Thursday, May 10, 2012

Week 15: Choice #1

I'm choosing to journal for a few days as my writing piece for this week.

Focus:  Lil Roo aka Roobad (my lil rat, I mean dog)

5/7/2012
This morning Roo woke us up at 5 a.m. a little early but she, as usual, had needs to be met.  She got her dose of attention, then made her way to the kitchen for her ground chicken, mixed veggies, and brown rice, flavored with curry, her favorite!  We played ball for a bit, then 'mom' had things to do, so Roo assumed her position and lazed on my bed for a couple hours.  Around 9a.m. we trekked to the car.  Of course, spoilykins didn't want to sit in her car seat.  "Joy", I thought, as I held her driving down Stillwater to go get her nails cut at Petco!  While 'mom' spoke with the trainer she mentioned Roo was having her nails done.  The trainer had to meet her since she had heard so much about her!  She fell in love with her and wanted to take her home.  Of course, Roo was on her best behavior and the trainer didn't get to see the personality, the true colors, the mischievous ways she had been told about!  No surprise there!  A little later, Roo took a ride and napped all the way to Brunswick.  Her other mom just walked in, and Roo was excited to see her, as usual.  She is now in the kitchen, AGAIN, enjoying some apple slices!  What a spoiled lil rat!

5/8/2012
5:30 am, Lilroo wakes us up again!  Full of it as usual!  Does the poop and eat drill.  Her other mom leaves for work and I try to check my email and suck while Roobad get into mischief! She shreds her pee pad, then continues onto a shopping bag and pulls out a piece of clothing and gnaws on the tag before I notice her!  Of course now, as I'm trying to do my english homework, shes is curled up on my lap, her head resting on one of my hands, taking a nap!  If someone were to walk in right now they would compliment how cute, precious, and well behaved she is.  If they only KNEW!  She is sooooo bad!  Oh no, she hears someone n the hallway...surprisingly she isn't barking!  She MUST be tired!  Afternoon time, oh has she lived up to her name!  Peed on the floor, drug socks and clean laundry throughout, she won't quit dig diggin on my leg!  Maybe she will go to sleep early tonight!

5/9/2012
Rooroo woke at 6 a.m. today.  Ready for breakfast as usual!  She eats, plays a bit, says by to mom as she leaves for work.  Then she took a road trip back to Bangor with the other mom.  She slept the whole way.  She was glad to be back home, where all her squeaky balls without broken squeakers were.  She broke all the squeakers in the ones she left in Brunswick.  She was well rested and got to play with the kids today!  She loves people and can't get enough attention!  It's 9:39 p.m. now, she's ready for bed.  Whining, talking, trying to tell me it's bedtime.  I'd better go, the boss is talking!  Isn't is ironic how WE end up BEING trained?!  Dogs!



Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Week 9: THEME

When we arrived, she was sitting and laughing.

She ate some, appetite was diminishing.

She could walk to the commode a couple times a day.

Her hair was gone, covered by a wig.

Taking morphine like candy, dosage continuing to be increased.

She rested and would chat and laugh in between.

Hallucinations sadly began.

Switched to delotted, maximum home dose reached.

Taken by ambulance, willing to go.

Doctor said, "It won't be long."

Her body was wasting from not eating.

Her meds were upped for pain control.

We went back to rest, then at 3:15 a.m. we got the call.



(R.I.P. Barbara, you will be missed)



Week 11: THEME

Water

One can drink it to stay hydrated.

It flushes toxins from the body.

One can not survive without it.

Children love to swim and play in it.

Adults enjoy boating and fishing in it.

Sometimes it's chlorinated and sometimes fluoridated.

In Bangor, people have to pay for it.

It's bottles and sometime put in gallons.

It feeds trees, flowers and plants.

Sitting by it is relaxing and rejuvenating.

In some places, they have shortages.

It covers a large percentage of our world.

Life without it, would not exist.

Thursday, May 3, 2012

Week 7: THEME

Her appearance is neat and clean.  She looks wholesome and kind.  She has long red hair and dresses real nice.  She's about 5'5 and 125 pounds.  She's outgoing and full of spunk.  Her smile is genuine, it lights up her face.

She's funny and cute.  She can be sweet.  She giggles and makes others laugh.

She's also tomboyish, loves to get dirty.  You can find her four wheeling and mudding in big trucks.  She loves attention and likes to have fun.

Don't piss her off, she has another side!  She throws things, I've seen them fly!  Don't insult her or someone she loves.  Her words will rip you apart! "Fuck you, you piece of shit!", I've heard her yell! Words you wouldn't think come out of her mouth!  The big dent she kicked in the car is still there.  There are holes in the wall in her apartment.  Outside she seems fine, but inside she torments herself!  She called him a liar and punched him right in the face!  She wrapped a cell phone cord around hr boyfriends neck!  She can get crazy, obviously violent.

She's fucked up, pain runs deep.  She needs help, but never listens!  She means well, but gets out of control!  She fits the stereotype "spitfire" all too well.

She has her good days, but look out for bad!

Week 9: Prompt 42A. Try one of these: Subtotals

Number of apartments lived in: 6, Number of homes owned: 2, Number of cars owned: 9, Number of times went skydiving: 0, Number of pairs of jeans own now: 3, Number of pets: 1, Number of pairs of shoes: 4, Number of fire pits dug: 2, Number of times hair colored: 31, Number of times played draw something: 52, Number of times told someone off: 12, Number of times had stitches: 4, Number of times went fishing: 3, Number of times given birth: 4, Number of other births witnessed: 2, Number of times stained shirt: 36, Number of times slept in car: 4, Number of college exams taken: 192, Number of classes missed: 3.  Number of times cried 2,362. Number of mistakes made: 876, Number of mistakes learned from: 124, Number of time eaten lobster: 67, Number of times drank beer: 11, Number of times drunk: 14, Number of hockey games watched: 45, Number of wrestling meets attended: 12, Number of times coached: 2, Number of times drove scooter: 14, Number of times caught speeding: 23, Number of tickets: 3, Number of anxiety attacks: 67, Number of countries visited: 2, Number of times frustrated with kids: 9,786 x 4, Number of times tell kids I love them in a day: 4, Number of times given advice 21,432, Number of times received advice: 2,146, Number of times taken: 6.  Number of blonde moments: 642, Number of doctor visits last 2 years: 0, Number of diets tried: 62, Number of diets failed: 61, Number of pounds lost: 70.  Number of times broke a nail: 42, Number of vacations taken: 18, Number of times said "told you so": 87. Number of times I wondered other subtotals I could use: 31.

Week 8: Prompt 34. The things I see as I walk along the street, that's heaven to me.

It's cold and bitter.  It's raining again, as expected, this is Seattle.  No boats, no people, just miles of sand and miles of water.   Moss covered rocks, most of them wet.  Tree branches washed up ashore, now turned into driftwood.  An old shoe, just one, up on the rocks, I wonder was it dropped?  The chill in the air makes my nose begin to run.

A couple shells here and there.  A baby crab flipped over on it's back on moss covered rocks.  Being pecked at by seagulls.

The smell, is stagnant and stale.


It's quiet yet peaceful. I think as I walk along,  how she lay there, flying on morphine.  It's sad, it wont be long.  We wait as I walk, alone, in the cool crisp air.  






WEEK 3: Theme

A group of people were having a discussion about vitamins and weight loss product, a few innocent bystanders listen to the conversation.

There always has to be a thorn in every rose.

Julie: "Let me remind you all that this is how people support one another. We don't need to be negative, it only discourages others.  When people hear us complain, it sets the stage."

Carrie: "I love the support, it's like my other family."

Heidi: "I've lost over 80 pounds.  I love these products.  I don't know anyone that doesn't.  It's too bad people have to bad mouth and make it a problem for others."

Jason: "So, let me get this right, were only supposed to say positive things?  What if there are negative things I want to say? Isn't that bias?"

Julie: "We're here to support each other, not to discourage."

Jason: "So, if someone doesn't like something we're not supposed to voice that?"

I couldn't keep my mouth shut any longer.  I despise negativity.  Why can't he see the good in this?!
"I have to say, what one person doesn't like the taste of, another might like.  We all have our own unique taste buds.  I eat things I don't care for because they are beneficial to my health!"

Heidi: "I agree. Supporting each other through this in a positive light is what helps people reach their goals. Losing weight is difficult enough."

Jason: "So, yeah, that vitamin, I love the taste of it!  mmmmm..."

Julie: "See, that's what we need. For people to know the good things and that it works."

Carrie: "I like it in my water."

Jason: "That's what I thought!"