We have lost one of our sweet little rat babies.
Rose was one of the hairless rats with Dumbo ears that my girls got for Christmas last year. She was a little over a year old. She had a horrible distended belly and you could feel the tumors growing inside her. Poor thing!
She passed at midnight and the girls are going to take it pretty hard when they wake up.
We will miss you, sweetheart Rose!
I haven’t disappeared from cyberspace, I promise.
However, I did get ambushed by a nasty case of strep throat this week.
I don’t ever remember being in so much pain with strep…ever!
But it knocked me the hell out of the ring for about 3 days, then since I was no longer contagious (see I am a good Mommy) I had to get back up and get to work.
So instead of reading blogs, writing blogs, stalking people on facebook and googling random things like ‘how to make orange marmalade’ and ‘hooker boots’ (yes, I pulled those from last weeks search history! Whuck?), I had to get it together!
Because my littlest girl turned 5!!!!!!!!!!!!!! on Wednesday! And she has a huge tea party birthday this weekend.
I have been busting balls trying to catch up on everything I planned to span over the entire week for this party on a budget i.e. DIY Beverly Hills style tea party (not really Bev Hills, but they were some of the inspiration.)
Plus I really wanted to document some of it to share on here with you guys. So stay tuned!
Oh and I got myself a new baby yesterday:
I named her Dahlia and I love her to death already!
Disclaimer: This may or may not have been written while the author was still hopped up on the wonderful pain pills her doctor prescribed to keep her from ripping her throat out whilst it felt like she was constantly swallowing razorblades….
1.) One pet peeve that shouldn’t drive you crazy, but does.
The dogs and cats itching and scratching and chewing at themselves.
I know, I know….it’s like saying ‘Don’t bark DOG!’ or ‘Quit meowing KITTY!’
What else are the poor little guys supposed to do?
They don’t get a nice shower with Irish Spring every morning. They don’t get to moisturize with Cocoa Butter and rehydrate their skin with Body Dew spray throughout the day.
It’s not their fault. But. It. Makes. Me. INSANE!
I try to keep my mouth shut, especially during the day. I try to just turn the TV up or push them softly to the floor and usher them to another room where they can chew and scratch without sending me into ‘crazy lady’ antics howling at them to ‘shut the hell up.’
It is so bad that at night when the irritation overwhelms (I am very sensitive about my sleep and sleeping environment….sensitive = cranky b!$@# in this scenario) my very laid back and indifferent fiancee knocks the poor dogs off the bed the minute they begin to offend. No reason to wait for my wrath to build apparently.
And I know it is illogical. I know it is unfair. What I don’t know is why the heck it bothers me so much!
This post was written as part of a prompt from Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop.
