Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Settling In

Now that we're getting settled into the new place, we're trying to do better about grocery shopping at the beginning of the week and eating most meals at home. I've got a good system of checking the sale folders for good deals and shopping off of a list. It's still a work in progress, because then I get the food home and don't have any meals planned out for it. Which reminds me, I forgot to take something out of the freezer this morning. Ugh. Like I said, it's a work in progress!

One of my personal goals is to eat breakfast at home every day. I had started doing this back in Quincy a while ago but fell off the wagon when I was going back and forth between Quincy and Canton so much. We do have a cafeteria at work, but it gets expensive eating breakfast there every day, plus it's usually greasy home fries and two fried eggs. I could order a veggie scramble, but I don't. Ever. At home I always eat healthier.



This morning I had one egg scrambled with spinach, some leftover butternut squash from last night's dinner, and some raspberries. B gets up really early to take Roddy out for his first walk of the day which is good because it makes me get up earlier too which leaves more time to watch a little Good Morning America and eat my breakfast with Roddy before we take his second walk of the day just before I leave for work. I'm telling you guys, life is good these days! I'm loving this new part of my life, it's a lot of fun and I couldn't be happier with my little family.

Of course Roddy wants in on the breakfast photo action too! Or maybe he just wants to eat my breakfast...



Have a great day everyone!

Monday, November 28, 2011

Never thought I'd see the day...

When I was a little itty bitty thing, all of 2 years old, I had a big bad German Sheppard come after me. Fortunately there was a fence between me and that big old beast, but still, it scarred me for life! I was terrified of dogs for a long time. As I got older, I became more and more used to dogs and actually started to not mind them being around so much. But my house was not a dog house, they smell, they shed, you have to feed them and walk them and take so much care of them... not something my parents ever went for, even though they both had dogs growing up. We did end up with cats, my sister wanted one so badly and so we got one and the little brat got herself knocked up at 5 months old! We kept one of the babies and so I had two cats for a while. My sister became highly allergic to them, and the original cat became my favorite little lady. We had to put her down when she was around 13 years old. It was so sad, she was such a good cat.

Ever since I first met B he's been talking about getting a dog. I knew someday we'd get one, but I had no idea that as soon as we moved in together, he'd be chomping at the bit. Actually, he started talking about it a week or two BEFORE we moved. I knew I was in trouble. I wasn't ready to get a dog. So much change going on, transitions, the holidays, money's tight... and quite frankly, I still wasn't sold enough on owning a dog in general. I fought him on it until I was broken down into tears. But not even my dramatics could stop him. He started doing research online to find out what kinds of dogs are good for apartment living. What dogs are quiet, low key, don't shed a whole lot, etc. His co-worker has a greyhound and recommended looking into adopting one from a rescue. Wouldn't you know, there's one about 40 minutes from our home.

He went on their website and found one that he liked, showed me the link, yeah he was cute. Thanksgiving day he spent a good amount of the day telling our families about our many conversations about having a pet and trying to get them to convince me that it's a good idea. My mom, of all people, the "you're never getting a dog" lady, was the first to pipe up and say that I'd love the dog once I had it.

Friday morning he had to go to a job site to do an evaluation. The job site just happened to be about 10 minutes away from the rescue so he decided he'd just stop by to take a look. He came home from the rescue with a cell phone picture of him and his already beloved pup. Well, how do you say no to that?!? I decided that I'd go the next morning to the rescue to meet this little guy and see how we got along. B gave me a check for the donation amount on my way out the door "just in case" they let me take him home with me. I was really hoping that I could put it off maybe even another week.

I arrived at the rescue and took the pup out back to walk around and get to know each other. He was a little more high strung than I anticipated, but after a few minutes outside he calmed down. I took him into the fenced area and he just kinda walked around and checked out the area, once in a while coming back for a pat. I was so nervous, but I knew that I would make B a very happy guy if I showed up at home with this guy. I went over the paperwork with the director of the rescue and she told me everything I needed to know. In a few short minutes I was out the door with my very own 3 year old retired racing greyhound. Woah....



Everyone - Meet Roddy!!


The rest of Saturday was a little crazy, we had a house full of guests all afternoon and into the late hours of the night. Roddy did very well with all the commotion, but the stress caused some tummy troubles the next day. Yesterday we spent the day all three of us laying around the house together. He is such a sweet dog. He just kind of lays around on his blanket in the living room with us. As soon as one of us gets up to move around, he's right there by our side. He loves people and when B took him to the dog park yesterday he was more interested in getting some love from the other dog owners rather than playing with the other dogs. Although I suppose that's what happens when you're stuck in a room with at least 20 other dogs all day every day. So far he's a great dog and we love him very much. I never thought I'd see the day when I'd become a doggy mommy, but that day has most definitely arrived!!

Friday, November 18, 2011

All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go...

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No, I'm not leaving on a jet plane, just my little Nissan and we are only going about 15 minutes away, but I'm so excited to be moving into OUR new place tomorrow!! In case you missed it in my last post, B and I are moving in together! My apartment is just about ready for my family to come tomorrow morning to gather up all my stuff and move it down to the new place. The apartment is the other side of the duplex that B currently lives in, so he doesn't have to go too far. It's a great place in a nice quiet neighborhood and it's much closer to my job which is awesome.

I've lived in the apartment I'm currently in for the past 6 years. It's been a great place and I'll miss it, but I won't miss the 2 year old stomping all over the place above my head every night. I don't know what possesses parents to allow their toddlers to stay up as late as midnight playing and running around! I am excited to have a yard, and a bigger kitchen, and my own driveway. Laundry machines that I don't have to shove quarters into every week. Two bedroom and a walk up attic to put all my junk in. Finally being able to have my piano in my home and not have to go to my parents' house to play! The possibilities are endless!

I'm hoping that this new home and someone to cook for will spur some new blog posts. I'm interested to see how B will adjust to my cooking and whether he'll be more open to trying my GF/DF experiments. I know he'll try them, whether or not he'll like them is a whole other story. I'm just looking forward to doing more cooking in general! I've been living off of a limited menu lately cooking for one or hitting up Chipotle. Lately I've been addicted to Schar sub rolls and baguettes. I made garlic bread for the first time in YEARS. It's so good. I just rub fresh garlick on the bread, slather it with Earth Balance, and put it in the toaster oven on 400 degrees for 5 minutes. It's amazing. Serve with GF pasta (Schar) and meat sauce. So awesome.

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