2 more pets

The battery charger that I bought on e-bay doesn't work, but at least it came with a new battery, so I'm not complaining (much). The problem is that I now have 4 batteries, 3 of which are dead and 1 that's about to die.

We went to Best Buy this morning to see if they've gotten any in. We got there at 9:00 - they open at 10:00. So we went to Target next door to kill some time.

Amongst other things (enough to fill 2 carts), we got 3 dog beds, 2 peacocks and a pair of sunglasses later, we finally got the charger.

This picture doesn't do the birds justice. They're actually very pretty, especially their tails.

Even though I'm not Jewish...

On Friday nights I act like Super Jew. I call Iris and Joe before they call us and wish them "Good Shabbos". I send "Shabot Shalom" to my Jewish friends. And my favorite part is lighting the Jewish candles at dusk.

But come Saturday morning I wake up forgetting about my Jewish ties.

Bacon is frying on the stove as I put away the Friday night candles. All the dogs high five each other because they all know that they, too, will enjoy some of the Jewish forbidden fruit.

Poor Jews ~~ they're really missing out. Bacon is truly one of the joys of life.

And I criticize "The Octomom"

As I was washing out dog and cat food bowls this morning, a thought crossed my mind...


WHY THE HELL DO WE HAVE 8 ANIMALS????

Great Kickoff for the Holiday Weekend!

By 8:00 this morning, I had already seen perfect little gorgeous Brady eat someone else's dog doo doo (and then tried to give me a big kiss) and shortly after that, I saw something out of the corner of my eye and there was a friggen rat looking at me from the plant stand outside my window.

I am hugely pertrified of rats. The other while training Bodi in the front yard (yes, we finally broke down and hired a dog trainer), we saw a snake. I was like, "Oh look, a snake". Not a big deal. But just now when I saw that ugly rodent looking at me, I fa-reaked out. I was yelling at Robin to "do something - DOOOOO SOMETHING".

The best she could come up with was tapping on the window. I now have to sit here knowing that effing rat is out there, probably mimicking me.

Good times in the bathroom...

Yesterday's post got me thinking about another laugh that I will never forget, and it, too, happened in our little bathroom. We only have one bathroom, and oh if those four walls could speak.

Robin and I got into the worst fight we've ever had about a year ago. Unfortunately (really fortunately cuz they prevented a homicide), my parents happened to be visiting in the middle of it. Everyone finally went to bed at around 10:00, except for me. I had nervous (and pissed off) energy and I decided to scour the bathroom. I do that a lot at night - not sure why - and I always always always use Clorox.

My dad had recently undergone kidney stones and had to use the bathroom 47 times per hour. Half way through my bleeching frenzy, he had to interupt me briefly and then went right back to bed.

The following morning I got up at around 6 and my mother quickly met me outside my door.

Her breathing was deep and very measured. "Kim? Where is Robin?"

"Huh? Why?"

She sternly braced her hand on my shoulder and looked me dead in the eyes. "Kim. Just tell me where Robin is this instant."

"She's asleep in the bedroom. WHY?"

"Oh Good God. Your father saw you bleeching the bedroom late last night, and well...."

MY FRIGGEN PARENTS THOUGHT I CHOPPED HER UP IN LITTLE PIECES AND WAS CLEANING THE BATHROOM WITH CLOROX TO COVER IT UP!!!!!

WARNING! The following post falls under waaayy TMI...

Today is the fourth day of me being sick. By "sick" I mean diarrhea. I got up this morning and used the bathroom while Robin was in the shower. I moaned and groaned about still being "sick". Meanwhile she got out and was brushing her teeth as I sat there. Unbeknownst to her, I then turned on the bidet, which sounds like a hose turned on full blast. She threw her toothbrush down and her eyes became wider than I've ever seen.

"Jesus Christ! I thought that was your ASS! I was getting ready to call 911".

Brady!!!

I'm going nuts ~~~ All my camera batteries are dead and I can't find any of my chargers either. This was taken from my I-phone. I bought a charger on ebay last week and can't wait for it to get here.

This dog is amazing! He reminds me so much of Bailey. Except, of course, he is a he, he is blond and he has bluish-graying-greenish eyes.

We hired a dog trainer to come here once a week for 7 weeks. It's mostly for me. Bodi was a little problematic at first, but not anymore.

Will be posting more pictures as soon as I get the charger.

Loooong story short ~~~

We got two more dogs today - Brady (yellow lab)and Molly (yorkie).

For those of you keeping track, that makes 6 dogs/2 cats.

Brangelina ain't got nuttin on us.

Fishing in a Speedo?

Shouldn't he have a vest (or at least pants or shorts) to have a place to keep his stuff?

Where's he keeping the worms?

Some things are just better left unknown.

Cayo Costa, Baby!

Right before I became obsessed with "The Biggest Loser", we had gone camping. We had a blast and couldn't wait to do it again. Then TBL turned my world (and Robin's) upside down and camping was put on the back burner.

Until now.

Robon stumbled upon Cayo Costa kinda by accident. I told her I don't care where we go as long as there's a beach. Cayo Costa is located off the coast of Fort Myers on Florida's west coast. You can only get there by boat. We rented a rustic cabin for two nights for $24.95 each night. We had the time of our lives and have already made plans to go back in two weeks. Our cabin was literally about 20 feet from the beach. It was simply gorgeous.

I figured that it's cheaper for us to camp than to stay at home for a weekend. We used one tank of gas round trip, paid our dog sitter, and took our own food. There most expensive thing was the boat ride to the island. But once you're out there, that's it. The only thing you can spend money on is ice, which we didn't need. When we stay home, we eat out, order out and spend money on crap we don't need. In addition, camping is healthy! All the food is grilled and I walked the beach for hours. Got a ton of beautiful shells, including a huge conch!

If ever I've had a positive, inexpensive and healthy obsession, this is it.