As I said in the Friday post, last week was a complete crap show at work. Then that night DH and I got into a fight for pretty much no reason except that we were both grumpy. Since the fight had no meaning we were over it pretty quickly, but neither of us had any kind of patience. Saturday was a lot of relaxing since the kids were tired from soccer camp and preparing for their last sleepaway camp. We drove all day on Sunday to drop them off at camp and drove home so basically a 13 hour day, and we have to do the same on Friday to pick them up.
After this all my carefully planned camps are over, and we will have 3 weeks of them fighting, whining, complaining and too much screen time. DH's problem since he is working from home not my problem until they complain to me.
The weekend was nice. DD was invited to sleep over at a friend’s house, so DS slept over at MIL’s which meant DH and I got to go out to a non-“picky autistic sensory-issue kid friendly” dinner. Yesterday was just grocery shopping.
I’m traveling for work this week. Then I have a few weeks with no travel. I’m hoping that sticks.
Post by supertrooper1 on Jul 17, 2023 12:41:53 GMT -5
We finally slowed down this weekend. I had mentioned to Beau last weekend while we were in Las Vegas that I was having a hard time slowing down to enjoy the vacation and it felt like we had to rush to everything because that's what we had been doing for the last month or two. So we slept in both days this weekend, went to his cousin's birthday party BBQ on Saturday, and went on an afternoon bike ride on Sunday. Low key but we still got out of the house.
I'm super excited for a concert tonight at a local theater of a 90's rock/blues band. I scored front row tickets months ago the minute they went on sale. I'm going to be tired for work tomorrow since it doesn't start until 8pm and there is an opening act. We have the gym all week but I'll have to take it easy on anything involving my knee, like squats. I slipped and fell on some mud playing volleyball at the birthday party and it's still sore and the scrapes look nasty.
Update on FIL. He is apparently 80% better. This is what DH tells me. But before this I was told he can't drive.
He flew to see SIL, I guess. No one mentioned it, so I guess the visit went fine and he is back now.
They are apparently traveling again and going to an event which is a 4 hour drive for them and 3 hours for us. With one week notice they tried to guilt trip us into going but given the timing of the event would involve the 3 hour drive, event, hotel and then 3 hours back and it isn't like they are buying our tickets or paying for our hotel, so we resisted the guilt trip multiple times.
So I guess now they are visiting us the Monday after the event which fine, but again no one tells me anything so this is all news to me that they are doing driving trips again.
He is having heart surgery in August but no one will tell me when it is. I was told by DH that he doesn't have to attend but of course he makes that up they didn't actually have an adult conversation about it.
So my main issue is the extreme lack of communication followed by the guilt trip. I could wade in there and get some answers, but I would prefer DH handles it so instead I am just baffled 99% of the time.
We had a quiet-ish weekend. DD2 and I came back from the beach on Friday night. She tried to invite several friends over to swim but everyone was away on vacation, so we hung out together - I finished cleaning DD1's room, we ran errands, and then swam in the late afternoon into the evening.
Sunday was my niece's 1st birthday party. It was still lots of fun - I got to see some aunts and uncles that I haven't seen in a couple of years.
DD2 and I are home together this week. She has club soccer practice shortly, then 1/2 day soccer camps this week. We may go back to the beach later in the week but the weather isn't looking great. We will play it by ear.
DD2 is struggling with going to bed this summer and it's killing me. She wants to stay up late, but she wants me to put her to bed. I'm trying to maintain a schedule and get up to work out, so I've been trying to get into bed at around 10 before reading or watching TV for a bit. She wants to stay up later and gets upset if I don't stay up to tuck her in. We need to work on that.
Phew, the weekend was a whirlwind, since we added my friend and her daughter to our already packed house and tried to make sure we did fun stuff with them. Friday evening turned into a pool party at our house, Saturday we went to the beach and then took the girls outlet shopping in the afternoon. I was really glad I booked a babysitter for Saturday night dinner so we could actually sit and talk without kids running around at one point during the weekend. Yesterday we went on a hike, then had lunch, then DD had a basketball game, then my friend took our girls to sleepaway camp since she was headed to the LA area after to see her family, and it didn't make sense for her to come back here after. That was huge since it saved me about 4 hours of mostly driving. While she was here we were also trying to do laundry, fill out health forms and put together care packages, etc. and help DD pack, so that made things even crazier.
Last week at work was all catch up after our early summer vacation time, so this week I'm trying to be really productive! DD comes home from camp Friday, we go to a BBQ with friends, and then my parents fly back to the East coast on Saturday and take my two older kids with them. So I'll be finally biting the bullet and potty training DS3 - who turned 3 in May but we've been to busy to tackle it yet
mae0111, DS had a bit of that earlier this summer, where he wanted to be up later than I am but also was upset if he missed snuggle time. So now at 9:00 I go upstairs and announce that snuggle time is beginning and everyone needs to get off their screens. Then both kids can choose to snuggle (DS does nearly 100% of the time) or read or draw or play together or whatever. And at 10:00 I’m going to bed so I announce, “Last chance for tuck in!” And I dole out melatonin. If anyone is still in my bed, they get kicked out.
Nice weekend. I had a girl's night Friday which was fun. Saturday since dd was gone, Dh and I hit some golf balls, went to a winery and came home to cook burgers. Sil and Bil came by and stayed late, which resulted in me getting to bed later than I wanted.
The inlaws wanted us to come over for dinner Sunday. Dh was having no part of that and we had prepped food to cook. Somehow this resulted in them coming here for a combined dinner. Not awful, but not relaxing. They stayed until 9, which is too late for me on Sunday. I like to eat, clean up, shower lay down with a book or TV and go to bed by 10 at the latest.
We are exhausted, happy, and finally back to normal after our whirlwind wedding weekend that capped off almost a month of beau's sister in town. 11 of us slept at our house Friday and Saturday night, then we all went down to Boston for the night last night so that we could see them off this morning. The kids are really sad that they won't get cousin time again until Christmas, when we hopefully go overseas to visit. They had so much fun. But I think we're all secretly happy to go back to a normal routine now. I know I am! (Oh, and on Friday I closed on the sale of the old house, so we threw that in the mix as a bit of added stress too!)
Beau and I are back to a quiet house with just us for the next two nights. We need it. Despite our pure happiness over the wedding, we definitely got in a stupid fight yesterday due to being tired, peopled out, and ready to relax without five kids running around under foot.
The rest of this week should be pretty quiet and easy. Our custody schedule goes back to normal, the girls just have regular camp that doesn't require a commute or special work hours for me, and beau is back to normal work event schedule.
I've been WFH to keep an eye on the doggo.. he's been napping all day, sleeping on the floor vs. a bed/couch like he prefers, not following me from room to room like normal, and just overall pathetic and mopey, but it doesn't seem like it's particularly bothering him.
On the bright side, I was able to shower without company and don't have to feel guilty about having him trapped inside because of the heat. since he's not allowed out anyways.
Weekend was rough. A few neighbors decided to blow off the big boy fireworks Saturday night around 11pm. This caused my dog to be freaked for 4 hours of panting, pacing, falling down, and just freaked out issues. Plus the dog we are sitting doesn't like them and barked for an hour straight but then finally crashed. It was a long hot night and we were all pretty cranky Saturday. I talked to these neighbors on the 4th and explained how much I need to drug my dog and just asked for a heads up if they were going to set stuff off so I could drug her because doing it after the fact doesn't help.
Crazy Monday at work and the week is kind of wonky with both my dad and I have appointments outside the office this weekend.
Silly Tuesday morning observation: I bought myself a cropped short sleeve tshirt at Target. It was a total impulse buy. I'm wearing it today to WFH and I can't decide if it's cute, or if I just look like Winne the Pooh Bear with my belly hanging out. Probably need to leave this trend to the youths.
ETA: Beau's reaction was "What are you trying to do here?" So that settles it. Pooh Bear chic is no good.
Post by librarychica on Jul 18, 2023 7:32:47 GMT -5
We’re getting a taste of the large-family life this week with our 14 and 10 year old nieces staying with us, plus our two. Only two more children but somehow I have to go to the grocery store again between breakfasts and dinners and camp lunches and snacks. And the dishes omg the dishes.
We are having a great time though. I love these kids and they’re so much more appreciative of my cooking than my own children, who I think them feel bad and also compliment my cooking, lol.
It was a nice weekend. Spent Saturday deep-cleaning the house and Sunday went to the dog park and then watched the cousins swim and play together.
Post by librarychica on Jul 18, 2023 7:41:46 GMT -5
twinmomma, I accidentally bought a waistband-skimming top that later turned into a crop (thanks dryer) at Old Navy last summer thinking it was just a boxy tshirt. While I was working the pta booth one of the mom’s mentioned that her college-aged daughter had the same shirt. Looooool It’s a pajama top now.
librarychica, twinmomma, I also bought a shorter workout top from Old Navy. It has slits on the side that go up a little higher than my waistband, but would be fine with high-waisted pants. But I don't wear anything high-waisted because I have a super short torso and long legs and high-waisted stuff is literally up to my armpits.
So I wore the top with shorts when it was like 90 degrees and DH and I were spending the day moving furniture and cleaning the beach house.
He saw me and said, "What's going on here? What kind of shirt is that?"
IT'S A STUPID SHIRT THAT ALLOWS ME TO NOT PASS OUT WHILE CARRYING THE SECTIONAL, SIR.
I'm wearing it again today because it's gross out. I really shouldn't.
The other dog’s owner has decided that the issue wasn’t his dog. I know he was back at the park last night and he said he doesn’t thinking training is necessary, he’ll just “stop him from nipping” in the future. I had originally not mentioned the vet bills to him, but as soon as I found that out, told him to Venmo me. Crickets.
This is my own fault though, since I know “dog parks” are a bad idea. But it’s not really a dog park and I know the owners and their dogs.
Post by librarychica on Jul 18, 2023 8:47:38 GMT -5
k3am, as someone who had to put down a dog because of aggression despite trying so many rehabilitation techniques, I want to punch your neighbor in the face. UGH! Dude!
I’m sorry he’s being an ass and I’m glad your dog is recovering okay.
librarychica, I wish proboards had more options other than "like." You would have done anything (and ultimately did... It seems so hard to call putting a dog down an act of love, but it really was) because you loved that dog. This dude is basically giving it the equivalent of thoughts and prayers and calling it a day.
On Halloween, my dog crashed into another one because he was wearing a lion mane and couldn't see well. The other dog was limping, left, and I didn't see them for a while. The owner was ADAMANT that his dog was just fine and they were just out of town, but I was falling over myself trying to pay their vet bills (that didn't exist) and felt terrible until I saw the dog and knew he was okay. And that was a legitimate accident. There has to be a happy medium between the two takes on things.
mommyatty, from his text message... "didn't seem like an attack. Dog was agitated and may have nipped harder than before and the paths of the dogs made the cut longer. I'll work on his recall and not allow him to do anymore nipping." Which implies that... he's allowed him to nip other dogs previously? Apparently this is just the first time he's seriously hurt another dog.
Omg. A nip is an attack. Take it from someone who has lots of scars on her hands from working at a vet. One nip of an human or other animal and that effer got a code on the front of their file and muzzled every time they came through our doors from then on out.
I'm getting more annoyed with him as I've fallen down the rabbit hole. Apparently they ("they" seems to be trainers and lawyers) rank dog bites.. Indy has at least a level 3 (based on my non-expert assessment - I emailed the emergency vet to see if they could give a better answer, but I am not super optimistic I'll get a response).
The "reason" for the bite does not come into play during the assessment - so even if it was because the dog was just playing too hard, fearful, etc, it's still a level 3. I don't care as much about the money as I do about his dog potentially biting again in the future.
mommyatty, k3am, my dog had a note in his file at the vet that he has to be muzzled during exams. It's because when the very inexperienced tech was giving him a shot, he tried to bite HIMSELF where they pinched him... because when he gets a little pain or steps on something, he bites that spot. His vet saw it at his next visit and was like, "ummmm... why is there a note about muzzling him? That's ridiculous - we're not doing that" because my 55lb dog had climbed onto her lap and was licking her face.
I do not take my dog to dog parks because he's a pain in the ass. He doesn't always pick up on cues that other dogs might not want to play, and he's going to get hurt. Coupled with dog owners like the one you're up against k3am, and it's just not worth it to us.
Also, it took THREE daycares to find one that was willing to work through his anxiety and monitor him closely to make sure that he was understanding when to play and when to back off. He needs to be pulled out for time outs throughout the day because he just gets SO EXCITED to be there. They have a hard "No Biting" policy, and will toss dogs out for any aggressive behavior. Are there any daycares around you with openings? If you can find a good one, they're amazing.
k3am, he sounds like a bad pet owner. I would just control your own actions and not go to the park the same time as he is at the park and stop all doggy play dates and interactions. You can be neighbors and friends and just not include the pooches.
We have an ex-friend not due to dog issues but her and her beau had little dogs and they let them get away with murder towards our big dogs. Bitting, aggressiveness basically little dog syndrome so when we visited or did things we didn't bring our dogs with. We are no longer friends because I put DD and being a mom before our friendship.
k3am , he sounds like a bad pet owner. I would just control your own actions and not go to the park the same time as he is at the park and stop all doggy play dates and interactions. You can be neighbors and friends and just not include the pooches.
This is definitely the plan we're going to take. I don't need to be a friend with him at all. But it's sad, because that was the dog's happy place to play fetch and one of the only places I have socialization for myself.
And even with us NOT taking our dog, I'm more worried that this dog is going to hurt someone else. Not my circus, not my monkeys, but I have anxiety and a guilt complex, obviously.
DD had an allergic reaction to something yesterday afternoon. Dropped her off at gym at 3 and she was 100% fine. I get a call from gym at 3:40 and I didn't answer as I was on a conference call. Listen to voice mail just before 4 and they need me to call and come get her ASAP. She is bright red and her face is swelling and they think she is having an allergic reaction. Call the gym and dig out my liquid Benadryl and race to the gym. Ladies DD is red as a red pen and her face is puffed up. She said her face was tingly like it had fallen asleep and her ears were all plugged up and she was super sweaty. The coach sent her to wash her face because she was dripping sweat stretching out in the splits. I dose her with Benadryl before we go home. Her whole body was covered in red splotches. Had her take a cold shower and then have her lay on ice packs. We've narrowed it down to the toothpaste she used at the ortho office being the only thing different from her normal. It took 3 hours for the hives/splotches to go away and I didn't come to work until I knew she was up and okay.
Orthodontist office sent me pictures of ingredients list of the toothpaste and it did contain stuff that isn't in any of the toothpaste we have at home. Talk about scary and I told DD we would bring toothpaste from home to the orthodontist from now on.
We’re currently doing DD’s neuropsych evaluation.. 2.5 hours done, 3.5ish hours to go. We’re currently in San Francisco.. it’s the first time DD has been here (that she remembers) and she thinks it’s so amazing. She doesn’t realize she’s in an unusual part of town - UCSF and Kaiser are the only things around, and everything is new and clean and beautiful. I walked to find a Starbucks and look for some snacks for DD, and it’s a ghost town on the streets. Which is preferable to what the rest of the city is like.