I'm not sure what possessed me to think that at this stage of my life growing my hair out was a good idea. It wasn't! I tried for three years to see what I was going to end up with and after three years, it was pretty pitiful, so I braved a visit to Sara's hairdresser and had it all chopped off. I was kinda going for the Erin look, but of course, Erin has more hair than I do so it's not going to look just like hers darn it all. Anyway, I was pretty happy with my new do and the highlights the girl put in.... happy until I tried to do it myself tonight. SIGH I'm just NOT a hairdresser.... that's all. I was about to go get the scissors and start whacking at it some more, but I tried a couple more things and I think I can fix it okay now.
It's still gonna take some practice and I think I need a different kind of clay to put in it, but it's starting to take shape. It'll be okay I'm sure. Can't be a whole lot worse than what I had and it's sure a lot more comfortable. And if trying to make it look half way decent wasn't quite enough, I went to see my mother today and of course, she had some let's say "less than complimentary" things about my hair. Mrs. Nasty was at it again. She finally figured out she needed to shut up when I got up and grabbed my purse and started out the door. She thinks I'm overly sensitive and I, of course, think she's just plain old mean spirited. No winning this one.
Oh and if things weren't quite stressful enough today, the dang cable went out for about three hours. That of course, meant no TV, no phone, and no computer since I was so clever and put Cox Cable in charge of all three of those items. I'm beginning to think that was a huge mistake. Everyone kept telling me Cox was so much faster than the AT&T high speed internet I've had for the past five years. I haven't noticed any difference at all and I'm back to thinking that my original idea was right. The reason I chose AT&T in the first place was because my cable goes out sometimes.... my phone never does. Well this is a perfect example of that.
It's back to work tomorrow. We're getting things rolling on the K-9 Trials so I should have plenty to keep me busy. This new coming in early on Monday mornings (7:00 a.m.) is for the birds though. I like my late schedule much better, but Payroll has to have everything submitted by 8:00 now so I go in. You know me... I'm nothing if not obedient. LOL
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Thursday, July 31, 2008
My poor poor puppy
Monday Sara noticed Sammy was bleeding from somewhere, so with a little further investigation, we found it was from a growth (or skin tag) on her chest that she had scratched or caught on something. I was trying to figure out whether I needed to take her to the emergency vet or not and decided to try a little home remedy first. I put some Neosporin on her and covered it with a bandage. Then, of course, we had to put a t-shirt on her so she wouldn't pull the bandage off @@. I really am trying to give a little background here, not write a novel.
Anywayyyyyyyyyy Tuesday I took her to the vet and he thought it was time to take it off and in the meantime we discovered several more he was going to treat at the same time. Poor Sammy had to spend the night there and I had to go home and miss my constant companion. Ya know it's one thing to go on vacation and not have her around because I'm in a different place, but being at home and not having her there felt very very strange.
Wednesday I picked her up and she looked like she'd been in a terrible fight! The vet removed eight tags and she has stitches in her head, on her ear, two places on her face, and various other places on her body. Poor baby. She looks so bad. She was really REALLY glad to be picked up and we drove on over to work. It didn't take her long to start rubbing and scratching at herself, so I had to driver BACK over to the vet's (about a 30 minute drive) and pick up some pain pills and a cone so she couldn't get to her boo boos. No sooner had I arrived back at the office, the vet calls and tells me he meant to give her some different pain medication and to come back over so he could switch it out. I DON"T THINK SO!!!!! She didn't seem in any pain really, so we just put on the cone and of course within 10 minutes she had it off. This is much harder than I imagined and while patience is not something I have a lot of to begin with, I have even less in situations like this. Well it's now a day later and we're doing better. She doesn't seem to be messing with herself, but she still looks terrible. We have to go back to the vet tomorrow to have him take the bandage off her ear, which she has already removed. Oh well.... we'll let him check everything to make sure it's looking okay.
I've been wanting to blog again, but haven't had anything interesting to say, so I'm following Erin's advice and just writing what happens during the day.... boring or not.
Anywayyyyyyyyyy Tuesday I took her to the vet and he thought it was time to take it off and in the meantime we discovered several more he was going to treat at the same time. Poor Sammy had to spend the night there and I had to go home and miss my constant companion. Ya know it's one thing to go on vacation and not have her around because I'm in a different place, but being at home and not having her there felt very very strange.
Wednesday I picked her up and she looked like she'd been in a terrible fight! The vet removed eight tags and she has stitches in her head, on her ear, two places on her face, and various other places on her body. Poor baby. She looks so bad. She was really REALLY glad to be picked up and we drove on over to work. It didn't take her long to start rubbing and scratching at herself, so I had to driver BACK over to the vet's (about a 30 minute drive) and pick up some pain pills and a cone so she couldn't get to her boo boos. No sooner had I arrived back at the office, the vet calls and tells me he meant to give her some different pain medication and to come back over so he could switch it out. I DON"T THINK SO!!!!! She didn't seem in any pain really, so we just put on the cone and of course within 10 minutes she had it off. This is much harder than I imagined and while patience is not something I have a lot of to begin with, I have even less in situations like this. Well it's now a day later and we're doing better. She doesn't seem to be messing with herself, but she still looks terrible. We have to go back to the vet tomorrow to have him take the bandage off her ear, which she has already removed. Oh well.... we'll let him check everything to make sure it's looking okay.
I've been wanting to blog again, but haven't had anything interesting to say, so I'm following Erin's advice and just writing what happens during the day.... boring or not.
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