The Mighty M Family

We met you in May of 2004 at the Humane Society. You were the only dog who could have cared less that there were humans walking around.  While all the other dogs barked and barked at us, you lay on the floor curled up and awake, yet quiet and uninterested.  We almost passed you by but after mentioning you to one of the employees they said you were a good boy and that we should take you out for a walk.  Once outside you perked right up and wanted to sniff everything and explore and didn't seem at all like the dog you were inside.  We were hooked. We agreed to take you home and took care of the necessary arrangements.  Your name was Champ because the Humane Society had picked you up on the side of the road, very injured in what they assumed was a fight with another dog.  We were told you were maybe two years old at most.  The Humane Society fixed you up and you healed like a, well, like a champ.  We decided to rename you Baxter. We brought you h...

I signed the kids up for 5 total weeks of swimming lessons this summer.  We have 1 more week left later this month. Hannah has been taking diving lessons right before her regular lesson – she just loves to swim! And finally she got the courage to go hands first off the board! Yay Hannah!! Eli isn’t dive ready yet, but swim ready… Absolutely! Hope you all have a great weekend.  I am off to my 20 year HIGH SCHOOL REUNION tonight! 

I gave my daughter a box of those Valentine’s candy hearts to eat and every time she crunches down on one it is like a spear going through my head.  Next time, remember to go for the softer ones.  I hate noise. Hate it.  Like Jeckyll and Hyde hate it. I hate crunching, chewing, snapping, typing, clicking, clacking, humming, popping, sucking, clipping, clicking, tapping.  I have an intense fear of being stuck in an elevator with a bunch of people snapping gum. Or eating popcorn. Or typing on keyboards. Or clipping nails.  Oh, the torture! I was thrilled when I saw an article in Time Magazine recently that indicated I was not alone. But it also indicated that perhaps the best way to conquer the phobia is to face it head on – by being exposed to those noises you hate the most until you mentally figure out that it’s just noise, accept it, and move on.  I do feel part of my problem is mental, because, with the exception of those candy ...