Wednesday, May 28, 2008

A little continuation....

Glade is now ten months old. I can't even believe it's been that long. She is crawling everywhere and can stand by herself. She doesn't like to, but she can. She has taken steps and can walk around if you hold one of her hands.

I just don't know what my life would be like if she wasn't around. The more I look at her, the more I wish that I could be with her every day.

It is so hard leaving her everyday. When I come home from work, she won't let me hold her because her daddy is home. It just breaks my heart. But when Blake is at work on Wednesday, she does play with me a little. She loves the cats more it seems, but such is life.

Work is stressful and hard, but it is money. I have Wednesdays off, and that is the only day, but I make quite a bit in tips so it's worth it. I just wish I didn't have to work so much, or not at all.

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

The Romance of Rex

The Romance of Rex[A Tale of a Pedigreed Piddlin' Pup in Ten Piddles and a Puddle]

Piddle No. 1
A farmer's dog came into town,
His Christian name was Rex,
A noble pedigree had he
Unusual was his text.
And as he trotted down the street
T'was beautiful to see
His work on every corner --His work on every tree.

Piddle No. 2
He watered every gateway too,
And never missed a post
For piddling was his specialty
And piddling was his boast.
The City Curs looked on amazed
With deep and jealous rage
To see a simple country dog
The piddler of the age.

Piddle No. 3
Then all the dogs from everywhere
Were summoned with a yell,T
o sniff the country stranger o'er
And judge him by the smell.
Some thought that he a king might be
Beneath his tail a rose,
So every dog drew near to him
And sniffed it up his nose.

Piddle No. 4
They smelled him over one by one
They smelled him two by two
And noble Rex, in high disdain,
Stood still till they were thru.
Then just to show the whole shebang
He didn't give a damn
He trotted in a grocery store
And piddled on a ham.

Piddle No.5
He piddled in a mackerel keg --
He piddled on the floor,
And when the grocer kicked him out
He piddled through the door.
Behind him all the city dogs
Lined up with instinct true
To start a piddling carnival
And see the stranger through.

Piddle No. 6
They showed him every piddling post
The had in all the town,
And started in with many a wink
To pee the stranger down.
They sent for champion piddlers
Who were always on the go,
Who sometimes did a piddling stunt
Or gave a piddle show.

Piddle No. 7
They sprung these on him suddenly
When midway in the town;
Rex only smiled and polished off
The ablest, white or brown.
For Rex was with them every trick
With vigor and with vim
A thousand piddles more or less
Were all the same to him.

Piddle No. 8
So he was wetting merrily
With hind leg kicking high,
When most were hoisting legs in bluff
And piddling mighty dry,
On and on, Rex sought new grounds
By piles and scraps and rust;
Till every city dog went dry
And piddled only dust.

Piddle No. 9
But on and on went noble Rex
As wet as any rill,
And all the champion city pups
Were pee'd to a standstill.
The Rex did free-hand piddling
With fancy flirts and flits
Like "double dip" and gimlet twist"
And all those latest hits.

Piddle No. 10
And all the time this country dog
Did never wink or grin,
But piddled blythely out of town
As he had piddled in.

The Puddle
The city dogs conventions held
To ask "What did defeat us?"
But no one ever put them wise
That Rex had diabetes.

Monday, May 12, 2008


What can I say? It is the hardest job I have ever had. You are on your feet constantly. It is only about a six hour shift, but it feels like fifteen. Every table thinks they are the most important and that you are there to only serve them. You run back and forth from table to the kitchen getting drinks and sides and putting in orders and then you get a two dollar tip.....

And it is not only getting the lousy tip. All night, they are raising their hand at you, or pulling on your apron strings, or snapping for your attention. You rush to their table to give them what you want, but of course the minute you get there, they go on their cell phone. So you have to stand there until they are off while other tables are waiting for their food and other things. I just don't think that they understand how much work it is to wait tables.

You never have a chance to think. You are running around like a crazy person while smiling the whole time. Sometimes you just want to shove that two dollar tip right back into their mouth....

Thursday, May 8, 2008

What a day...

So, today has been crazy long. Not that I mind, but sometimes you just want the days to go by fast. Especially now that I am living with my parents for the summer. I just want it to be August and back in my apartment where people can't judge. But then again, that's what some people are doing anyway.

So Glade is adorable. She is everywhere. She is weaned and life is good. She is the most precious baby I have ever seen. You tell her no and she looks at you with this gleam in her eye that says she is ready to do it again the minute you pull her away from it. She has figured out how to open her wipes cases, and also how to pull them out. The other day she was completely surrounded by wipes and it was the funniest thing I have ever seen.

Sometimes you wonder why people think babies are such a problem. I would gladly go without sleep to have another one. They are the greatest joy a person can have. Especially when they smile at you during a bad day. Or when they know you aren't feeling well and they want to be with you all the time so they can help you feel better.

I just can't believe how fast time goes when you have one of God's most precious gifts.

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Oh, the webs we weave

We have officially moved to Henrieville, UT. I love this place. It is open, it smells wonderful, and our the window you can see the canyons and the beauty of nature. This will be so good for Glade. The other day we went to Calf Creek and she got to play in a creek for the first time. She was more interested in the algea than anything else, but it was adorable.

She is officially nine and a half months old. I can't believe how fast the time has gone. She is standing up by herself (if only for a few seconds, it's definitely an accomplishment), she has taken her first steps (which Blake was there for, thank goodness), and she crawls everywhere. She is so mobile that you can't keep her from going everywhere you don't want her to. She is happy and smiles all the time. She mainly growls at everything, but if she likes you, she blows raspberries on your cheek which is her way of giving you a kiss. She does need a friend though. She loves playing with my mom's animals, but she loves other babies more. She played with her cousin, Teagan, a little bit ago, and loved it. So, to all my friends having babies, you need to get crackin so Glade has a friend! haha...

Blake and I are both working at Eagle Valley Youth Ranch. It is a program for girls that can't behave or have some issues. We get 32 hours in two days, and it is SO great. Blake now works at least 40 hours a week there and that's done in three days. This week I start at Clarke's Restaurant in Tropic waiting tables. I think it's going to be a blast. I will work three nights a week, and probably a few breakfasts until High School is out for the summer.

My parents house is almost complete. The inspector comes Friday to say if it is liveable and then we can move in! It has definitely been a long five months in a two bedroom apartment with six people....

It has definitely been a long week, but such is life!!