Showing posts with label Grossness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Grossness. Show all posts

Monday, July 12, 2010

Day 190

Ryan has been watching the movie "Cloudy with a chance of meatballs" over and over again lately. If you don't know, in the movie the towns people are stuck eating gross sardines until the hero invents a food machine. Wally told Ryan that he loved sardines so he bought some and we had a little "fear factor" event happening here where Ryan watched in disbelief as Wally ate them.



Alex preferred spending time with Dad goofing around in the pool


Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Day 109

I had a hippopotamus for lunch!



No, actually it was for supper because when I went to clean and cut up my chicken, it looked like this:


It didn't smell bad, but those brown parts were a real appetite suppressant and I wasn't in the mood to risk food poisoning.

I also spent 3 hours grooming Murphy today. This dog has the thickest fur ever and she has tonnes of it. By the time I was done, it had looked like a dog had exploded in the kitchen.


I think the end result looks good though, and she really seems to like the way it feels...She keeps running around the yard like a maniac. I guess the breeze feels nice.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Day 87

This morning I woke up and I couldn't open my eye. It was all gooped up and the lashes were glued together. When I finally got it open, it looked like this:


I threw on a baseball cap for the day and headed out to do some errands. Ryan actually wanted to come with me today, so I drove him over to a place he has been wanting to check out for awhile... the train station.



Even though we didn't see any trains, he thought it was great, and chose a rock that was along the tracks as a souvenir to bring home.


When we got back home, we all decided to take a walk in the woods. Our cat Newman was outside and he followed along.


And he followed...

And he followed. He actually did the whole 3 km trek with us.

At the end of the trail it started to get really muddy, and we all ended up with about an inch of mud on the bottom of our boots.

The dogs however loved the mud. I don't think I have ever seen Murphy so dirty before. At one point it looked like she was dragging half the forrest behind her in her fur.




Thursday, March 25, 2010

Day 84

This morning we turned on the dishwasher and it protested. Loudly. Looks like it's hand washing until wally can take a look at it on his day off. One thing I hate more than anything in the world is hand washing dishes. Blech! I hate putting my hands in that murky water full of food chunks. Not expecting a dishwasher breakdown, I didn't have any gloves around, so I had to put on my big girl panties and deal with it.