My early morning view — every day that it isn’t raining…
She leads — I follow. It’s time to seek out an obedience class me thinks. 🙂
Barkbox day is a HAPPY day around here. Although Gracie doesn’t get nearly as excited as Dharma, she’ll pick a toy from the box after Dharma has chosen her favorite.
Yesterday, UPS arrived with the new bedding I ordered from Macys. Excited to have a new look, I pulled off all the old bedding to wash and replaced it with all the new stuff. I took a photo…
This morning, I awoke to the sound of a dog throwing up. Anyone want to guess what Dharma hit with vomit?
PS. At the foot of my bed are 2 of the most amazing dog beds ever (Coolaroo). Dharma still prefers the human bed at night.
This photo may be awful, but the subject is adorable. Don’t you agree?
The bed she’s sleeping on is a Coolaroo — and if you have a dog, you NEED one. Not expensive, is supposed to be easy on joints, is cooler than other pet beds, and Dharma and Gracie approve. So much so that I had to get a second one to accommodate.
Dharma and Gracie love their Barkbox packages. They even know which box belongs to them when it arrives every month. They loved the zebra, snake and more from this month’s safari themed box — but Dharma keeps going back to that zombie squirrel from October.
Here’s hoping you have someone to cuddle that you love as much as Dharma loves her favorite toy.
Growing up with an older brother, both of us knew how to pick our battles. While I was the baby and that gave me the upper hand with Mom for most of our sibling altercations, Mom also knew Scott most often times was in the right and I was being the younger, pain in the butt sister.
My favorite brother played this to his advantage, of course. I can still hear, “MOM! Shelley is touching me!” That phrase always resulted in adult intervention and typically meant I was told to stop whatever I was (or wasn’t) doing.
Then, Scott would laugh and point at me behind Mom’s back, gloating in the satisfaction that he had prevailed in the current battle.
We sort of looked like this…
The title reminded me of the OLD Charlie Rich song, “No one knows what goes on behind closed doors.” It’s true and if you want proof, just take 5 minutes on Facebook. Everyone has the perfect husband, the perfectly decorated house, and not only the smartest kids — but the cutest ones too.
This book? If you plan to read ‘Behind Closed Doors’ by B.A. Paris — stop reading now because what follows is sort of a spoiler…
I hate it when a book treats me (the reader) like an idiot. Dude was an attorney. Do you think he left that awesome house and his wealth to a woman he only married to have access to her mentally handicapped sister? Yup — seriously… that’s the plot. And, dude let the dog die a slow death.
I didn’t like it, and neither did Dharma.
Dharma LOVES BarkBox! She knows the difference between an ordinary delivery and when the box delivered belongs to her (and Gracie). My favorite brother shared a photo on Facebook of his puppy with a toy from this month’s delivery at his house — a cute little blue airplane with clouds.
My Dharma got this…
I’ve had the same email address for at least 15 years; therefore, I’ve gotten on more email lists than I can count. The process of emptying my spam folder and deleting the occasional marketing message that makes its way into my inbox is a pain and is time consuming.
Today, an email slipped in and caught my attention from friend and speaker, Scott Friedman, (http://scottfriendman.net). The font was funky and the header read, “Celebrate 2017 With 10 Workplace Celebrations.” I couldn’t help but read it even though I don’t have a typical workplace.
One of the 10 celebrations — and the purpose of this post — was called, ‘Snap a Happy.’ Every day you take a photo of something that makes you smile and compile an album. What better place to compile a happy album than right here?
So here goes… a photo a day for 2017 of something that brought me a smile. Even if I don’t have time to write a post, I can share a photo… right? I hope you play along at home!
Summer is my favorite time of the year. At least, it used to be when I had a pool. I’ve found that without water in the backyard I don’t know what to do on weekends other than sweat or stay inside. We don’t grill out nearly as often — we don’t enjoy evenings outside even. While some get ‘spring fever’ for a car… I’m seriously thinking pool over here.
Dharma, on the other hand, is satisfied without a body of water to get into — she’s happy when it just rains…
Yesterday, I talked about Blab — but today I have three things to share and one of them is Periscope. But first… I want you to notice the Facebook post screenshot to the right. I didn’t comment on it because I stay away from politics on social media — but I laughed. Out loud even. No matter which candidate you support, I’m pretty sure it’s still ok if you find humor in campaign comments. (I blocked out the names just in case this was only meant for friends and not for the public.) I found that jewel in the middle of the bajillions of selfies shared wearing an “I VOTED” sticker.
And I LOVED this Obama video so much more than I loved having him as our President:
Periscope enables you to live broadcast via a mobile device. You become your very own broadcasting station, streaming video and audio to those who join your “show.” Twitter owns the app. Businesses and individuals alike use it for about everything you can imagine because just as the app explains, “Periscope lets you explore the world through the eyes of somebody else.”
I used to think it was pretty cool that every time my brother went “live” I would get a notification. It’s not so cool now that Dharma recognizes the alert sound. Even if she’s sleeping, she excitedly gets up, puts her front paws on my desk, and whines until I hold the phone so she can watch too. Seriously. Don’t believe me?
Today, I booked my first ever blab session. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, allow me to explain…
Blab (https://blab.im) is “a place to watch, join, and interact with live conversations about the topics that matter most to you.” Basically, Blab is a live-streaming platform that enables a public video chat among four participants at a time. I’ve tuned in on multiple occasions and to be transparent, it wasn’t for me. What I found was a whole bunch of ‘wanna be authorities’ on various topics. While the topics I chose were of interest to me, I tuned out after a few minutes of listening to the blab (and yaddah yaddah yaddah).
I fully understand that companies must take part in the technology ecosystem and how important virtual audiences are in regard to marketing products and services. But I also see the side of how difficult it is to keep up! Facebook, Twitter, YouTube, Vimeo, Periscope, blogging, Google+, LinkedIn, podcasts, Pinterest, Instagram, Flickr, Tumblr and more (in no specific order) — sometimes it’s overwhelming. Not just as someone trying to keep up in regard to business marketing… but as a consumer as well.
I’m open though! I’m hoping this Blab will change my mind about Blab, you guys. Maybe I just got hooked up with the wrong Blabbers.
I want to be more like Dharma. Everything sounds like ‘blab blab blab’ to her and she finds it ALL extremely entertaining. She just loves
digital dogital marketing!
My puppies walk through a closed-in porch to go outside. When they want back in, they expect the door to open for them immediately. But it’s not like they’re chained to a doghouse in knee-high water, or stranded in the hot sun with nothing to drink — still, poor Gracie looks like she’s auditioning for a part in one of the ASPCA commercials that make me cry every single time (so I’m NOT linking to them here either). Sometimes I let them stay out there long enough to smear my door’s window up with nose prints.
There’s apparently a hidden treasure trove of messages that Facebook hides from you. They’re messages that are most likely sent from someone not on your friend’s list. My favorite brother sent me the link last night — and I’ve seen others sharing it today within status posts.
I primarily use FB on my desktop computer and to check this out, you need to be on your phone. I didn’t have any hidden messages, but it seems we lost a couple speech inquiries and more on another FB account because of this.
The lesson here is two-fold. Check your hidden FB messages more often than once a year, but most importantly… don’t use FB to send a message to someone if you’re not “friends” — and especially if you’re sending a business message to a personal account.
So much talk about pit bull terriers! Some claim they are vicious and dangerous around children, while others claim they’ve gotten a bad rap and are sweet animals. Because I’m not 100% certain which side I believe, I don’t own one. Although I think they are a gorgeous breed, I have a granddaughter. Not knowing is not worth it.
When it comes to dogs, I ‘get it’ that some breeds are simply more aggressive than others and pet owners may also contribute to their pet’s aggressive behavior by poor treatment and training/non-training. But that isn’t always 100% accurate either. My Libby, (now resting in box in my office) was a labrador. Labs are known to be friendly and goodness knows I did nothing to make her aggressive… but she was. More protective than aggressive — but she would bite. She was the true alpha dog.
And speaking of alpha dogs… I think I have another one.
Have you noticed the overwhelming number of articles that have a number in the headline/title? You know… like, The 7 Creepiest Abandoned Places in (and Around) Louisville, and 9 Ridiculously Easy Weeknight Pasta Recipes? Books utilize the concept too. For example, 7 Tenets of Taxi Terry and The 6th Target (Women’s Murder Club).
It is said there are five, high-level headline types:
Studies show that headlines written utilizing a number resonate more with readers — as much as 15% more than 2nd place, ‘addresses the reader’ headlines. I guess I agree, even though I feel saturated with lists and more lists. Having said that, allow me to share the ONE reason Dharma loves Valentine’s Day… fuzzy teddy bears!
Although it’s not FELT like Christmas this year (we didn’t get to have our family gathering until the 26th, those pesky neighbors are in Florida, AND it’s been a rainy 60-65 degree weekend), it’s still in the books. Even though it didn’t feel like Christmas, it DID feel like FAMILY and that’s ok with me too. Sure did seem like most of the love centered around a little 5-year old girl with messy hair this year.
Oh… and one girl with 4 legs and lots of hair…
I’m packing today for a Florida trip — off to see Mikey Mouse, Polly Purebred, and Leo the Lion.
I need to go Christmas shopping but at the end of every single day I make an excuse to wait until tomorrow. Tomorrow, I have to maneuver 2 dogs to the vet (which will undoubtably require patience and strength — neither of which are my strong points) so I KNOW I’ll have an excuse to wait until at least Friday. Time is running out and we have next to ZERO percent chance of snow for my favorite holiday. I’d be all merry and bright with just a small flurry or two but Mother Nature isn’t cooperating this year.
It’s official. I have the holiday blues. 🙁
PS. On the bright side — the chin hairs aren’t mine.