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Tuesday, May 18, 2010

If you eat underwear whole...

You will get sick!

On Saturday, Teddy, our year old lab mix, was playing like normal, enjoying the nice weather.

Playing in the front yard on a beautiful Spring day.

When we woke up Sunday morning, Ruby, our chubby 3 year old puggle, was begging for food as usual. Teddy, however, was not really interested in eating his dog food. Later, my husband offered Teddy some of what he was eating and he was not at all interested. This was our first sign that something was not quite right. Dogs sometimes don't want to eat dog food, but they ALWAYS want to eat people food, unless they're sick.

We went to Target (dude, I go there at least twice a week) and when we came home, checked the backyard for evidence. There were two pairs of my underwear that had obviously been regurgitated, and one pair was found whole in his... um.... excrement. While this is completely disgusting, it is not new to us. He has eaten and passed whole socks and underwear before. We find this in his poo quite often. Lately, however, I had been extra careful to keep him out of places he shouldn't be. Obviously not careful enough...

After that, he puked. Again, this is not unusual behavior for him. He'll puke once in a while and be fine, eating and playing normally. It was the projectile liquid bloody diarrhea (TMI?) that told me this was different than usual. After seeing him do that twice, I was convinced he needed to go to the vet. This was Sunday. Vets that are open on Sundays are emergency hospitals and charge big $$$, which is why we had waited so long to take him in. We wanted to be sure it was serious before forking over the big bucks to fix him.

We took him in, Teddy showed the doctor his new cool trick (they didn't think it was so cool), they took X-rays which showed nothing, then handed us a big fat estimate. We paid our deposit and left him for the night.

Ruby and I were sad that our family was incomplete for a night.

The doctor called a few hours later to let us know he had passed a sock and that he should be fine to go home in the morning. My husband took the day off to bring him home and give him some extra TLC, and now he is just about back to normal!

Sporting a little bandage from the IV and a wagging tail.

Some people don't understand what it's like to think of an animal as part of your family. I never did, until we got our first dog together. Ruby and Teddy are our babies and we would do anything for them. Unfortunately, vets do know this and that is why they get away with charging so much for an X-ray and some IV fluids. I was mad at the office and felt like they were taking advantage of us when I saw the first estimate, but I realize that they're running a business and it is based on people feeling emotional and wanting the best for the furry members of their family.

Have you had to shell out big bucks for one of your furry friends?

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Breaks My Heart

Yesterday, I had lunch at one of my favorite local mexican restaurants. In the booth next to me, there were two women and a cute little boy, he must have been around 2 years old. The mom worked at the restaurant and was taking a break to have lunch with her son and the woman who was babysitting for the day (grandmother, aunt, friend). When the mom got up to get ready to go back to work, the little boy began crying. The businessmen sitting nearby were annoyed that this kid was screaming while they were trying to enjoy their lunch.

I, on the other hand, wanted to cry right along with him. The whole situation was so sad and brought back memories of being sad when my own mom had to work all the time when I was little. One of the reasons why I became a teacher was for the great hours and unparalleled vacation time. While my mom, a restaurant manager, often worked on Christmas and Easter, I get all the important holidays off as well as some not-so-important ones, plus spring, summer, and winter breaks. I know that if I had to, I can work and be a mom. However, I want nothing more than to be a SAHM (stay at home mom). If my baby was crying like that because he or she didn't want me to go to work, I'm sure I would quit on the spot.

How do moms balance work and family?

Friday, April 30, 2010

Warning! Rant ahead...

Last night I met up with my bestest, Angie, for some drinks and appetizers at her favorite happy hour spot Rush Street in Culver City. I usually don't join in on the happy hour outings because I work and live far from where everyone always wants to hang out and drinking and driving is not my thing. However, this was a celebration of my dear Angie's birth! I had to go to give her some love and celebrate turning 21! (for the 7th time)

We had a nice corner section reserved upstairs and a lot of people came out to toast the birthday girl. As I am house-broke (broke due to owning a house), I was happy it was happy hour, so I wouldn't be spending an arm and a leg on drinks. I looked at the special menu to see what was available for happy hour and read "premium drinks & draft beer $5, bottled beer $4, well & wine $3". Then there was a star and tiny print that said "super-premium not included". I looked at several other menus scattered around the table to see what was "premium" and what was "super-premium" and found nothing that indicated which types/brands of alcohol was which. When the waitress came for my drink order, I saw that Angie was drinking a cosmo and it looked oh so yummy, so I asked for one. The waitress then asked me if I wanted kettle one, grey goose, or stoli and I just picked one of those (kettle) assuming they were the happy hour choices. One should never assume...

In the back of my mind, I thought I should know better. I used to be a server and one of the best things you can do to increase your tip is to up-sell. Suggest an expensive dish or glass of wine and watch your check average climb, causing your tips to also increase. However, I think this girl was super slimy. It was HAPPY HOUR! Why else are we here at 5:30pm on a Thursday than to get cheaper food and drinks?? When I got my check at the end of the night and saw that my drink was $7 instead of the $3 or $5 as advertised on the happy hour menu, I knew I'd been had.
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