPpY DaY!!

(Taken today while I was enjoying some Hammock time...incase y'all forgot who I was, haha!)

I'm OFFICIALLY back!!!!! It only took several months, 3 trips out from the Internet people, and one 30 foot tower pole on top of our house to fix our Internet issue. Yes, I said THIRTY foot tower pole!! Looks like a windmill with a satellite dish on top. Morgan was just soooooo sure that I miss heard the guy when he told me what they were going to have to do (during trip 2 out to our house). He was laughing telling me there was NO WAY it's 30 feet high, that maybe he said 3 foot. NOPE! When the guys showed up with a ridiculous long pole, because it was laying on the ground at the time, Morgan said, "Babe, that thing is LONG!" TOLD YOU...was my response. I demanded an apology because it's way up there. Morgan said tonight as we were driving to dinner, "I hope an airplane doesn't hit our house! Maybe we should put a red light on top of it." He was joking, but it is pretty darn high up there. I offered to paint it hot pink or red just to make sure everyone notices it driving by...because the only way they wouldn't notice it is if they were legally blind. It's crazy!! I'm praying lightening doesn't strike it or that an extremely high wind gust doesn't come through because we're in trouble. But at least I have super-and I mean SUPER-fast Internet now, right??? Ahhhh, I'm so happy!! :) I should be posting more regularly now to those that have been sweet enough to tell me they've missed my posts.

Sisters

I received this email again today and it's another one of my favorites. Very True!! I sometimes think God gave me some of the friends I have because he didn't bless me with sisters. Insead, He blessed me with these AMAZING friends in my life!!! They feel just like sisters to me. Plus, I am so thankful for all of the wonderful women in my life who have known me since I was a baby, my mom, cousins, and everyone else in between. Love you all!!! - Laura

A young wife sat on a sofa on a hot humid day,
Drinking iced tea and visiting with her mother. As
they talked about life, about marriage, about the
responsibilities of life and the obligations of
adulthood, the mother clinked the ice cubes in her
glass thoughtfully and turned a clear, sober glance
upon her daughter.

'Don't forget your sisters, she advised, swirling
the tea leaves to the bottom of her glass. They'll
be more important as you get older. No matter how
much you love your husband, no matter how much you
love the children you may have, you are still going
to need sisters. Remember to go places with them now
and then; do things with them.

Remember that 'sisters' means ALL the women...
your girlfriends, your daughters, and all your other
women relatives too.. 'You'll need other women. Women
always do.'

What a funny piece of advice! The young woman
thought. Haven't I just gotten married? Haven't I just joined the
couple-world?
I'm now a married woman, for goodness sake! A grownup! Surely my husband and
the
family we may start will be all I need to make my life worthwhile!

But she listened to her mother. She kept contact with her sisters and made
more
women friends each year. As the years tumbled by, one after another, she
gradually came to understand that her mother really knew what she was
talking
about. As time and nature work their changes and their mysteries upon a
woman,
sisters are the main stays of her life.

After more than 50 years of living in this world, here is what I've learned:
THIS SAYS IT ALL:

Time passes.
Life happens.
Distance separates.
Children grow up.
Jobs come and go.
Love waxes and wanes.

Men don't do what they're supposed to do.
Hearts break.
Parents die.
Colleagues forget favors.
Careers end.


BUT.........
Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how
many miles are between you. A girl friend is never farther away than needing
her
can reach.

When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you
have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life will be on the valley's
rim,
cheering you on, praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on your
behalf,
and waiting with open arms at the valley's end..

(Now this is the part that brings tears to my eyes every single time I am reading it because it reminds me of the scene in Sex & The City where Miranda's mother had died, they were at the funeral, and Carrie steps out of her seat-grabs Miranda's hand-and walks down the aisle with her.)
Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk
beside you...Or come in and carry you out.
Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters, daughters-in-law, sisters,-in-law,
Mothers, Grandmothers, aunties, nieces, cousins, and extended family: all
bless
our life!

The world wouldn't be the same without women, and
neither would I. When we began this adventure called
womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or
sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we
would need each other..

Every day, we need each other still. Pass this on to all the women who help
make
your life meaningful.

SHOULDA COULDA WOULDA

I received this email and I really loved it. First, I loved the title...shoulda coulda woulda. I say this sometimes to my friends and I am pretty sure it annoys them. I learned this lesson a long time ago when I was interested in a guy. I can't remember exactly what happened. I remember we had hung out a couple times and then I thought about calling him to see if he wanted to do something. I told him this a few days later (because I never did call him) and his response to me was, "shoulda coulda woulda." I swear to this day when I say this to someone I think of him. SO TRUE!!! You will get NO WHERE in life if you just "think" about doing something. We have to act on those thoughts. ANYWAY, that's why I loved this email. I decided to post this here because almost everyone I sent it to, and I sent it to LOTS of people, responded back to me-rarey ever happens that I get one response back. You're also going to have to read it with all of the ">" because I started to delete them but let's face it, I am not a very patient person and really don't want to take the time doing it. :)

VERY THOUGHT PROVOKING - NOW IF WE CAN ALL "CHANGE" -
"Our greatest weakness lies in giving up. The most certain way
to succeed is always to try just one more time." - Thomas Edison

READ THIS VERY SLOWLY... IT'S PRETTY PROFOUND.

Too many people put off something that brings them joy just because they haven't
thought about it, don't have it on their
schedule, didn't know it was coming or are too rigid to depart from their
routine.
>>>
>>>
>>>>I got to thinking one day about all those people on the Titanic who passed up
>>>>dessert at dinner that fateful night in an effort
>>>to cut back. From then on, I've tried to be a little more flexible.
>>>>
>>>>How many women out there will eat at home because their husband didn't suggest
>>>>going out to dinner until after something had
>>>been thawed? Does the word 'refrigeration' mean nothing to you?
>>>>
>>>>How often have your kids dropped in to talk and sat in silence while you watched
>>>>'Jeopardy' on television?
>>>>
>>>> I cannot count the times I called my sister and said, 'How about going to lunch
>>>>in a half hour?' She would gas up and stammer,
>>>'I can't. I have clothes on the line. My hair is dirty. I wish I had known
>>>yesterday, I had a late breakfast, It looks like rain' And my personal
>>>favorite: 'It's Monday.' She died a few years ago. We never did have lunch
>>>together.
>>>
>>>>
>>>>Because Americans cram so much into their lives, we tend to schedule our
>>>>headaches.. We live on a sparse diet of promises we make
>>>to ourselves when all the conditions are perfect!
>>>>
>>>>We'll go back and visit the grandparents when we get Steve
>>>toilet-trained. We'll entertain when we replace the living-room carpet.
>>>We'll go on a second honeymoon when we get two more kids out of college.
>>>>
>>>> Life has a way of accelerating as we get older. The days get shorter, and the
>>>>list of promises to ourselves gets longer. One
>>>morning, we awaken, and all we have to show for our lives is a litany of 'I'm
>>>going to,' 'I plan on,' and 'Someday, when things are settled down a bit.'
>>>>
>>>>When anyone calls my 'seize the moment' friend, she is open to adventure and
>>>>available for trips. She keeps an open mind on new
>>>ideas. Her enthusiasm for life is contagious. You talk with her for five
>>>minutes, and you're ready to trade your bad feet for a pair of
>>>Rollerblades and skip an elevator for a bungee cord.
>>>>
>>>>My lips have not touched ice cream in 10 years. I love ice cream. It's just that
>>>>I might as well apply it directly to my stomach
>>>with a spatula and eliminate the digestive process. The other day, I stopped
>>the
>>>car and bought a triple-decker. If my car had hit an iceberg on the way home, I
>>>would have died happy.
>>>
>>>>Now...go on and have a nice day. Do something you WANT to...not something on
>>>>your SHOULD DO list. If you were going to die soon
>>>and had only one phone call you could make, who would you call and what would
>>>you say? And why are you waiting?
>>>
>>>>
>>>>Make sure you read this to the end; you will understand why I sent this to you.
>>>
>>>>
>>>>Have you ever watched kids playing on a merry go round or listened to the rain
>>>>lapping on the ground? Ever followed a butterfly's
>>>erratic flight or gazed at the sun into the fading night? Do you run through
>>>each day on the fly? When you ask 'How are you?' Do you hear the reply?
>>>>
>>>>When the day is done, do you lie in your bed with the next hundred chores
>>>>running through your head? Ever told your child, 'We'll
>>>do it tomorrow.' And in your haste, not see his sorrow? Ever lost touch? Let a
>>>good friendship die? Just call to say 'Hi'?
>>>
>>>>
>>>>When you worry and hurry through your day, it is like an unopened gift....Thrown
>>>>away.... Life is not a race. Take it slower.
>>>Hear the music before the song is over.
>>>>
>>>>Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND
>>>>including me if you consider me a friend. If it
>>>comes back to you, then you'll know you have a circle of friends.
>>>>
>>>>To those I have sent this to... I cherish our friendship and appreciate all you
>>>>do. We have some history together.
>>>>
>>>>
>>>> 'Life may not be the party we hoped for... but while we are here we might as
>>>>well dance!'

Big Green Tractor

Recently, the farming boy in my life got a new John Deere Tractor. So this past Saturday I helped him bail some hay. Yes, I helped him. He actually let me sit behind the wheel and make bails of hay-the best looking ones in the field if I do say so myself. HaHa! Totally Kidding! Seemed like the bailer acted up with me behind the wheel more than it did with Morgan, but my sweet husband never complained once. Regardless of how many times he had to jump out of the tractor and fix whatever was wrong. Let me say, I have no clue how the farmers did this before ac, a radio, and glass protecting them from all of the hay flying around. UGH!!! Thank goodness I was born a woman!! A city-girl at that!! I must say though, I LOVE the way a huge field looks with tons of bails of hay. I think this field bailed 350. This was my view for 6 hours this past Saturday and the time actually flew by.

When I got to the field with Morgan I was informed by my father in law that Morgan spent $400 for this little passenger seat to be installed for me so I better get my a$$ up there and ride with him-said with LoVe, of course. Although it does beat standing, it does make one's booty a little sore.

As Morgan was attending to the bailer, I snapped this pic of me as proof that I was actually out there with him. Sorry about the nastyness of this picture!!! Also, I've realized after being with him for 4 years now, I still am not sure how to spell bailer...is it bailer, baler, or neither???

Birthday Fun!

Sorry friends and family, our computer needs a new router and I am too lazy to get it fixed so that means I haven't had much computer time. Actually, we did make a huge effort to get it fixed, but Morgan and I failed miserably. My Blackberry can only do so much. ;) Hopefully this week, or next week, I will get it fixed.

So it looks like I lived to see another year, which is a good thing. I don't look at birthdays as a bad thing, like many people do. I hear people say that they want to act like the day doesn't exist. Why???-I ask. We should celebrate that God granted us another year on this earth to live and enjoy life. There are so many people who get taken from this earth way too soon, so we should be grateful that we get to celebrate another year of life!!!

This year I chose to celebrate my birthday with one of my best friends. Her birthday comes 3 days after mine so this year, since mine fell on a Sunday, we decided we would celebrate all weekend long. But first, I had to do some celebrating with my family. My parents came up that Friday before my birthday and celebrated with us and Morgan's family...along with a few other friends. We had a great time laughing, telling stories, and eating good food. I got this famous birthday cake again, just different numbers on top...



We all love this cake! Remember, it's our wedding cake but in birthday cake form. I think if I ever decided that I wanted a different cake for my birthday, my family wouldn't have it! They all love this cake too much. I was kind of sad that I only got one little piece this year. I sent the rest home with other people. So next year, this will NOT happen-sorry folks!!!

For Saturday and Sunday, Lydia and I had these great plans for ourselves and our husbands. Too bad this was the same weekend it decided to rain!!! :( Ughhhh, annoying! I mean it hardly ever rains and rains and rains, but it chooses to do so on a weekend when tons of people have outside plans. We were going to spend both days at the lake. That didn't happen Saturday. Instead, we went to dinner and then watched the fireworks at Kaboom town with another couple and their kids. It was lots of fun...minus one thing...we went to Yucatan Taco Stand prior to seeing the fireworks because I had been bragging about how good it was. It was a fun evening until the aftermath of this kicked in...

Morgan decided to order the fish bowl-type of drink. Morgan and I took one sip of it and we both almost vomited. Apparently, we didn't mix all the alcohols up good enough. It was so strong. We went to the fireworks and on the way home I started to not feel well. I was really nauseous and had a bad headache. Needless to say, I turned into a party pooper and a wimp and marched my happy butt upstairs and went to bed. :( While everyone else stayed up until 2 am playing poker. The next morning I was feeling good-thank goodness-and we all headed to the lake. We had lots of fun and it turned out to be a great birthday weekend, despite the rain!!

Last night after work we ventured back to Yucatan Taco Stand-minus the fish bowl drink-and had a great dinner. This is a picture of Lydia and her daughter Britni-who is too stinkin' cute!!

While we were busy talking about Britni's future wedding-which NO she's not engaged and NO she's not getting married for a looooooong time, but it's fun to talk about it-we were apparently boring the boys...

This picture makes me laugh because I am pretty sure I know what they are doing, looking at pictures of barely dressed girls on their phones. ;)

Boring? Okay, Maybe not so Boring!

I've had several people ask me why I haven't blogged about anything in a while. I just told them that my life has been boring and not much to talk about. But as I was pulling pictures for this particular blog post, I realized that I have had things filling my life. I guess I just don't take pictures like I used to since I have gained weight and so that leads me to not blog. I like pics to help describe what's happened and so since the pics aren't happening, neither are the blog posts.

Anyway, for our 2 year Anniversary Morgan and I decided on San Antonio. My parents used to take us there every year as we were growing up and it had been many years since I have been back. We stayed on the Riverwalk at the Drury Plaza. We highly recommend it!! Full blown hot fresh breakfast-buffet style every morning. Then from 5:30-7pm they have what's called a "kick back" where you get appetizers and 3 free alcoholic drinks. They always have fountain drinks and pop corn for free 24/7 so that was also nice. We went to Sea World, walked the Riverwalk, and stumbled upon the Alamo. I say, "Stumbled" because we had no intentions visiting it. I realize that might sound awful, it's just that I had been there a million times and so I didn't see the need to visit it again. Well we "stumbled" upon it and wow, it's so much smaller than I remember as a child!!! We also went to the mall and watched a 3D movie about the Ocean. It was really cool. I surprisingly forgot my camera...remember, the weight issue...and so sadly this is our only picture from our trip...
We've also recently had the chance to go to a Ranger's Game...for FREE!! :) Plus, it was $1 Hot Dog Night. :) My cousin's husband called me one afternoon and asked me if we wanted to go to the Ranger's Game that evening. Sure! Haven't been in a loooong time. Used to go a lot when Pudge was our catcher. Anyway, he wanted to surprise my cousin with us-he had told her some men from his work were going instead of us-since we hadn't seen her in a while. So that was fun! We had GREAT seats. Along the 3rd baseline about 20 rows up! The type of seats where you have to pay attention to the game or you might get smacked in the head by a foul ball. Thankfully Morgan took his role seriously when my cousin told the boys, "Y'all better pay attention and not let us get hit by a ball!!" Every time a ball came our way my sweet husband was instantly up out of his seat with his baseball hat flipped off his head trying to catch a ball. He's so cute!! By the way, we ran into my cousin on the Riverwalk while we were in San Antonio. How crazy is that?!? We can't even purposefully run into each other in the Metroplex, but go to another city and be there for about 30 minutes and BAM...there she is. Anyway, the pic below is from the Ranger's Game...which is why I look a sweaty Hot Mess!!

When I married Morgan, I gained an amazing family!!! I love everyone from his parents to his distant family. Brooke is one of Morgan's cousins. I feel like she's almost a little sister to me. Brooke has 3 brothers and is yet still very girly. But don't let her fool you, she drives a truck. ;) Well Brooke turned 21 recently so we went out to dinner and boot scootin' to celebrate. It was lots of fun!! This is Brooke...HOW CUTE IS SHE?!? LOVE HER!!!

One day I came home and we had 2 horses in our yard that had been moved from the barn. Then Morgan tells me one of them is pregnant. UGH!!! Really?!? I'm just going to be blunt-I was terrified to walk outside or look outside when I was home alone for fear of seeing a baby horse hanging out of its mother!!! I'm sure there was a better way/more polite way I could have said that, but those were my exact thoughts!! Yes, I realize I take care of mom's after they have babies...key word is AFTER!!!! Anyway, we don't have a name yet for the little guy. Actually, I heard that Davin wanted to name him Diego and Matt wanted to name him Burt...so when she has another one he can name that one Ernie. Who knows! So here is our new addition to our world...

This past Sunday we went over to Matt and Melissa's to cook out and swim. M&M some how got a new dog...the one on the right...

Well this little guy is like the energizer bunny when it comes to barking...just keeps going and going and going...every time someone jumped in the pool he would stand on the side of the pool and BARRRRRRRRKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!! He targeted Morgan the most. I guess he thought Morgan couldn't swim or was going to drown, or maybe he just liked his blue swim shorts, but he would jump in after Morgan and try and rescue him. This usually ended with him biting Morgan in the head. Thankfully, Morgan had not listened to me the numerous times that week when I told him he needed a haircut because he had plenty of "fluff" between his scalp and the dogs teeth!! The dog looked like Jaws coming after him. It was actually quite funny! Morgan also enjoyed the slide. Apparently no one informed him of the correct way to go down a slide. ;-)

Notice Davin having to hold the dog back from biting Morgan in this picture??? That dog is crazy. My mother in law said that Morgan must have looked like a Hot Dog coming down that slide. That's one pasty white Hot Dog, lol!! The only thing tan on that boy are his arms, neck, and face...typical farmer's tan. There's actually a third picture that goes with these but it involves a MOON...if you know what I mean. ;) So that's it for now! Hopefully you'll see me back here sooner than later. :)

Chicken Pepper Cannon Ball

Recipe time!! Okay, so I don't really know the real name of this, but my dad said I should call it Pepper Cannon Ball (or something) and it has chicken in it...so there ya go! Now when I tell you what it is, you're going to turn your nose up and refuse to try it. BUT DON'T!! My friend at work, Janine, had the recipe and then Joanna had a good idea to add chicken to it. Well Lydia made it and I'll be honest, at first I refused to try it but Lydia made me try ONE BITE and that ONE BITE turned into MANY of bites!!!! Here it is...

2 Boxes of Cream Cheese (normal size boxes)
1 Package of Ranch Dressing Mix (for salad dressing, not dip)
1 small can or package of Tyson's chicken
Pepper

Pour chicken into a bowl and shred into fine pieces.
Add Cream Cheese and Dressing Mix.
Mix all the ingredients together.
Then make two separate balls (you could make 1 big ball but it would be HUGE).
Poor pepper onto a plate, preferably a plate that has a "lip" to help contain the pepper.
Roll balls in pepper until completely covered.
Let them chill in refrigerator, although you can eat them as soon as they are made.
BEST with Wheat Thins-Garden Valley Veggie. They come in a bag and not a box.

ENJOY!!!! I now make this for myself. Who needs a party to make this? I have a party for 1 and enjoy it!!!

Determined!!

After feeling like Morgan has been my "roommate" more than my husband these past couple of weeks due to his work schedule, I was determined to have a fun filled weekend with him. I was tired of us not really doing anything together besides going out to dinner. We do that enough, I wanted to do something else together. I've been wanting to go the Bodies Exhibition down at the West End for a long time and I decided last night was the night. We drove down there late afternoon, walked around, and then went to eat dinner at the Hard Rock Cafe. It was fun walking around downtown Dallas and I was thankful that I had driven down there numerous times to see my friend Stacey to know my way around. After dinner we walked back over to the West End area. There were tons of carriage rides every where. On our way to dinner one of the drivers had asked us if we wanted to ride and we politely declined his offer. He then told us, "Go get a few drinks in you and come back and see me." We laughed....and then did just that. Well Morgan did, I did not. So we made our way back over to the carriage ride area and Morgan offered me the opportunity to ride and I took him up on it. This is the picture of us on the carriage ride, taken by yours truly. ;)

I must say, if you ever get the opportunity to do this, DO IT!!! It was so nice to see the calmer side of Dallas. It didn't hurt that the weather was absolutely perfect last night for a carriage ride.

Today we went to Fort Worth to the Main Street Festivities. I used to go every year and haven't been since before meeting Morgan. Not sure why I love it so much considering I am not really an "Art-sy" type of person, but I love going. So we got up early and headed to Fort Worth with the Lillie Bear. We dropped her off at her "little slice of heaven on earth" and headed downtown. We got there around eleven. We decided to have lunch at Risky's out on the patio because let's face it, they double, if not triple, the prices on food at these kinds of events. I had my favorite...fried corn & some yummy brisket tacos!!! YUM!!!! We walked around and had fun people watching and dog watching because it seemed like everyone had their dogs down there. After that we headed to the Botanical Gardens because we had some time to kill before we went over to Brian & Christy's (my brother and sister in law's) house for dinner. The roses were so pretty and it wasn't too crowded.

After the gardens we went to have dinner with my parents, brother, and sister in law. I'd say my nephew too but he was in the other room playing video games so not sure that he really counts. :) My brother got all of the cooking gene!!!! Brian and Christy cook soooooo good!! Everything they make is delicious!! Let me back up, I CAN cook...I just don't LIKE to cook. It was nice to hang out with my parents, Brian and Christy!! The best part about the night was that I found out that my brother is going to do our kitchen counter tops...woohooo! So that's all for now! I have to go choose a counter top from the hundreds of samples Brian gave me. :)

So Sweet!

Today I was in Fort Worth, for a few reasons, but one of them was to pick up Lillie Bear. She spent a couple of nights at her favorite place in the world...aka...grandmom's and grandad's house! My Dad took Lillie outside before we were going to leave to let her do her business since it's a semi-long drive home, especially in 5 o'clock traffic. My mom and I stayed in the kitchen and worked on destroying a pepper ball thingy with delicious crackers. When my Dad got home from work he said his head was hurting and that he just didn't feel well. THIS IS A MAN YOU WILL HARDLY EVER HEAR COMPLAIN!!! I realized it had been quite some time that they had been outside and it kind of worried me. Thought maybe something had happened to my Dad so I went to look outside and this is what I saw on the front step...

My Dad and Lillie sitting there together, she is in his lap. Oh my Gosh, cutest thing I have seen in a long time. I had to run to get my cell phone to take a picture. I didn't tell my Dad I took this picture. I changed his computer background so when he got on the computer tonight he would see it. It's such a sweet picture.

Disclaimer

This is a little disclaimer concerning my blog. Plllllease people, do NOT over anaylze this or read to deep into anything I write on here. I want this to be a fun blog for everyone to read. The blog about Morgan and his "hearing" was in good humor, not anger. I know EVERY couple had "dirty laundry" and NO WAY would I ever "air" ours on a public blog. Not mad at anyone, just don't want it to get where every time I write something that's not all "happy happy joy joy" that I get emails about it. Just saying...

Deaf? Hard of Hearing? or Selective Hearing?

At the risk of Morgan getting upset at me, I am going to blog about this. It amazes me how his hearing works, or doesn't work, sometimes. I will admit, our conversations involve him saying, "Huh?" and "What?" a lot. So much so that sometimes I just say, "Forget it!" I know it's not me because I can talk to my girl friends a million miles a minute and our conversations never involve HUH and WHAT unless the other person is amazed at what the person just said or wondering if what the person just said could really be true. Those two words are never used because we couldn't hear or understand each other.

EVERY morning when Morgan's alarm goes off I have to wake him up to turn it off. If I didn't do this the alarm would go off forever and he still wouldn't hear it. Then the other night at 3:50 am...so I guess that would be early morning...he wakes me up and tells me my phone has rung twice. So let me get this straight, Morgan can't hear his alarm on his phone going off in the SAME ROOM as us, but he can hear my cell phone ringing that's in the kitchen and our bedroom door is shut to the kitchen?!? Now it's my turn to say, "HUH? WHAT?!?" Crazy I say!! Crazy!!! So I drag myself out of bed to check my cell phone to only see an empty screen that says nothing about missed calls. So I check his work phone and he has two missed calls. (He keeps his work phone in the kitchen at nights.) Why Morgan thought it was MY phone and not HIS phone is beyond my comprehension. How does he not know the ring of his own cell phone?!? Needless to say, I was HIGHLY annoyed at 3:50 am!!!

So my question to Morgan is...are you deaf or do you have selective hearing when it comes to YOUR phone's alarm going off? And are you hard of hearing when it comes to having a conversation with me? All of this really does make me laugh!! He says it's because he's been around farm equipment all of his life so his hearing has gone down the drain. Try having a conversation with his dad...oh my goodness is all I am going to say about that!!! ;)

Blind Date, Oysters, and Such...

I'm just in the mood to blog about something tonight and nothings really happened so you get this to read for you entertainment. I also realize as I type this that I don't want my friends to think that anytime they do something with me, they end up on my blog page, haha! I do PLENTY of stuff that doesn't end up here so no worries friends.

On to my story, I've come to realize that I really suck at setting people up on blind dates. Like MAJORLY suck at hooking people up. I'll just say this is only my second time and it failed just as miserably as my first attempt. Actually, I realize this was more of Morgan's doing and even though I was anti it, I went along anyway. One of my closest friends, Lydia, and her husband, Rob, have a really good friend that I have met on a couple of occasions named Henry (changing names to protect identity, lol). This friend of theirs was at their Super Bowl Party so Morgan got to meet him. Morgan had the idea of setting up a girl he works with named Leslie (changing names to protect identity, lol). Actually, she reminded me soooooo much of my REAL friend named Leslie it was like they were twins separated at birth. So this "Leslie" agreed to the blind date. "Henry" agreed to the blind date, too. Originally we were going to go eat at Pappadeux's and then go dancing. We were down off the Tollway earlier that week looking for another restaurant when we passed Pappadeux's and I thought Morgan was going to have a wreck he was so excited to see it. Never knew he liked Pappadeux's that much. Well Lydia and I were talking and I found out that she LOVES Pappadeux's too. ( I must say, Lydia and Morgan are so much a like it's crazy!! Maybe that's why they are two of my favorite people!!) Anyway, so the plan was set that we were going to Pappadeux's and then dancing. Well thank goodness Rob was equally as tired as I was and so we decided that we'd all just go eat and then come back to Rob and Lydia's house to play games. We played MadGab...which I must brag on myself and say I am AWESOME at!! Not sure that's a good thing and that my brain functions that fast in that way. We then switched to CatchPhrase which was tons of fun!! Are you still wondering how the date went? Disastrous!! Okay, maybe that's a little too strong of a word, but the second they met I knew it was a BUST!!!! We all still managed to have fun, mainly because you can't help but have fun when you're with Rob and Lydia. Anyway, so after that night, I REFUSE to set up anymore blind dates. Even though Morgan and I were the product of a little blind date-match making, I just can't be responsible for this anymore!! So here's a few pictures of the night. I realize that most who read my blog don't have a facebook...where I post most of my pics...so here they are for the rest of the world...

Morgan and I before we hit the town!! :)

Disgusting Oysters!!! Morgan ate a dozen of these all on his own. A few of us at the table had never had them. Well I was sitting next to Lydia so I was the first casualty to these AWFUL things. She fixed me one up, in the mouth it went, and then it almost met my napkin after that. I managed to get it down but I seriously thought I was going to vomit. I don't do textures well. After the others watched my reaction to this oyster, they all refused to try one...oops!! There were 8 of us that went and only 3 people ate 24 oysters...the thought of this makes me want to hurl right now.

My sweet friend Lydia!!! She's such a huge support to me!!

Sweet Rob and Lydia...now this is how you take a cute picture.

This is how NOT to take a cute picture, haha! Gotta Love that cowboy!!! He just doesn't know how to act when I get him out of the country and into the city. :) Totally kidding Morgan!! Glad to know you have a fun personality.

"Snow Day" through the Eyes of a Nurse

So I am a little delayed in posting this. I've worked the last 5 out of 7 days so this is the first time I have had the time to sit down and blog about my lovely experience. It probably won't be as uplifting and happy as most, but I will try. Being a nurse really screws these days up for me sometimes. Seems like I get stuck having to work these days frequently. As I was eating lunch Thursday in the break room and watching the scroll on the bottom of the TV that was listing school/work closings, I said to one of my friends, "Wouldn't it be great to see our hospital's name on that list?!?" We had a good laugh about it knowing it will NEVER happen!! The week before this week of snow I was off for 7 days. Could it snow then? No!! Then I am off this Thursday and Friday, the week after the snow. Could it snow then? No!! It had to snow crazy on the two days I had to work. :( This bums me out for several reasons. During the time I just thought it was one reason, that being that I had to spend the night at the hospital. Seriously have no clue how these ladies can sleep on these beds for 4 nights. That's how long our c/s patients can stay and most do. There were about 18 of us that spent the night at work on Thursday so we wouldn't have to drive in on Friday. Those on my floor decided that it must be easy for our patients to tolerate those beds when you're receiving Percocet & Percodan every 3 hours. We decided if we were going to have to stay on those beds, we should get access to those lovely meds too. HaHa! NO, WE DIDN'T for anyone thinking we did!!! I had several people offer me a place to stay Thursday night that live close to work. I didn't take any of them up on it because they kept saying "ice" in the morning. I told Lydia next time I am spending the night with her and that better always be an open invitation!!! :) With that said, I am thankful to work where there is an option to spend the night and not risk the treacherous drive in. While I was bummed that I was missing all of the snow back at home, that next morning was absolutely beautiful. I was able to get a "bird's eye view" of the surrounding area around the hospital. I work on the 4th floor. If you know or have seen where I work, you know it's in a rich city and surrounded by beautiful homes. I think I looked out the window around 0730 that Friday morning. It felt like Christmas morning to me as a kid. It was absolutely breath taking to look down on all of the trees and beautiful homes and see all of that snow blanketing everything. It was so peaceful because there was not a car in sight since it was so early in the morning. It was like I was getting a sneak peek at everything before the rest of the city woke up. As far as you could see it was white. I also worked Thursday and seeing all of the snow falling down and beginning to coat everything was also pretty. The drive into work Thursday morning was "fun." I had never seen that much snow fall at one time!!! It was so heavy it was hard to see where I was going. I can't even describe it. If you were driving to work around 0600 then you know what I am talking about. So Beautiful!!!

Friday was a long day for us nurses. We were a little sleep deprived. It's hard sleeping on the floor your work on and then getting up, walking out of your room, and back to work you go. Our hospital was kind enough to give us a meal voucher for spending the night. I went down to the cafeteria to get breakfast. The grill guy (I should really learn his name because he always says, 'Hi, Laura' and is so nice!!) asked me how my drive to work was. I told him I spent the night so I didn't have to experience any driving. Well I had ordered pancakes and he was sweet enough to turn them into Mickey Mouse pancakes to make me smile. I really do work with some fantabulous people from the kitchen, to house keeping, to nurses, to our boss, etc. Anyway, by the time 1900 rolled around I was beyond ready to go home. I slept like a baby that night! Had never been so happy to see our king size bed and body pillows.

So I was praying that there would still be snow Saturday morning at home so I could get a glimpse of what it looked like at home. Morgan took some pictures on Thursday afternoon and Friday but they are on his iPhone so I don't know how to upload them. Everything had snow...trees, driveway, his truck, etc. It was so pretty. I must say, I was pretty bummed after looking at every one's pics on Facebook of them and their families in the snow. Would have loved to have had the opportunity to build a snowman with Morgan and even engage in a snowball fight...I am sure I would've won!! Oh well!! These pics are taken on Saturday, two days after the snow had fallen.


This is my artistic work, lol!! For some reason I thought it would be a grand idea to walk out there in cotton shorts, t-shirt, and a robe to take pics. Guess I was still tired from working and the lack of sleep I had which lead me to make such a poor decision. Otherwise, I would've put more energy into making this look a little nicer. ;)

This picture was taken off of our back porch.

So pretty! You can see Charlie, our horse, and our neighbor's pond in the background.

Our driveway...I know y'all were just dying to see what it looked like. HAHA!!

Morgan and Me in the snow. We really need to teach Lillie to be our photographer so we can get a decent picture of the two of us in cases like this. ;)

I was a little cold!!

He was really thrilled I was making him stand out there for this picture!!

Benefits of living in the country...tons of farm land covered in beautiful snow.

You also see this a lot...hay bails being driven down the road.

So that was my lovely experience. What a gift from God that snow was!!! Maybe we won't have to wait another 30 years to see that beautiful snow again!! And HOPEFULLY I won't have to work those days next time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dog & Cat Diaries

This makes me laugh!! I've seen it so many times and it still makes me laugh out loud so I decided to put it on here. It reminds me so much of Lillie and my cat Bianca that lives with my parents. Bianca is a Siamese cat. She's not full blooded so she's still sweet...most of the time. Lillie and Bianca are really cute together because they have the same markings.

EXCERPTS FROM A DOG'S DAILY DIARY...

8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 pm - Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 pm - Milk Bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!

EXCERPTS FROM A CAT'S DAILY DIARY...

Day 983 of my captivity...

My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets.

Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.

The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.

Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a 'good little hunter' I am. Bastards.

There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of 'allergies.' I must learn what this means and how to use it to my advantage.

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs.

I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.

The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now ....

Meet Maks...

Last night Morgan and I went over to the in laws. I thought we were just running over there real quick to drop off some jeans for Matt and some pictures I had printed for Melissa. We walk in and Melissa is like, "Come see what's in here." She opens the door to her room (M&M are living with the in laws since they just bought a new house and are remodeling some of it) and what do I see?!? A little baby goat laying on a blanket. NEVER was expecting to see that!! He was the cutest little thing but could hardly raise his head because he was so weak. M&M have goats and recently the goats had 8 babies, Maks was born yesterday. Three had already died and Matt found Maks stiff. (That's what I have named him after Maksim from Dancing with the Stars. Even though Matt said I shouldn't name him until we know he makes it. But I say give him a name so he WILL make it!!) Maks was probably "seeing the light" until Melissa came and got him and took him home. They wanted me to try and put a tube down his throat to his stomach since I used to have to do this to the NICU babies, but the tube they had was HUGE and I refused!! So Matt and I fed little Maks together. Matt held his mouth open and helped him suck while I tried to hold the bottle in his little bitty mouth. Maks is supposed to eat like a baby, every 2-3 hours.

So today after I got done with my workout with Lydia, I had a message from my father in law asking if I could go feed Maks. Maks wouldn't eat for my mother in law prior to her leaving for work so he was wondering if I could get him to eat. I was hesitant, but went over there to see what I could do. After all, I am a city girl now living in the country!!! But I guess after working with babies for almost 10 years, I could try. As I was walking in I was praying he wouldn't be dead. This is what I saw...

Maks all curled up sleeping. So sweet. So I picked him up and felt his little heart beating, thank goodness!!

I then took this picture to send to Lydia because she wanted to see how cute he was. Take notice of how much milk is in the bottle sitting on the table. This is before Maks ate. I'm pretty sure he's giving me the same look that Morgan gives me when I want to take pictures of him.

At first Maks didn't really want anything to do with the bottle. I was thinking, oh great, I'm going to have to do what Matt and I had to do last night BY MYSELF!! Once I opened his mouth and stuck the bottle in, he went to town. He sucked so good and was so eager to eat!! He ate an 1 1/2 ounces. :) :) :)

Now notice the bottle on the table, he drank a lot for his little bitty self.

After I held Maks for a little bit and petted him & talked to him...like he's a puppy or something...I put him back in his bed. He was standing and even moving around a little. WAY more than he was doing last night.

So I hope little Maks makes it!!! If not, I will be one sad little lady. :( I just got home from feeding him again. I fed him at 3pm another 1 1/2 ounces. Then we snuggled in the chair. Matt started laughing when he walked in and saw me. I couldn't help it. Having his little head on my chest all snuggled up to me was irresistible. Although, it kind of makes me worried about how I will be as a mother. I went over at noon, didn't let GiGi out. GiGi is M&M's dog. I was too focused on making sure I was doing everything right for Maks. Then I went over there at 3pm and it took me a while to finally remember that GiGi probably has needs too and to let her out. So I snuggled Maks up with me and we took GiGi outside. Poor GiGi peed FOREVER!!! But hey, at least I EVENTUALLY remembered, right?!? HAHA!