when it rains, it pours.

when it rains, it pours!  and i mean that quite literally.  it is really raining and it is really pouring. it's pouring buckets of water..... quite the metaphor for our lives right now!! this is our time of year that we try to live lean, as they say.

who is "they" anyway....all i know is when i use any example for my kids about motivation or visualization and explain that "they say that...." basketball players have to visualize getting the ball through the hoop....and that we have to visualize what we want, our kids always respond with, "who are they...there is no they....they did a study.....people just make that stuff up....it must be parents that make that stuff up!" i work a bit on my explanation and just shake my head...someday, they'll understand what i've been talking about....someday.

when one of the kids has an head ache or some other bother in their body, i'll say,"just breathe.  breathe into where the pain is and feel it fade away."  o.k., it is a bit sensitive new age...but it helps. after that, t.j. will let me know,"mom, that's like you with cream...you have a cream for everything!!  itching cream, sunburn cream, heating the ache cream.....you give us cream for everything!

sometimes that's all i have....it's just one of those things....when the kids were younger, the creams could do anything....anything....like a super power.

i do have some creams that do help....like aloe for sunburn and heat cream for muscle aches....but, they've lost their powers.  so have i!

so, back to "they".....and they do say that when it rains, it pours!  today, it's more real than you know.  it's that time of year.  we try to live simply in these early spring months.  we have plenty of plenty in our lives, but at this time of year we feel best to stay tight. 

we had hoped to plan a little family vacation...just us...just family.  we need this time. we desperately need time together.  just us. alone. biff and i, grace and t.j. and time to have some fun together.  we need fun.  it's true.  so much of the school year, we have to be on everyone.  it's just life.  with teens, it seems like it's more so.  at this time of year, in between seasons....we all feel in between.....life!

for the last few years, we have planned....really semi planned....kinda...maybe....sorta planned to get some time away as a family.  to a warm, sunny beach. nothing super crazy.....just to be somewhere that we all love and where we all can have fun together! fun in the sun...they say.

it seems that even when we think it can happen, it's not quite....not quite in the cards, as they say! they.

this year has been the same.  we have some miles to use for planes and hotel.  we have all kinds of options.  it just doesn't seem like the right time.  business wise and money wise and getting that sinking feeling wise.

i try to live by that feeling...good, bad or in between.  this felt good, good, good, not quite sure, it's good for all of us and it's worth it, yes, good, good, business needs attention too, not good, not good, good for us, good for the family, good........and just not good, not gonna happen, not such a good idea, no!

no. it was that sinking feeling that did it.  sometimes biff is the one with the sinking feeling or caution.  sometimes, believe it or not, it's me. we went back and forth and back and forth....we finally came to the conclusion that we had that stinkin' sinkin' feelin'.  i hate when that happens!

so, now that we've disappointed ourselves and our children....we're making alternate plans...again!  last year, at the last minute....we were blessed with an invitation to southampton with our friends.  we were saved.  it wasn't sunny florida, but it was sunny, chilly and the best beaches in the world, bike rides, family, friends, great dinners and fun for all.  it was great....and we all had a wonderful vacation!

a few years ago, we had a similar situation....also with heavy rain that spring, we stayed home over spring break....and we had to rip the wall to wall carpeting out of our soaking wet basement!  slowly and steadily.....throughout the whole vacation, we  ripped out the whole basement carpet....that had been installed just the year before.  with tears in my eyes and dripping water from bits and pieces of that huge rug, biff and i trudged up the bilco stairs and....dragged the waterlogged carpet out to a dumpster.

talk about a metaphor for life...at that moment in time, the rug was pouring water, my eyes were pouring water and life felt like we were in the dumps.  it was not fun in the sun, but we did survive and we did have fun....somehow.  we know how to make the best of things.

we have never been able to get that basement back in order until.........finally, this year we got it back...almost.

and the rain came. and the rain came. and the rain came!  we pulled up everything we had down there....again.  we let it all dry.  dry in the sun. dry with the doors open. dry.

then, began the putting back together. little by little. we do have lots to get done though.  just as we prepared to get it back in order.........

more rain.  lots more rain! more and more and more.

as the say, when it rains it pours.  only this time, we had finally given into the reality that it may not be the best time for a trip.....when it rains it pours!  nope. that's not it.

we had some moments when it rained and it poured.... we told the kids that plans they were a changin'. it was not easy. not for any of us. yesterday, all i said was, "as

long as we're not toting a million pound drenched rug out to the dumpster, it will be a nice vacation...we'll think of something fun to do!

this afternoon, i dashed out with the dogs....in the pouring rain....to take the dogs to the farm to let them run and expend some energy....oh, they did!  fitzy ran off to unknown places....biff was passing by...he called to fitzy too. thankfully, she came back.  she burst through the car window!  proud of returning on her terms! 

i needed the walk too...to expend my energy or lack thereof.  thinking about what to do over vacation to have a little time....somewhere else.   i was soaked through.  my hair was dripping.  my face was wet. i was cold. the car smelled like wet dogs. i was beginning to smell like wet dogs.

that's when i got home.  just after biff.  he was already inside.  grace greeted me at the door.  our backyard is so saturated that our odors form the septic tank are seeping into the basement!!  well, it's true. now, the sh.. really did hit the fan!  when it rains it pours!

this e-bay has been so much fun!  i have a lot to learn...everyday is  different.  it's a surprise everyday! it's exciting to mail out the auction wins!

http://stores.ebay.com/littlemarymixup

who would think? me? at the post office?  one of my greatest issues....mail!  postoffice...getting the mail to the post office!  packaged!

it turns out, i love packaging the merchandise. i like it to look pretty when the winner receives it!  it really is my little store!

o.k.....it was a little tricky to get it done on friday.  i had some o'neill boots, in original box for pennsylvania....a black leather jacket for florida, a dooney and bourke bucket bag for new york state that was changed to florida because it was a birthday present for his mom!....a camera to turkey, for real! i mailed something to turkey!  if you know my mix ups, you know that was a huge event for me...in the post office.  i even had to get through the customs paperwork...can you tell that i'm feeling proud?  turkey wasn't the biggest trick, although writing out the address gave me writers cramp!

my biggest challenge was.....grace's pink electric guitar!...only going to pennsylvania but how about the box! i looked...i called people....i stopped a delivery truck!  i remembered our garage....a safe haven for boxes and tubs...i found it!  i had to take out some of the shelving that came with it..."new in box" as we say in the e-bay world!....i packed up the guitar...with lots of newspaper and a very large lid from one of our plastic tubs.. a little extra touch...so it wouldn't arrive....broken!  it was great!  esxcept for the top 4 inches....i wrapped that up  with boxes and taped it all together.  you've never seen a more mixed up looking package....i know it will get there safe though!! even the woman at the post office gasped!  the big job was taken care of...i really did it....grace had the turkey customer and the electric guitar customer.....next time, she'll have to come with me....i've already let her know that i'd have to charge her for that kind of stress!!  by the way, i was the last customer in the post office....living on the edge...but i got it done!  even with my postal issues.

i must admit, i have to learn where the best location is to contain the merchandise!  i have so much to sell that i don't have it all up on e-bay yet!  the descriptions take time...the research takes time...and keeping organized to mail it all takes time....where to keep it is my bigger project.  i started out in the family room!  we've outgrown that area...i have it all in tubs and i know what's what...but it doesn't do much for the decor!

this is what we have...not even from the antique stores that i frequent....not even from stores...not even from the outside world....just stuff.

do you have stuff?  you probably move your stuff out immediately.  i know, you don't have junk in your junk drawer.  your closets are organized.  your garage has cars.  your kids have nothing more than they need...the ideal amount of STUFF!

not us.  and we give away. we hand me down. we share. we sell.  we work at clearing out.  always.  that's my mission in life.  getting it out! i desperately want to be free of too much stuff!  i want to live simply.  the stuff just complicates things!

we are very blessed.  blessed to have such abundance...that doesn't mean that we need to have it all under our roof!

today, i have to get some more listings up!  i have to bring t.j. an english paper that he left on the kitchen table...i have to get our dogs out for a big run...in the rain...i have to clean the paw prints on the kitchen floor.

hey!  how did that happen?  it's only monday...i had kids and biff here all weekend...why is it more upside down on mondays?  anybody have the answer?  i still can't figure it out!

we did some outside work. we did lots of laundry.  we took care of a couple of projects....and today....it's all left for me!  i guess that's o.k. but i think i have the answer....i'll say."pick up your stuff

or i'll sell it on e-bay!" it might just work...i'm on a roll, don't stop me now!

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no photos in this post...they won't upload...something new to figure out! i'd better go bring t.j. his paper...it's pouring out there...really puring...connecticut news keeps reporting floods! oh, great...i better start selling everything we own in the basement!  watch for it all on e-bay!!

just sayin'

this is my blog. it has been so much fun writing.  i have spent time writing and having fun with photos.  i know there are many blogs out there with very specific topics....very specific for people to get just the information they desire. there are family blogs...art blogs.... about blog blogs...exercise blogs...shopping blogs....movie blogs....dog blogs....infinity and beyond blogs.

and then there's me.  just a bunch of  stuff...just some day to day stuff....what's going on with a wife, a mom, a dog "owner", a cat "owner" a friend, a sister, an aunt, a daughter in law, a sister in law, a shopper, a mom who's trying to bring up our kids...with the help of a great husband. i'm a woman who's pretty happy in my life. 

i'm grateful, passionate about lots of people, places and things.  i'm always honest.....i "go direct" these days.  i don't have the time to talk behind people's backs.  if i have something to say about someone, it's usually something that i'm sure i've said to the person i'm talking about!

how could i deem myself the one to judge!  besides, most of my time is spent judging myself and how i'm doing ....as a wife, a mom, a friend.....a dog "owner" and how the dogs see me...do i walk them enough...do i give them enough time....

you can only imagine how i do that as a wife and a mom.  goodness, i'm even critiquing myself as i begin my e-bay business!  thankfully, i don't judge my womanhood or my mom-hood or my wife-hood based on how many dust bunnies i have or how great my grout looks.  there would be big trouble if i judged myself based on my becky-home-ecky skills!

i'm also exhausted, enthused, excited,sometimes discouraged, sometimes scared, energetic, sometimes lonely....which is ironic because sometimes i have no time for myself.... sometimes frustrated, sometimes sad, sometimes disappointed, sometimes , sometimes, sometimes.  in no particular order.  i do try to be grateful everyday....just because it's the only way for me to live and stay happy in a busy world.  there's so much to be grateful for!

as a mom, there's no real way of knowing whether i'm doing a good job, a great job or a job that's not quite good enough....all i can do is do my best!  some things we do our best at and that's not enough...we could have done more!  one thing for sure, this is the biggest job of my life!  and it's the job that i've put more energy and time and life than any other thing in my life....ever! and i'm still learning.  at the end of the day, almost every day since our kids have been born, i kiss them goodnight and i say my own little prayer thanking God and also hoping that i'm doing it o.k.....well really, better than o.k.

i'm sure there are lots of people who may judge just what kind of job we are doing...there are plenty of people who judge in this world!.....i wish there were as many people who would share the joys and ups and downs and share their own with us.  sometimes people say i'm too honest....i tell it like it is.  i do.  why bother going through life faking it.  i have nothing to hide!  

the funny thing is, many people that i know have said, "i can't believe you write all of that stuff on your blog!" ..."what's the point of the blog?  you don't get that many followers."...."why bother writing if no one will read it?"....."why don't you see how you can get more people to read it?"

sounds good to me. i mean, why write it?  especially if i have no followers.  why bother. why bother if it's not anything that anyone cares about?  i don't know.  why would anyone want to read all of this??

i don't know. who knows?  who cares? i have a few followers.  i hear some nice things when some friends read it.  i guess. 

oh, wouldn't we all love followers....supporters...people cheering us on!  people who pat us on the back...tell us what a great job we do....a mutual admiration society is just fine with me.  after all, i'm a  leo!  i crave praise, even in a blog.......

but really, everyone in this world is so busy...who has the time?....who has the inclination?...who wants to bother to read this stuff when they have their own stuff to do? 

i don't even think my family reads this! too busy. it's funny because we've had this life for a long time....just our life...mix ups and all!  we talk to some family...here and there...we talk to our friends...when we can.

yet, nobody has a clue about our life...nobody really gets to see our kids everyday, really get to know them...in person!  as they are...everyday.  through the goods the bads, the ups the downs. family may see them on occasions....but, that's not who our kids are....that's just a tiny spec of who they are.

actually, that's why i miss my mom so much!  because she cared.  she took the time.  she spent the time.  she didn't judge.  she laughed....alot.  about the ups and downs and ins and outs with biff.....with me.....with grace......and with ted.......and daisy and fitzy and the cats!

she spent time with us.  she stayed with us to visit....to really spend time.  she didn't like to stay too long..."guests are like fish...after 3 days they start to stink!" she used to say.  but, she also lived with us through tears, tantrums, sickness, frustration, laughs and singing, church, baseball games, halloween parades, trick or treating, kids swim lessons, splashing in the pool, picking up shells on the beach.....just stuff...the simple stuff...the things our kids remember.  special stuff and special memories.

you can't buy memories.  you can't get that on a visit a couple of times a year.  you can't have the wonderful connection....it's just not real...and that's sad.  sometimes that happens.  it's out of our control.

sometimes, we try and try and the timing just won't work...that's hard.

oh, we talk to lots of people...in fact we don't even have enough time to really "talk" to some.  and lots of people talk to us.  it's funny though....still with all of that talking, not everyone even asks how we are...or how they are.  as a friend says, " there are lots of people talking about their kitchens!"  and that's true.  everyone wants to talk home improvements. many want to bore you with their busy jobs....yawn...like that's who they are...it's just what they do.  lots of people talk about how busy they are...

soooooo busy!  when did that start. busy.  we are all so busy.  there's no time to say hello.  gotta go.  gotta get to practice.  gotta get to the store...gotta, gotta, gotta.

i was just talking with one of my favorite friends....actually, she's family.  we were talking about how many people consider the computer and e-mails and facebook and cell phone instant messaging real forms of communication.  i just don't buy it.  it's not real.

it's not spending time with people..."live action" as the kids used to say about the movies that were people and not cartoons! i know lots of people who "count" computer "talk" as real.  if that's good enough for them....i guess that's all they need!

i prefer hearing the voice...better yet, seeing the person and hearing their words go with their facial expressions!  nothing can beat that!  nothing.

friends see our kids much more.  the local friends see them through the ins and outs and ups and downs.  the friends have kids going through some of the similar situations...playing on the same teams, going to the same schools.....they know our kids.

probably, in my mother's era, families knew more about families. they lived in closer proximity to each other....they lived close to where they worked...they lived in the same towns....they had alot of emotional support from each other....so they say.

some families may be better off  separated by a few states. oh, come on! we all know those stories....they are everywhere....every family has one of those stories.  even perfect families have those stories!

that's why we need a sense of humor!  and that's why we need friends.  we pick our friends!  sometimes, we find families in our friends.  sometimes it's easier with friends. sometimes our friends know us better than some of the family!!  i think that's o.k.  it's great for the kids to have lots of different types of family!  

we've been blessed to have friends and family...not always as often or as close as we'd like....but we are grateful.  it's important for all of us.  it's important that we have more than just us....it's important that our kids have more than just us!  kids need to know that they are a part of more.  family is very important....but in a world of busy - ness, kids need lots more!

last week, i was at two meetings about looking out for our kids....all of our kids.  the one's in our family, our friends' kids, neighbors' kids, kids in our community.....just kids.  we got a lot of information.....and we learned a lot!  kids need us.  kids need to "feel the love" as biff and i always say.

it's true.  most of us do. kids just need more.  they need to be encouraged. kids need time...time spent together...talked with...engaged....looked in the eye....encouraged....approved....love from lots of different people....kids need connection.

so do we.  if we're lucky, we get some connection that's real...more than an e-mail masquerading as connection and feelings shared.  i know at the end of the day....when we're home...just family....quiet....loud....happy or sad....angry or exhausted....up or down.....in my case, lipstick or no lipstick!......i'm connected.....we're connected here at home....and that's enough!  still, more connection is better.....for everyone.

i guess it's a good thing that i like writing my blog....because i like writing. it feels good for now. it's good for me. i like hearing that others enjoy it...of course, that's nice...that's a bonus!

just like being a mom....it's nice to hear that your kids are good kids...that they're liked...and loved.if we worked at it just to get the praise and the pats on the back, it wouldn't be the same.  taking care of them, being there and loving them is all that matters.

just sayin'.

**mean girl movies and chick flicks**

here's a link of great teen movies...really good movies...i'm hoping to watch them all again!
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4cEjFyZc5zQ

just added some of the mean girl movies and information that we've been learning as parents lately!  face it, we've all known the mean girls....some have even been the mean girls. i hope i wasn't mean or hurtful to anyone....if i ever have been like that, i hope i'll get the chance to apologize...or be an example today...in some way.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4cEjFyZc5zQ

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=52u6AD19wGk&feature=related

this is a great you tube video of some great mean girl movies out there! anyone with girls should check them out....forever, there have been "mean girls"....this is a new generation of mean girls...with technology.this is not a movie...it's just a video with movie suggestions.....pretty good ideas all in one place!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WkWOKnGAQAE

also wanted to add some nice chick flicks to think about...for moms and girls....this link is a youtube video put to music with all of the movies listed...great resource!
.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GcaYcSjvHjw&feature=fvw

mean girl

 daisy, fitz and i had a fun walk through town for daisy's 8th birthday...here they are sitting in front of the movie theatre! see the cat behind them!!

what a day....the weather was great!

another "out the sunroof" pic!

i was off with my friend jane to get some of my credits back to the stores...walmart!! marshalls!! and t.j. maxx!!  even though i've been staying out of the stores, some of the things we've bought over  the last 6 months may not have been the right fit for the bicycle, the wrong color grosgrain ribbon for a project, an impulse buy of rubbermaid stacking containers.....and more...it adds up!  too much stuff! we're clearing out.

http://www.walmart.com/

o.k.  the bike stuff was from biff's birthday in october....he had the bike mechanics already. darn.  not because i bought him something he already had...biff knows it's the thought that counts....again!  i had already given it to him!

the adorable polka dot ribbon was for grace's bedroom....the project stalled....the color was wrong for the beach colors in grace's room...turquoise and hot pink and lime green.  the ribbon waited....the receipt blew away!

the rubbermaid stackables are easy to explain....anything that i can do to create order attracts me. anything...

@katiecouric: Rosalind Wiseman

o.k, i admit it! i'm about the age of katie couric...and i do like her...i miss her on n.b.c! i love her honesty about life with daughters!

daisy, daisy....

daisy is 8 years old today!  what fun we've had since mr. mckee called to let us know that pine, daisy's mom, had just had 11 puppies!!  we couldn't wait to go to old lyme, ct. and meet our little girl puppy.....which one would be ours?   biff, grace and t.j. and i arrived at mr. mckee's big barn to see hunter, daisy's big burly english.white.golden......with pine,the traditional gold. golden....nursing lots of puppies. pine looked exhausted!  no wonder!

that was the day that we saw our puppy!  love at first sight!  from the moment, mr. mckee called, the timing was just right.  we had thought about getting a puppy for a few years.   i had never had my own dog....ever.  oh sure, there were alot of rentals....friends had wonderful dogs.  there was poochie, timmy, monroe, matty, heidi and even my brother timmy's black lab, humphrey....and tippy...and jenna.....

poochie, a gentle german shepherd, was afraid of fireworks...if they lit fireworks, that would get him home.

timmy was another sweet german shepherd but he didn't like men very much....when the pizza man delivered a pizza, he ran for the door...put his paws through the window, the pizza man dropped the box and ran back to the car!  free pizza and the word "canine" written on the map at their address forever!  no more deliveries.

monroe, shared by our very close family friends, was the first golden retriever in my life and my dream come true!  beautiful, well trained and perfectly charming with a ten year old girl...... he was quite the ladies man, arriving at the front door to greet visitors with random pairs of boxer shorts from the laundry basket....L-O-V-E.  that was that.  i was sure i would have my own golden retriever....someday.

mattie was a city dog....the first little dog in my life ...a hot dog!  funny and cute, he was a cool new york city guy!  he had a swagger, he had and attitude and he knew his way around the big apple....just like some guys i dated. great guy, nice memories...not my style.

there was heidi, an adorable honey toned mutt with gigantic brown eyes, who was always glad to greet me at the door when i went to visit a friend....heidi was sweet, silly and always excited to see me!  she had a bubbly effervescence about her....specially while she pee'd  all over the feet of her newest, latest, best friend.

humphrey may have been one of the coolest dogs ever ...and he was practically related!  tim took that black lab everywhere...he lived in stowe, he traveled in a red pick up truck, he summered on nantucket, he knew the folks on the nantucket ferry...he traveled to new york to visit his gramma, who worked at saks fifth avenue!  he waited in tim's truck, in saks' parking lot, while his master and his gramma had lunch!  one very cool dog.  too many humphrey stories to tell.... at christmas, i always gave him a new bandana...accessories matter ....to everyone in our family!

after christmas,humphrey went back to stowe with tim. tim continued running his business.  humphrey went about his stowe routine...visiting all of the restaurants up along the mountain road....welcomed and served through their kitchen doors. he was well bred with finer tastes...back at tim's shop, humphrey mosied on in....tim noticed that humphrey's red bandana was looking rather worn.  it was time to replace it.....time to take out his fine green bandana, his christmas present.

tim cleaned up the boy nicely, wrapped his handsome green bandana around humphrey's neck....and got back to work. just then, the door to his shop opened.  it was a local.  the local paused and looked a bit perplexed....he shook his head....tim asked what was up.....the local told tim,"it's amazing!  i just saw a dog that looked just like yours....he was running up the mountain road....he had a side of beef in his mouth! that dog looked just like humphrey.....only the other dog had on a red bandana....and humphrey has a GREEN bandana!"

then there was tipperary.  "tippy" was a beagle...a regal beagle....with a hint of kooky.  he was loving.  he was my friend's first baby....you know dogs like tippy....at first, he was an only child....he loved everyone he met....the family....friends...other dogs...and company.

 tippy was one cool dog. he lived in the hamptons with my good friend. it was the late 80's...there were many weekends in the summer that our friends would gather at tippy's house, sit by the pool, walk to the beach, have barbeques and sleep overs with friends.

one delightful summer saturday, while lounging at the beach, talking about our night time adventures with the girls.....i mentioned my sleep the night before...or lack of it...i started, "i dozed off quickly....it was great sleeping weather....i slept like a baby....until TIPPY got into bed with me...there was plenty of room...but, you know how he pushes his way under the comforter?  same old story!  you know how he likes to nuzzle up really close?  REALLY close.  and it was hot.  i kept trying to push him back...just so he's stop breathing on me!  he just pushed back!  HE is SO persistent!"

that was when our friend kathy burst in,"shhhhh! all of the people around us are staring!  it sounds like tippy's your preppy boyfriend! and you're a bit loose!" 

we howled....louder than a beagle!

years later, biff, the kids and i moved to our house.  the dream was getting closer....we would get a dog....a golden!

first, we would be able to handle the kitties.  then, we would get our dog. grace and t.j. were little...it wasn't time...YET.

we lived through the summer. we waited.  we wanted it to be at the right time.  our day would come.  i walked grace and t.j. to the pound. i told stories about all of the "time-out" pups!  we knew our animal control woman on a first name basis!

one october day, i walked to the garage door, i opened it...from inside our house....and who sat wagging at me?

jenna, a golden retriever!  i fell in love.  it was my dream. did biff bring this sweet dog to me? where was she from? so many questions needed to be answered. i called the number on her tag.  they answered the phone. i told my story.  they asked if we wanted her!  i did. i did.

biff loved her too.  he said she would wander.  that's how she got to us.  he was worried that she would break my heart....wandering away. she never did.  she was ours. from that day forward. her family still left their garage door open for jenna.  they still fed her.  they threw the ball for her. 

when there was thunder and lightning, she came to us.  when one of our small kids had a tantrum, she was here...to calm us all.  when my piano arrived...the piano from home...from my mom....the movers trudged along our path to the front door.....jenna dropped her tenns ball!

they picked it up and threw it!  when we had friends with minivan doors left open, jenna would fill up the seats and floor with tennis balls.  if we were raking the lawn, jenna would drop her tennis ball in front of the lawn mower....so we'd have to toss it.  when the u.p.s. truck arrived, she'd drop her tennis balls in the truck.  joe, the u.p.s. man, would have to throw it out of the truck.  the kids would play wiffle ball....jenna would arrive....and dash off with the ball.  when she seemed cold, we'd bring her in by the fire.  one night, t.j. was about 4.....he called to me."mom. mom....a little help please." i said,"t.j., i'll be right there.  i walked up the stairs....to t.j......he was in his room.  i turned to look at him.....he was standing with jenna...in his room.  she had let herself in!"  she knew where the love was.  an intuitive dog!  we loved her....she went everywhere with us.  sometimes uninvited.  people would call out to us,"excuse me...you SHOULD put that dog on a leash!"

now. we've had daisy for 8 years! she was worth the wait! a dog like daisy is all i ever hoped for....and i had no idea she'd be even better. she is the sweetest.  we all love daisy! daisy, daisy.

this is the puppy face she's had since we first met our daisy!!