So you're probably all wondering, "Why is this post called 'Nipple'?" Well, let me tell you.
Michael and I were enjoying a normal afternoon after work. The pups were chillin', and I was getting ready to make dinner (yes, you read that correctly. I, Paola Black, was going to make dinner). As I'm getting the stove and crap ready, I look over at Luke and his ear is flipped up. I notice that it's super red and I go over to check him out and his ear is nasty red and swollen with nasty thick, white pus coming out of it (your welcome if you were eating while reading that). I check his other ear, and it seems fine, but I panic anyways and run to Michael in tears about how my dog is dying.
Michael, being the reasonable and level-headed spouse, checked out his ear and confirmed that it was nasty and infected. Well, while he was rubbing him to make him feel better, he felt something on his stomach and told me to check it out while he held Luke down. I go in and it looks like something black is sticking out of his stomach, so my first reaction is to scream and cry about how something is inside of him, eating him alive. Michael, rolling his eyes, checks on it and then tells me to get tweezers because he thinks it's a tick or something. Well, I go grab the tweezers and then Michael and I attempt to take that mother freakin nasty bug out of my baby boy.
No luck. The stupid thing is stubborn, and when we keep trying, it kept digging itself in his poor little stomach. After about a minute, I'm really freaking out and we call to find out where the emergency animal hospital is. Luckily, it's only a mere 30 minutes away! Waahooo!!! (please note the sarcasm).
When we finally get to the emergency hospital, they take my baby boy and start looking at him, but we can't actually be there to watch so I'm sitting in the waiting room, watching some stupid MTV show. Finally, after horrible suspense, the vet calls us into a room and brings him back. The vet comes in and starts talking about his ear infection and how Luke needs meds and I'm just like, "SHUT UP! WHAT ABOUT THE PARASITE THAT'S DIGGING INTO HIS BRAIN!?!?!??!" I didn't actually say anything, but i felt all that.
When the vet finally gets to the point of the creepy crawly, he's tells us that he couldn't find it, but that it sounds like he has something really bad and that if we popped it or burst the mother freaker, Luke could go into shock. You can imagine how I reacted...
Anywho, so the vet goes back and tries to find the nasty thing again, and we sit there and wait. This time he doesn't take too long coming back, and he brings Luke with him. Here is what he said: "You were actually ripping out his nipple".
....
SERIOUSLY!?
I almost ripped my dogs nipple out.
The end.
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Our First Home
We freakin BOUGHT A HOUSE.
As soon as we signed the papers, Michael said, "We're finally real people." I never realized how poor real people were... just kidding. Well, not really haha.
So we have been house hunting for the past couple weeks and it has been horrible. I would literally send our Realtor a list of houses I liked at night, and half my list would be gone (sold) by the morning. We were starting to think that we would never find anything, until we found a really REALLY nice house. The problem: wayyy too expensive. So we dropped that and kept looking. It got to the point where I was telling Michael that I didn't care anymore. I told him to just chose something before I exploded.
Luckily I didn't have to explode. On Saturday we went house hunting and the last house we saw we fell in love with. I mean the price was perfect, the size was good, and it was updated. I don't mind doing a little work, but if everything is done to your standard then better for me. Our backyard is pretty large and the floors (most of them) are pretty dog proof.
Anywho, so on Saturday we made an offer within an hour of being in that house. We called the Realtor associated with the house and she said that 4 or 5 other couples were interested. By Sunday, our offer was still the strongest, but then we got a call from our Realtor saying that some guy was offering CASH MONEY for the house. Who the hell has that much money!? I was ready to punch someone. Well, usually cash offers win, so we just kind of bowed our heads and started looking at other houses. On Monday we didn't hear anything and then this morning my husband texted me that we got it! I stood up and shrieked at work, jumping up and down at my desk. It was a pretty fun sight... and my co-workers were all giving me strange looks.
We signed our contract right after I got done with work and now we are waiting to close :). I can't wait to move in!! We hope to be in by the end of July :). Here are some pictures for your enjoyment (I'm obviously not posting our address... I'm pretty sure too many people at work already know where I live...):
As soon as we signed the papers, Michael said, "We're finally real people." I never realized how poor real people were... just kidding. Well, not really haha.
So we have been house hunting for the past couple weeks and it has been horrible. I would literally send our Realtor a list of houses I liked at night, and half my list would be gone (sold) by the morning. We were starting to think that we would never find anything, until we found a really REALLY nice house. The problem: wayyy too expensive. So we dropped that and kept looking. It got to the point where I was telling Michael that I didn't care anymore. I told him to just chose something before I exploded.
Luckily I didn't have to explode. On Saturday we went house hunting and the last house we saw we fell in love with. I mean the price was perfect, the size was good, and it was updated. I don't mind doing a little work, but if everything is done to your standard then better for me. Our backyard is pretty large and the floors (most of them) are pretty dog proof.
Anywho, so on Saturday we made an offer within an hour of being in that house. We called the Realtor associated with the house and she said that 4 or 5 other couples were interested. By Sunday, our offer was still the strongest, but then we got a call from our Realtor saying that some guy was offering CASH MONEY for the house. Who the hell has that much money!? I was ready to punch someone. Well, usually cash offers win, so we just kind of bowed our heads and started looking at other houses. On Monday we didn't hear anything and then this morning my husband texted me that we got it! I stood up and shrieked at work, jumping up and down at my desk. It was a pretty fun sight... and my co-workers were all giving me strange looks.
We signed our contract right after I got done with work and now we are waiting to close :). I can't wait to move in!! We hope to be in by the end of July :). Here are some pictures for your enjoyment (I'm obviously not posting our address... I'm pretty sure too many people at work already know where I live...):
Our HUGE backyard for our pup-pups. We're going to plant some trees to give them some shade.
The fireplace in the backyard.
The master bath. The left door is the toilet and the right is the walk-in closet.
Master bedroom. I can't remember what type of ceiling that is...
Breakfast nook, kitchen, and living room.
Formal dining room.
The front of the house.
My AWESOME kitchen! Well... our kitchen I guess, since I don't cook.
The living room.
Kitchen, bar, and living room.
We are SOO happy with our new house and we can't wait to move in!! And obviously none of the furniture is ours...
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
3 Year Anniversary
Michael and I celebrated our 3 year anniversary today :). It doesn't feel like it's been that long, but it also feels like I've known Michael forever. I'm so glad I married him. These past 3 years (I guess almost 4 if you count our dating...) have been getting better and better. Michael is my best friend and the only person on the planet who truly knows me. I have nothing to hide around him and I'm never ashamed of being my true self. He's hilarious and is always keeping things interesting. He also has a belief in me that I've never seen in anyone else. Remember my rant about him being my trainer? Well, I'm actually touched that he believed in me enough to know that I would get through some of the horrible work outs he put me through. He believes in me and I believe in him.
And he loves dogs. Which is convenient because we have 3 of them.
We celebrated by going to a fancy Italian place in the square. I got an expensive $26 fish meal that wasn't impressive. It was the most expensive meal I've ever had, and I regret it. I wanted to go to a sea food place that was on the other side of the square, but we had heard good things about the Italian restaurant so we figured it would be worth a try. I don't think I'll go there anytime soon again. Anywho, it was romantic and I love spending time with my hubhub.
Some overdue pictures:
And he loves dogs. Which is convenient because we have 3 of them.
We celebrated by going to a fancy Italian place in the square. I got an expensive $26 fish meal that wasn't impressive. It was the most expensive meal I've ever had, and I regret it. I wanted to go to a sea food place that was on the other side of the square, but we had heard good things about the Italian restaurant so we figured it would be worth a try. I don't think I'll go there anytime soon again. Anywho, it was romantic and I love spending time with my hubhub.
Some overdue pictures:
One of our last hikes in Utah. I miss walking with them off the leash :(.
Leia playing with Daddy.
This is in our new place in the office. Luke likes to sit by the window and watch the happenings of the backyard. Silly boy.
These are our Hunger Game VIP tickets... I probably should have posted this a long time ago. W/e. I still have these tickets haha.
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
Personal Trainer
If you do not value your life, or are suicidal, ask Michael to be your trainer. I unfortunately did.
Jk.
But seriously.
My boss is in really good shape so I asked her what her secret is, and she said that she's had a trainer for a really long time. I told Michael that I wanted to get one, assuming that the trainers at the gym we go to would probably be cheap. He volunteered to train me instead, so I stupidly accepted. On Saturday we had our first training session, and he had me "warm up" running half a mile at a 7-minute pace. If you think that's easy, then screw you, because it wasn't for me. I had been running the week before we started, but not that intensely. After the run (yes, I finished it... but barely), I was done for the day.
He barely scratched the surface.
He had me do exercises that hurt after the first rep. I was literally falling asleep by the end of the work out because my body just wanted to shut down and heal. After the torture, he made me do sprints. Freakin jerk. I tried for about 10 seconds and then collapsed. Then he made me run sprints again.
Point of the story is, I'm still sore, even today. My neck muscles hurt on Sunday. I had muscles on my feet that were hurting. My FINGERS were hurting. He killed me. And then he killed me again yesterday. I'm not sure who's more foolish... Michael for thinking that I'll survive another work out session, or me continuing to go. Michael did the work out I did on Saturday, and he barely got through it. I just wanted to add that so that people don't think I'm completely useless.
Hopefully, if I'm not lying dead in the Bentonville Gym, I'll be toned and sexy within a month. Or two. Probably never. I decided today that I enjoy eating burgers more than being really toned. But then my body remembers all the pain Michael made me go through and I never want to eat ever again. Ever.
P.S. I just read the Divergent series, and IT WAS AWESOME. Such an exciting book!!!!!!!! I recommend it.
Jk.
But seriously.
My boss is in really good shape so I asked her what her secret is, and she said that she's had a trainer for a really long time. I told Michael that I wanted to get one, assuming that the trainers at the gym we go to would probably be cheap. He volunteered to train me instead, so I stupidly accepted. On Saturday we had our first training session, and he had me "warm up" running half a mile at a 7-minute pace. If you think that's easy, then screw you, because it wasn't for me. I had been running the week before we started, but not that intensely. After the run (yes, I finished it... but barely), I was done for the day.
He barely scratched the surface.
He had me do exercises that hurt after the first rep. I was literally falling asleep by the end of the work out because my body just wanted to shut down and heal. After the torture, he made me do sprints. Freakin jerk. I tried for about 10 seconds and then collapsed. Then he made me run sprints again.
Point of the story is, I'm still sore, even today. My neck muscles hurt on Sunday. I had muscles on my feet that were hurting. My FINGERS were hurting. He killed me. And then he killed me again yesterday. I'm not sure who's more foolish... Michael for thinking that I'll survive another work out session, or me continuing to go. Michael did the work out I did on Saturday, and he barely got through it. I just wanted to add that so that people don't think I'm completely useless.
Hopefully, if I'm not lying dead in the Bentonville Gym, I'll be toned and sexy within a month. Or two. Probably never. I decided today that I enjoy eating burgers more than being really toned. But then my body remembers all the pain Michael made me go through and I never want to eat ever again. Ever.
P.S. I just read the Divergent series, and IT WAS AWESOME. Such an exciting book!!!!!!!! I recommend it.
Arkansas
OK, I said I would update everyone about our move and everything... but I forgot and the weeks have flown by.
Anywho, so I started work the Monday after we moved (I ended my HCO job at BYU on the Friday before we left), which means that I had no break from work (which is a good and bad thing). I got a position working as a merchandising assistant for Sam's Club Home Office. The job is something else, let me tell you. My first couple days were spent at a painful orientation, and then I was able to get my grand tour of the Sam's building which is freakin awesome. My co-workers around me are great and I'm really enjoying my team. I'm slowly learning all the responsibilities I need to do, but it's a bit overwhelming. I guess the thing that is most stressful is not knowing anything or not knowing what to do when something comes up. I'm being patient, and I have definitely improved in the past month, but it's still a thorn on my side. I want to know everything, and I want to know everything now :).
My category that I support (Paper) is right next to the Pet category so I get to talk dogs with people that actually want to listen! I know I can get a little carried away with talking about my furry children, but now I feel like I have a run for my money (or whatever the saying is). My co-worker (as I have already mentioned) has 4 large, beautiful dogs, so we trade secrets and give each other pointers and advice :).
So we are renting a house in Bella Vista, which is the hilly side of Benton County. The roads look exactly like the roads I got into my big accident with my jeep do. It scares me to death driving on these roads... but I'm getting use to that too. The backyard we have is great and big, with lots of trees so the dogos have shade and ticks. I love ticks. Especially dead ones.
Anywho, WE BOUGHT A CAR!
Anywho, so I started work the Monday after we moved (I ended my HCO job at BYU on the Friday before we left), which means that I had no break from work (which is a good and bad thing). I got a position working as a merchandising assistant for Sam's Club Home Office. The job is something else, let me tell you. My first couple days were spent at a painful orientation, and then I was able to get my grand tour of the Sam's building which is freakin awesome. My co-workers around me are great and I'm really enjoying my team. I'm slowly learning all the responsibilities I need to do, but it's a bit overwhelming. I guess the thing that is most stressful is not knowing anything or not knowing what to do when something comes up. I'm being patient, and I have definitely improved in the past month, but it's still a thorn on my side. I want to know everything, and I want to know everything now :).
My category that I support (Paper) is right next to the Pet category so I get to talk dogs with people that actually want to listen! I know I can get a little carried away with talking about my furry children, but now I feel like I have a run for my money (or whatever the saying is). My co-worker (as I have already mentioned) has 4 large, beautiful dogs, so we trade secrets and give each other pointers and advice :).
So we are renting a house in Bella Vista, which is the hilly side of Benton County. The roads look exactly like the roads I got into my big accident with my jeep do. It scares me to death driving on these roads... but I'm getting use to that too. The backyard we have is great and big, with lots of trees so the dogos have shade and ticks. I love ticks. Especially dead ones.
Anywho, WE BOUGHT A CAR!
These pictures aren't actually our car... I wanted to take pictures, but it's dark out right now and I know that if I wait to post this, I'll forget and it'll never get posted. But it's the same color as the ones above. The car is pretty awesome and it's a 2013! I know... it's only 2012, but I'm not questioning the label :). I get to drive this to work everyday so I call it "my car" lol. Michael likes to correct me and say "our OTHER car". Toe-may-toe, toe-ma-toe. Point is, we love it and it loves us. Now we are one big, two car, happy family.
Michael finished all his classes so now he is OFFICIALLY a BYU graduate. Congrats to my love!! I'm really proud of him for pushing through the last two classes he had to finish. Poor thing, the classes were draining his life source away. He officially gets to start work on Monday. He's been complaining about how he's had nothing to do for about 2 months. I think about his complaints when I wake up at 6:00 AM and watch him sleep peacefully as I drag myself out of bed. Then I think about punching his peaceful face. Then I backtrack and remember that he's really good looking, so then I punch him in the arm instead.
Life here is going pretty well so far. We're very happy :).
Monday, May 28, 2012
Ar-Kansas
We've been here for two weeks, and it feels like we just moved here. It's been absolutely CRAZY (hence going incognito for two weeks...).
Michael drove about 80% of it. I feel like such a wimp. I've driven across the states so many times, so I was confident in my abilities to drive during the night, but I could not keep awake to save my life. I drove from 12-2 and the entire time I was dancing and singing really loudly so that I could concentrate. Finally Michael just took over and drove all night. In the morning I tried to take over, but again, I just couldn't keep awake. I would literally slap myself as hard as I could to try and stay awake... I felt so pathetic. Poor Michael...
Walmart luckily was able to ship our car to Arkansas, so we got to rent a new Jeep Cherokee.
I absolutely love that car! If we ever get in a position to buy one, I would do it in a heart beat. It is HUGE on the inside (enough room to fit me lying down and three dogs all lying down), it was super quiet on the highway, and it drove super smooth. Love it. LOOOOVE it.
The First Week
We moved here two Saturdays ago and the first week was spent sleeping on an air mattress (thanks to my wonderful and amazing in-laws) and having no furniture. That week was honestly horrible for me. It's not that I hated sleeping on an air mattress, that was actually really comfortable. I think the bad thing about it was that we didn't have our stuff and we didn't have internet or cable. It was also hard trying to adjust to my new job. Orientation was.. interesting. I was excited to actually start work, but it's frustrating because of how much I don't know. I love getting so comfortable with a job that you're able to answer any question and handle any job. I know that knowledge of my job will come with time, but I'm not very patient. As Michael says about me: when I want something, I don't want it now, I wanted it 2 minutes ago.
Anywho, we finally got our stuff Tuesday (it was suppose to be Monday, but I guess people want to do things to shorten my life) and we unpacked everything that same day. It was EXHAUSTING. If we move in 2 years, it'll be too soon. I don't want to move ever again, but since we're renting, that's not really an option. I want to live in our rental for a while, so hopefully we can save up enough money to find a house that we can live in for the rest of our lives. I know this is a lot to ask for, but a girl can dream. Anywho, after we got everything unpacked, the internet and cable came on Wednesday. I love cable. I love watching basketball on my couch in my sweats with my pups sleeping on the floor in front of me. I've learned to never take the little things for granted. Especially cable.
The backyard is pretty awesome and the dogs are loving it. We wanted to have them sleep outside at night, but that was scratched off our list the first night. Our backyard is bordering a small forest so the dogs are constantly hearing noises. Leia has assumed the responsibility of barking at every noise she hears, so we try to keep her inside at night as much as possible. We bought them a small plastic pool to splash in when it gets hot, and Chewy decided to give it a go yesterday. The water was a dark brown after about 2 minutes in it. We're going to have to rethink that.
Ugh, there is so much more! I need to never miss out so long on writing on here. We'll take some pictures once we get more furniture and decorations (which we are doing, so help me!). We bought a car today! :), pictures to come.
Peace.
And HAPPY MEMORIAL DAY! I love anything that celebrates the armed forces. I love and respect the men and women in the military. Honestly, anyone who gives their lives for someone like me to sit on this computer and write what I want and when I want is my hero. I enjoy all the freedoms I have because of other people.
The Car Ride
Remind me to never drive a car with 3 large dogs across the country. Never. The drive itself wasn't too bad, but we probably would have made better time if we didn't have to stop all the time. We stopped every couple hours to give the dogs some "stretch" time and to let them relieve themselves. They didn't eat the whole time (about a day), but they drank lots of water. Chewy had the hardest time compared to the other two. Luke and Leia slept most of the way, mainly because I gave Leia calming pills (about 6...). I gave Chewy some, but he's so big, I don't think it took as much as an effect as it did for Leia. Anywho, he refused to stand or sleep in the car. During our drive through the night, I saw that he kept dozing off, but then snapped his head back up. Poor kid. He was so stiff and was more than excited when we stopped.Michael drove about 80% of it. I feel like such a wimp. I've driven across the states so many times, so I was confident in my abilities to drive during the night, but I could not keep awake to save my life. I drove from 12-2 and the entire time I was dancing and singing really loudly so that I could concentrate. Finally Michael just took over and drove all night. In the morning I tried to take over, but again, I just couldn't keep awake. I would literally slap myself as hard as I could to try and stay awake... I felt so pathetic. Poor Michael...
Walmart luckily was able to ship our car to Arkansas, so we got to rent a new Jeep Cherokee.
I absolutely love that car! If we ever get in a position to buy one, I would do it in a heart beat. It is HUGE on the inside (enough room to fit me lying down and three dogs all lying down), it was super quiet on the highway, and it drove super smooth. Love it. LOOOOVE it.
The First Week
We moved here two Saturdays ago and the first week was spent sleeping on an air mattress (thanks to my wonderful and amazing in-laws) and having no furniture. That week was honestly horrible for me. It's not that I hated sleeping on an air mattress, that was actually really comfortable. I think the bad thing about it was that we didn't have our stuff and we didn't have internet or cable. It was also hard trying to adjust to my new job. Orientation was.. interesting. I was excited to actually start work, but it's frustrating because of how much I don't know. I love getting so comfortable with a job that you're able to answer any question and handle any job. I know that knowledge of my job will come with time, but I'm not very patient. As Michael says about me: when I want something, I don't want it now, I wanted it 2 minutes ago.
Anywho, we finally got our stuff Tuesday (it was suppose to be Monday, but I guess people want to do things to shorten my life) and we unpacked everything that same day. It was EXHAUSTING. If we move in 2 years, it'll be too soon. I don't want to move ever again, but since we're renting, that's not really an option. I want to live in our rental for a while, so hopefully we can save up enough money to find a house that we can live in for the rest of our lives. I know this is a lot to ask for, but a girl can dream. Anywho, after we got everything unpacked, the internet and cable came on Wednesday. I love cable. I love watching basketball on my couch in my sweats with my pups sleeping on the floor in front of me. I've learned to never take the little things for granted. Especially cable.
We're cheering for them... I love me some Durantula.
Ugh, there is so much more! I need to never miss out so long on writing on here. We'll take some pictures once we get more furniture and decorations (which we are doing, so help me!). We bought a car today! :), pictures to come.
Peace.
And HAPPY MEMORIAL DAY! I love anything that celebrates the armed forces. I love and respect the men and women in the military. Honestly, anyone who gives their lives for someone like me to sit on this computer and write what I want and when I want is my hero. I enjoy all the freedoms I have because of other people.
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Moving Day T-3 days
3 more days until we drive out of Utah!
Things I still need to do:
- Finish packing things the movers can't pack
- Clean everything/everywhere (except for 2/3 bedrooms)
- Pack the dog's food and water
- Call the rental place to let them know we're coming early
- Call our current renter to come check our place
- Pick up dog poop
- Clean out garage
- Do a final load of laundry
- Work 8 more hours for my part-time job
- Get our car checked/fixed (the brakes have been making weird noises)
- Find people to take our food that we can't take
- Eat a TON of chicken
.... and it goes on. I keep making little lists, but they keep getting bigger so I throw them away to make news ones. And then I lose them. So I make other lists to keep track of my lists. And then I sit at home and eat because I don't know how else to cope with my migraines. I want to get started on the cleaning because I know that will take the longest. I cleaned 2 bedrooms and I cleaned our 2nd bathroom (Michael said it still looks dirty... what does he know), and it took me 3 1/2 hours! I can't even imagine what the rest of the house (which includes our bedroom, bathroom, closet, hallway, main living room, kitchen, lower living room, storage closet, laundry room, and garage) will take. Whatever... some miracle will happen, I'm sure of it...
Anywho, on Sunday I started shaving Chewy (he has like 3 layers of really thick fur) and our hair buzzer thing broke because of all the hair he has. We only got about half way so for about a day he looked like he had a mohawk. We finally finished shaving him yesterday, and he looks ridiculous. We left his legs furry and his head furry, so he kind of has the lion effect going on. We had to buy some sunscreen also, because the big guy has sensitive skin (which has never been exposed to the sun). On some places I shaved too close... so he has some red marks. He's set for Arkansas though, so maybe he'll be happy with me once he feels how hot it can get there.
I'll post pictures later.
Things I still need to do:
- Finish packing things the movers can't pack
- Clean everything/everywhere (except for 2/3 bedrooms)
- Pack the dog's food and water
- Call the rental place to let them know we're coming early
- Call our current renter to come check our place
- Pick up dog poop
- Clean out garage
- Do a final load of laundry
- Work 8 more hours for my part-time job
- Get our car checked/fixed (the brakes have been making weird noises)
- Find people to take our food that we can't take
- Eat a TON of chicken
.... and it goes on. I keep making little lists, but they keep getting bigger so I throw them away to make news ones. And then I lose them. So I make other lists to keep track of my lists. And then I sit at home and eat because I don't know how else to cope with my migraines. I want to get started on the cleaning because I know that will take the longest. I cleaned 2 bedrooms and I cleaned our 2nd bathroom (Michael said it still looks dirty... what does he know), and it took me 3 1/2 hours! I can't even imagine what the rest of the house (which includes our bedroom, bathroom, closet, hallway, main living room, kitchen, lower living room, storage closet, laundry room, and garage) will take. Whatever... some miracle will happen, I'm sure of it...
Anywho, on Sunday I started shaving Chewy (he has like 3 layers of really thick fur) and our hair buzzer thing broke because of all the hair he has. We only got about half way so for about a day he looked like he had a mohawk. We finally finished shaving him yesterday, and he looks ridiculous. We left his legs furry and his head furry, so he kind of has the lion effect going on. We had to buy some sunscreen also, because the big guy has sensitive skin (which has never been exposed to the sun). On some places I shaved too close... so he has some red marks. He's set for Arkansas though, so maybe he'll be happy with me once he feels how hot it can get there.
I'll post pictures later.
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