What It Is

What’s the opposite of dog days of summer….

Cat-naps of the cold winter days?  Freezing days of Jack Frost?  Brrrrr, that’s what I would call it, just down right, brrrrrr.


parking slots in front of the house made of snow piles


During one of my nighttime wake up calls I was greeted by the most beautiful freezing rain. 2/9/17


Finding a way to make chores fun, my love got a torch to melt snow

As I’ve gotten older I’ve learned to let go of my expectations of how I think things should be. I now try to accept life for what it is in that moment, not what I wanted it to be.  Case in point, Zoey…

What? me?

What? me?


She is so cute and cuddly


But she has tore up our blinds


stary blinds, created by zoey

Thankfully they are older blinds and we’d talked about replacing them down the road.  We still try to keep her off places and things where she doesn’t belong.


These both somewhat work, but not like I’d hoped


She didn’t like the sticky of the tape, but that didn’t stop her


Soon enough she started jumping straight over the tape onto the counter


That’s right, no shame in my game!

We got her a tree house thinking that would be all she needed

We got her a tree house (thank you Chewy.com!) thinking that would be all she needed

along with more toys

along with more toys

But she's a kitten, and she loves her life and her Charlie

But she’s a kitten, and she loves her life and her Charlie

and Charlie is just trying to nap away his winter

and Charlie’s just trying to nap away his winter


life will always have a little bad that comes along with all the good. That’s what makes living so flavorful!

Speaking of FLAVOR…. I made my first ever frittata. What a fun word, frittata, frittata, frittata.  I just love the pioneer woman, she’s where I got the how to make it and then I just used what we had in the fridge.


first I cooked up some onion, mushroom, asparagus and canadian bacon in my cast iron skillet

gratted some pepperjack cheese, used 8 eggs added a little milk and sprinkled parmesean and tomatoes on half...just in case it tasted different

gratted some pepperjack cheese, used 8 eggs added a little milk, salt and pepper and sprinkled parmesean and tomatoes on half…just in case it tasted different

Then I got so excited to eat it I forgot to take a picture until it was half gone

Put it in the oven for a bit, and then I got so excited to have some I forgot to take a picture until it was half gone


I hope you have something you’re too excited about and forget to take a picture until halfway through too!


Frittata, frittata, frittata




The Happy Factor With a Little Zoey

When we took in Happy we had no idea how fitting the name would be, but we’ve learned he’s beyond happy to be away from the life he once had.


 Milo in the yoga zone, doing downward dog. Happy waiting for Mitch to turn on the lazer pointer so he can chase it.

Happy told us about his previous owners by his actions and reactions. When Happy first came to live with us we thought that the resident of the assisted living facility was the only one to hit him, unfortuanely that wasn’t the case. In the beginning Mitch and I would hug each other and Happy would  bark incessantly, but slowly over time he’s become more comfortable with knowing it’s love, not anger and he doesn’t have to worry.  He still sees us hug and whines a little, but a vast improvement from where he began. Sometimes we say we should’ve named him Yappy because when he starts barking, he does NOT stop, but we’re working on that as well.



Here he’s saying, “yeah buddy, now this is the life”

One time I was joking with Mitch and pretended to give him “two for flinching” and Happy lunged toward me trying to protect Mitch.  Sometimes when Pops is getting up and the monitor goes, bleep, bleep, bleep and we’re in the house I’ll start to run toward the back door and Happy just isn’t having it.  He’ll wake up in the middle of a dead sleep and start barking and chasing after me.



“Hey mama check me out, I’m hangin’ with the big dog”

We had a mosquito flying around the house a couple weeks ago, so Mitch got the fly swatter out and that triggered a frenzy of emotions from him. After the fly swatter incident, Mitch asked more about the previous owners, and turns out they were physically abusive towards each other and they often went after Happy with a fly swatter or a rolled up newspaper!  The poor guy had some rough times, and he’s obvoiously scarred from his past, but I’m happy to say, he’s getting better.  Everyday’s a slight improvement, he’s learning that he no longer has to worry, there’s only love in this house and he wont be hurt, and people aren’t going to hurt each other.


There’s so much love, we even find it in our taters.

Milo and Happy became good friends and started to really play with each other until…..we added another family member to the house who’s just soo much more interesting.  Her name is Zoey!  She came into our lives spuuuuuur of the moment and meant to be! She’s the cherry on top, the purrrrrfect addition to completely make our house a home.


Zoey’s homecoming picture


You talkin about me?


Every time pops see her he says, ” hey there kitter cat” and laughs


Zoey thinks Charie is the coolest… but who doesn’t


“whats the world look like from way up there?”





She even loves to use my phone


I couldn’t believe what I saw, but there she was, comfortable as can be laying ontop of Charlie

I’m a dog person, especially since I’ve been randomly attacked by a few cats over the last 20 years. I tried to have a cat about 15 years ago and I ended up crying and having panic attacks everytime I saw her.  I thought it was allergies but the doctor said otherwise. Now, where I am in my life, I know it had to do with my situation at the time, not with the cat.


Over the last year we’ve looked at shelters, and it just never felt right. Thankfully, Zoey found us and we can finally stop looking. One of Pops wonderful caretakers was showing me pictures of kittens at her mom’s place and said she wanted this one, but couldn’t take her.  I said, we’ll take her and then you can see her all the time! I was certain Mitch would be on board, he’s a cat man and since Happy, who’s supposed to be his lap dog always seemed to find his way over to me…


Zoey, Milo and Happy cuddled up on my lap, love the love!

The circle of intrigue stays the same, Happy wants to play with Zoey, Zoey plays with Charie, Charlie doesn’t care and Milo just wants mama.


I cant believe I got them all in one picture!


If Zoey’s napping, Happy goes and lays next to her


If Happy’s napping, Zoey goes and lays next to him


Kickin it, kitty style


Could I BE any cuter?


I sure CAN!



Say hello to our little friend…


They called him Pistol

We named him Happy

We named him Happy

Mitch was working at Brookdale yesterday doing his maintenance gig when 10 minutes before he was to come home, this little guy needed a new forever home.  He’s had a tough go of things for the last few months, after moving into the assisted living facility with his owners, they both became unable to physically or mentally care for him.  The staff had hoped to keep him as a community dog, but unfortunately a resident repeatedly slapped him in the face when he wouldn’t stop barking  (and admitted to doing it) which resulted in a bite, and rightfully so!  Since it did happen though, they had to find him a home and quick.  Thankfully Mitch was at the right place at the right time.IMG_3230

Charlie (our golden) took to Happy like they’d been buddies forever. Milo, on the other hand, takes a little longer to make a new friend. So he’s a little skeptical.


Milo’s thinking…what’s your deal, you gonna steal the spotlight or what?

Happy’s been giving Milo space and time to adjust, and it seems to be working.


But Charlie and Happy are already running around outside playing together

Milo's a mama's boy so he'll just need a little time to warm up to our new family member.

Yeah, I know, I can be a little selfish… but I’m a work in progress too!

The best part is… Mitch now has his own cuddle bug.  Milo is a mama’s boy, which I love because I’ve always wanted a dog that would pick me first, but I know how Mitch feels wanting to have that same thing. Believe it when I say Happy takes the cake when it comes to being a lap dog.  He’s the best. He just wants to be loved.


This is him at the assisted living facility before Mitch brought him home. He’s just laying on one of the residents feet.


So after a bath

and meeting the boys

and meeting the boys

Happy is happy to be home

Happy is happy to be home


Thanks for loving me!


The Return of Be and We

Of all the things that I miss when there’s an overload of work in life, I miss just resting my brain the most. The freedom to be me again, and not feel like the walking half dead. I was thinking I could describe remodeling a house and finally being done as getting the monkey off our back, but it wouldn’t be fitting unless it was a poop flinging, screaming, sharp clawed meanie monkey that never gave us a moment of peace, and haunted our every thought. Then maybe it would be descriptive enough. There’s a twist to this story though because the second that monkey jumped off our back, we had to haul our ol’ tired bones over to the big house to get it ready for our new renter.


The Big House

We hadn’t finished doing trim inside The Big House before we had moved out a few years ago, so our next couple weeks was fine tuning lots of areas.


To trim out the upstairs would’ve cost way to much, instead I used a putty knife to pull back the carpet and painted the wall where it meets the carpet.

While I painted Mitch completed tons of trim work

While I painted, Mitch completed tons of trim work


Trimming the windows

Thankfully we had the time to do all that work before our new renter moved in, and the fact that we actually already had it rented, phew!

Finally trimmed out the bathroom!

Finally trimmed out the bathroom!

Plus, it was good just to keep on keeping on with the work until it was all done.

Even the fireplace got spruced up with trim

Even the fireplace got spruced up with trim

What are you looking at you ask, you are look at a newly installed transition bar!

What are you looking at you ask…. you’re look at a newly installed transition bar!

I am beyond happy to report that we also now have renters in the Yeller Feller!  After 8 months of paying two mortgages we can finally, finally release that top button on those pants that are two sizes too small, take our first deep breath, hopefully stop hemorrhaging out money and start paying down our mountain of debt.  Happy days are here again! Not only are the new renters wonderful, the house is designed perfectly for their needs and they love everything about it! Definitely one of the perks of owning the houses next door, picking our neighbors!


The yeller feller is in the background of the tulip happy to have become a home

Flowers are blooming, days are getting longer and spring is in the air….ahhhh. I’ve now been able to direct my attention to doing the things I’ve been thinking about for months.


Happy to just BEE


Yes, I know, I’m still working on organizing.  I’m getting there though, seriously!  Now I’ve learned that there are things made in this world that really help to keep things organized.


Everything out on the counter waiting for their new officially designated container

I used to just straighten things out and hope they stayed that way, HA, what was I thinking?


Hello plastic drawers, shelves, racks, compartments, and baskets you are my new found happy place!


Happy shoes


Happy books


Happy dog treats, rubber gloves, work gloves, manuals, light bulbs and Mitch’s hats


Happy candy reserves hidden in baskets


working on being a happy closet. Decided to use shoe holder for sweaters! works great!


I’ve designated every third Saturday morning after work as papa pedicure time.  Last Saturday, while soaking his feet I changed his sheets and as you can see pops was also multitasking too, getting a pedicure, napping and holding the blankets.


Sorry Felicity, Pops and my hubby are my only exception to the rule of no pedicures, but I love ya!

About a month ago we went and got his oxygen levels checked, we found that pops only needs oxygen when walking,  so now he’s set up to do some Walmart laps and mosey around the block with me.  He’s such  character and loves to find change when we go out for walks.

Who's the REAL cookie monster!

Who’s the REAL cookie monster!

I convinced him a couple months ago to go into Shopko and give me his opinion on some sweaters, while we were roaming around, he was determined to find money. I decided the best way to make his day was to increase his odds, thankfully I had some change in my purse. Needless to say he left the store 62 cents richer and I found some awesome clearance sweaters, all papa approved.

That's right world, I'm that darn cute!

That’s right world, I’m that darn cute!  Milo says, “hey what am I, chopped liver? “



Taking the dogs to a groomer is pretty much out of the question, both because of price and the concerns of leaving them there with strangers.


I’ve become a pretty good groomer, trimming their hair with scissors and a grooming razor, they usually fall asleep during the process, thankfully.  It’s definitely not a professional looking end result, but I get the job done.


Little dog takes big dog’s spot, the nerve!

The next day, Mitch and I each took a dog and finished them off with baths and clean dog beds. I’ve gotten so good, Pops lets me cut his hair now too, the funny thing is, he moves around more than the dogs do!


What? Who? Me?


Before we traveled I was all about only doing things that we saved up for, never incurring any debt and putting things off until we could afford it.  So basically we didn’t do much of anything, and were always so mindful of the cost of everything. Not to say that’s a bad thing, but it became more important not to have debt than to have life experiences. We’ve thrown that out the window and went to the debt side, oh i mean dark side.


Even Milo stuck his tongue out when I asked him what he thought about us going from one extreme to the other.

Hopefully in the future we can find a happy medium, where we still do things, incur a little debt along the way and pay it off within a reasonable time frame. As for right now, we’ve taken on so much water, a couple more drops isn’t going to break us, so we decided it’s time to reward ourselves with something we’ve wanted for years, we’re going to get kayaks! We are blessed enough to live in a town with a few lakes, we love to kayak and just haven’t made time for it before, but now we will.


Mitch testing out the dry hatch on a kayak when we started look at kayaks. 

We’re looking forward to sharing pictures of our future outings from a whole new perspective! wahoo!

This is the kayak we've decided on and will out on the lake next month! It's a an Elie Sound 100 XE

This is the kayak we’ve decided on and will be out on the lake next month! It’s a an Elie Sound 100 XE.