Poop Slug.

We like to refer to this nasty surprise found on our floor as the poop slug.

It's actually not poop.

Or a slug.

But if there was such a thing as a poop slug- this would totally be it.

While writing this and seeing the picture again, I may or may not have thrown up in my mouth a little.

Are you ready for your lunch now?

Sorry.

I am sure your mind is going crazy thinking if it isn't a true poop slug then what on earth could it be??

Let me ease your mind...

It's...

A banana.

Abby and Dani were correct!

I loved reading everyone's guesses and disgust- funny stuff.

Roxie loves bananas.

Recently with her teething, I have been freezing them for her.

Apparently when you freeze them, don't eat them right away and leave them out for a few hours they turn into shiny, mushy, brown, poop slugs.

Who knew.

Speaking of Roxie and eating and poop.

We recently won "Dog Parent of the Year" award.

I can't believe I even used the word "dog parent"...I really am one of those dog weirdos now. Lord, help me.

We have been feeding her as if she was a little rat chihuahua.

Basically enough nutrients to provide for her little nub.

Here's a visual.

On the left is the amount of food I was giving her, you know, apparently assuming she was to shrink as she got older and morph into a tiny taco bell dog or something and on the right is well..what she should be.

Can you tell the difference? I know it's not that drastic, so clearly you can see how the mistake was made.

Well after figuring out that we have been feeding her 1/3 of what she should be eating since day 1. We quickly began feeding her the correct amount.

Please pause for "Dog Parent Award" number 2.

It seems as though it wasn't the best idea to jump from giving her 1/2 cup of her food per serving to a little over 1 cup per serving.

Roxie's got the squirts.

And she's got them bad.

Thankfully they are controlled and she always makes it outside, but this is nasty and zero fun.

And SO hard to pick up.

Especially when it's in your landlord's part of the grass.

And it seems to freak her out so she squirts in 4-5 different places around the yard.

And she steps in it.

Poor little puppy's belly doesn't quite know how to digest all that food yet.

It probably would've been a good idea to increase her food s.l.o.w.l.y. Duh.

So now I am feeding her a little dog food and trying the whole chicken and rice route.

I will probably buy some canned pumpkin tonight, too.

And try my best to get little miss squirt butt back to producing some logs.

And hopefully when she is better and we can get back on track she will stop eating leaves, wild berries, dirt, trash, toilet paper and goat and chicken poop....maybe?? We can hope!

I'm also nervous to see how much faster she is going to grow. If she is already growing fast on chihuahua sized nutrients how will she be when she is on the big girl stuff?!

Happy Friday!

Thanks for playing the guessing game and for being faithful followers and always so encouraging :)

Wordless Wednesday: Guessing Game

We found this when we came home from church on Sunday...

Whoever guesses what this is correctly gets a big ol' shout out on this very blog!!!

Talk about incentive, right??

Ready...

GO.

Misc. Monday

one. Our fridge has been replenished. Praise the Lord!

Although, my grandpa did slip me a twenty after hearing about how badly we need to go grocery shopping so maybe I should let it get that low more often...or keep it that way alittle longer and see who else would donate out of pity...

two. This is Roxie's new fav. spot, in the window watching the kids at the park and wagging her little nub of a tail and I think it is so cute.

three. We keep Roxie's food in a big storage container, we were running low so we bought some more this weekend. We looked at the bag to double check how much we should be feeding her now that she is bigger- turns out we have been feeding her 1/3 of what she should be having. Oops. In little letters it says "matured weight". I've been feeding her as if she was a little lap dog. Since Day 1. My bad. This could explain why she enjoys toilet paper so much.

{Please note: I don't let her eat toilet paper for fun, she snatched it out of the bathroom while I was cleaning and well...I am trying to blog again so of course I just had to take a picture before she got in trouble because I need to take a picture of everything in case it can be a possible post one day.}

four. We went for a nice little family walk on Saturday at a nearby trail. We loved it and decided we were going to do it every Saturday morning. But you know how that goes. It's a nice idea anyway.

It wore her out. Amen.

five. I was driving home yesterday and saw a kid tying another kid to a tree. I was a little freaked and felt like I was on "What Would You Do?". They were both smiling though, so I hoped for the best.

six. I'm back to like the beginner blog world again. which is zero fun. I already lost followers from not posting anymore. I'm back to very few comments. and I have insomnia because my mind keeps thinking about things to post. This blogging life and I = love/hate relationship.

seven. I took the word verification off my comments because I know a lot of followers don't like to do that when leaving a comment. Sure enough, after just one day I got a spam comment. So... it's back. Sorry. I really am.

eight. It's a great feeling when you no longer hear the crying baby, he wore himself out and he is now sound asleep. I was giving him until I finished the dishes and this post, I got to the very last sentence and now there is silence- hallelujah. {darn I had to use spell check this time for that word, one time I did it all on my own though. I guess a sleeping baby will have to be my one success for the day!}

go link up and participate in the giveaway at lowercase letters by carissa!!

Mighty {Friday}

**We now have fast-working-all-the-time-thank-you-Jesus-internet!!**

You might be embarrassed when the Comcast guy unexpectedly needs to go in the "nursery", fearing that you look like a creepy baby obsessed hoarder who does not have a baby nor is expecting a baby. And quickly feel the need to explain that you are a nanny. As if he even cared.

You might have a puppy if your toilet paper looks like this.

You might need to go food shopping if your fridge looks like this.

{{Although, it made for a very easy and practical time to clean it.}}

You might be pathetic enough to call your mom and ask if she is running any errands today and if there was any way she could pick you up a burger king kids meal for lunch or if you need to walk to the store to buy a can of tuna because your fridge looks like the above picture.

You might then be disappointed and too lazy to walk around the block to the store so you dig for something in your freezer instead and end up with a frozen burrito. D.lish. {please not the sarcasm}

So you might be extra thankful that today is PAY DAY!!

Happy Friday!!

Twenty.Two

Today is Mama Grace & Papa G's 22nd anniversary!

I am so proud.

So thankful to have such wonderful role models in my life.

A wonderful example of what the Lord will do in your relationship when you put Him first.

I was 8 months when they got married.

The officiant said I now pronounce you not only husband and wife, but as a family.

And the three of us walked down the aisle together.

Twenty two years later, that family has increased in number and love.

And we are so thankful for the memories that have been made and the memories to come in their next twenty two years marriage.

We celebrated with dinner at Longhorns.

It was SO delicious.

I wayyyy overate.

They came out with this yummy dessert and an anniversary jingle {that was a first}.

It looks nasty in this picture, but trust me- it was tasty.

I unbuttoned my pants the second we got in the car.

No, I'm not ashamed to admit that.

Just a friendly reminder that I may want to consider restarting the 30 Day Shred..... for the 5th time.

Here's to next year when we can hopefully pay for ourselves and/or my parents' dinner on their anniversary.

It's a good thing they love us so much or that could be an awkward situation...

** Yay for posting two days in a row! Woot Woot!**

Fail. Yerrrr.

I totally win the blog failure award.

My poor little smelly life diary has gone way down the drain.

I don't know what it is, but I have negative 1028786 interest in blogging.

Part of me wants to get back into it.

I still have moments where I think like a blogger {if you're a blogger-you know what I mean}

{{As I make my box of Scooby-Doo mac and cheese for the 3rd day in a row- possible blog entry??}}

And then...

Part of me doesn't.

Because who blogs about eating mac and cheese for the 3rd day because they need to wait to go grocery shopping until Pay Day Friday.....

It's not that I don't have time.

I have plenty of time.

I am just living on E with my creative juices.

I'm not going to say I will be back full force.

But I will try.

Our internet has been working horribly lately.

It loads like 2 pages and then times out.

That is one of the most annoying things, especially when you are paying a lot of money for fast internet.

Not cool.

I also can't upload any pictures to my computer at the moment so that has also been hindering the documentary of our oh so exciting life.

Hence why I haven't posted any pictures of my surprise getaway.

{I will do my best to write about that soon, because it was perfect!!}

In the meantime, check out these pics from my phone of our adorable puppy that is growing like.a.weed. that I am still super obsessed with =)

Uncle Ryan is home ! This picture was just a week and a half ago and you can already see from the pictures today how much she's grown!

Seriously?!

This Friday, one year ago, we were spending our morning in the salon.

The weather is actually the same today as it was then.

Gloomy.

Drizzle.

Perfect for frizzy hair.

Has it really already been one year??

Seriously?!

** I'm kind of confused because I think it has been a year. Technically tomorrow is our one year, but it was this Friday in July so that makes it one year too, right? If not, let's pretend it makes sense, ok? Thanks.**

The closer we got to our anniversary the more we started talking about what we were going to do to celebrate.

And the more we realized we are still poor newlyweds.

Spending $7 on a bag of cheetos is just as painful as it was on our honeymoon.

$7 still equals $700.

So we decided we will just go out for dinner and start saving for a fun 5 year anniversary celebration.

It's important to have these conversations.

It kills the suspense of the what ifs.

What if I spend a lot of money on him and he gets me nothing.

I will be mad.

He will feel bad.

I will never forget.

What if he gets me something way better than I get him.

What if he gets me something I don't think was worth the money.

I'll have to put on a smile and pretend its ok.

You get the idea.

so the decision was made.

No gifts.

Just dinner and enjoying our weekend together.

Perfect.

Well...

This morning I receive this email:

Beautiful Wife,

We are doing something special for our one year anniversary, and I am
not going to tell you what it is until this evening... So PLEASE do
not snoop!! (Also do not freak about money, everything has already
been paid for.)

I will send you emails thorughout the day giving hints and
instructions, the first of which is at the bottom of this email.

I will also give you a favorite moment of the past year married to
you, so here is the first one:

Playing cards in the livingroom and letting you win..


Hint #1: You will need to pack, so prepare for two nights!

Love you!!

Seriously?!

Some people like surprises.

I don't.

I am a planner.

I hate having no control.

No idea.

I will be freaking out all day.

I am determined to do no snooping.

I did too much snooping during our engagement week and felt really guilty.

Lesson learned.

I have no idea how he paid for this.

I will try my best to relax, enjoy the suspense (ha!) pack my bags and begin writing a really nice card.

And justify that an anniversary is really more for the husband to do for the wife anyways....right?? :)

P.S I love how he adds that he "let me win", I'm guessing after reading the rest of the email that I am supposed to let that line slide, feed his pride and appreciate the fact that beating him in cards is only because he let me. Yeah oooooook.

And just before I was going to post this I got a new email!

Which I may or may not be checking every 30 seconds btw.

Moment #2: Our very first dog experience - as ridiculous as it was it
was something I will never forget and showed me how quickly you can
love something regardless of looks.. Like me!!

Hint #2: Bring your bathing suit and maybe a beach chair

7 more hours until the suspense is over!!

I can do it!