Dave asked me on Friday what my hopes and dreams are. He has a laundry list of hopes and dreams. I couldln’t think of one.
But overnight I realized that I do have a dream … I would LOVE to do standup. Even if it was just an open mic night or something. I LOVE standup comedy. I love making people laugh. And I enjoy performing for an audience. Standup seems like the best of all worlds.
It’s been four months since Kaya died and I still miss that little girl. Maeby is an awesome dog all on her own, and her personality is so insanely different that you couldn’t imagine she’s a “replacement”. We love her for who she is, not for who she’s “replaced”. But every once in a while I feel a pang for that teeny, tiny dog that would curl in a ball on your lap and sleep for as long as you’d let her. I hope she’s looking down from doggie heaven and seeing Hobie’s constant harassment by Maeby and smiling a big, doggy smile. Karma’s a bitch, Hobie. Literally.
Dave and I had a crazy-lazy day today. We busted our butts last weekend, so it was kind of nice to just kick back this weekend. I did end up working for about an hour, but otherwise … sort of just lazed around, hung out with the puppies and watched cooking shows on the Food Network.
Ahhhh ….
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Maeby at 16 weeks
What was that!?
SUPER MAEBY!
Maeby at 17 weeks
Maeby’s Eyeliner
And all of a sudden, Hobie realized that Maeby is freaking AWESOME.
Maeby is four months old today and she officially weighs more than Hobie already. She’s definitely big boned! I’ll bet she tops 10 pounds, which is cool with me. She’s sturdier than Hobie.
Hobie is doing quite well with her now. When they are outside, they play chase. Inside, Hobie is generally fine with her. I think we’re not too far from them being able to spend the day together.
10. The sound of children playing is like fingernails on a chalkboard. Sometimes literally.
9. You are abstinent for a month after spending two hours with your friends’ kids because you are THAT afraid of birth control failure.
8. When someone tries to hand you a baby, you pretend you have a cold so you can avoid holding it.
7. You drop the f-bomb regularly — even at Toys R Us.
6. Instead of making you go “Awww!”, tiny baby clothes make you think, “What a waste of money … it’s going to outgrow it in a week.”
5. You refer to a kid as “it”.
4. You actually wonder if trading a baby for a parrot would work.
3. When someone asks how old a kid you know is, you say, “I don’t know … about 3 feet tall?”
2. You consider dressing like an old woman so you can yell at the kids who play on your lawn and then when their parents complain, imply that your senile grandmother lives with you and boy, there isn’t anything you can do about her crazy behavior.
1. You’d kind of rather wear diapers than change diapers.
I was sleeping on the couch when Dave put Maeby on my lap. It was so hilarious (to him) that he grabbed the video camera and did it again. I am so pleased…. 
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
