Fits, Work, and Animals with a Little Vinegar Thrown In

So I threw a big little fit yesterday. I'm over it. I still want those approval letters yesterday, but there's no use spending my days and nights in a bad mood about the whole thing.

This is my last weekend before I officially go back to work. I say officially because I've been working on my classroom while Andrew is in school on Tues. & Thurs, and I've also been working on timelines from home quite a bit. I won't go into to all the boring, gory details, but essentially, every time a curriculum changes or the state changes the "test" (which they are currently doing), our timelines for the year have to be revamped. Which is what I've been doing. Yesterday, I had two computers going at the same time. Mine, because I was using it to research and check twitter and facebook, and my work computer, because it has all the timeline files saved on it. I'll transfer them to the network(?) when I go back to work. A teacher's work is never done . . .

Now that you're bored and drooling all over yourself.

Yesterday, I cleaned out my Keurig with vinegar. Then I ran like a gazillion gallons of water through it. This morning I made my cup of coffee. It tasted liked vinegar. Blech! So now I'm running another gazillion gallons of water through the stupid Keurig. My house smells like dill pickles. Nice . . .

Doing a complete 180 here. Have you ever met my animals?

This is Marty. We call him Cat. My mom found him at the post office a little over seven years ago. He was probably about six weeks old. My dad calls him Cliff Claven because he was a postal kitty. He still is a postal kitty. He is crazy and pretty much hates the world. He likes me, he tolerates Andrew, and he fights with Patrick. Which is why we love him. Yeah, I know that made no sense.

These two beauties are our full bred dachshunds. Lady is the Dapple and she's just over four, and Daisy is the brown one and she's just over six (I think . . . she was given to us). They are both overweight, because the refuse to do anything that requires physical exertion (with the exception of chasing the cat), and they steal food from Andrew.

Lady licks everything. The couch, the floors, the walls, us. It's gross and annoying. She can also be a little on the hyper side especially when guests come over. Her social skills are greatly lacking. She seems to think that everyone wants to be licked and covered in slobber. Which is one of the reasons we still have a crate. On the other hand, she's just about the sweetest dog you'll ever meet, and you can't help but love her once she stops spazzing out.

Daisy, oh sweet loving Daisy. She has issues. Her favorite place in the world is curled up in a blanket on the couch. She gets mad when we leave home, and has been known to unzip the couch cushions and pull all the stuffing out. Which is the other reason we still have a crate. Daisy's other fault is that she hates to go outside so she holds her pee as long as possible (tmi . . . I know). Drives me crazy. I swear she only goes once every 48 hours. Girl needs help. Just the same, don't tell anyone, she's my favorite. She's for the most part a very calm dog and is really protective of Andrew which gets her a check plus plus in my book.

Yes my animals, my dogs in particular, could stand a little obedience training, but since they aren't aggressive and are great with kids, I choose to ignore their annoying faults. Besides, dachshunds are one of the hardest breeds to train. Mostly because they are hard headed, and I don't have the time or the energy to deal with that.