I made it through……

…the wilderness, somehow I made it through-ooooh…..*

At last, January is over. February begins tomorrow, which means that the clocks go forward again the following month, and we’re on the fast slide into summer!

This January has been a mixed month for me. I haven’t been as SAD-affected as previous years – the light box therapy, herbal remedies and vitamins seem to have worked. I’ve also managed to escape having a cold (except for one day) all winter which is fab, and can only be attributed to the supplements I’ve been taking.

The days are getting longer, and brighter, and it almost feels like spring is just waiting around the corner.

Hooray!

*How many of you are singing that song now? Mwah ha haaaaa!

Run free!

RUN FREE!

Originally uploaded by swingnut.

Dexter had his first proper day out at the beach today. We armed ourselves with cheese, squeaky toys and balls, but really needn’t have bothered. He had a great time playing ‘fetch’ with the squeaky and was overjoyed to be off the lead but was mainly content to just run along beside us.

Unfortunately it was very windy so we all got covered in sand. Then, when we came home, and Dexter played with Cysgu (Kirsty’s dog) in the back garden, he got muddy. Which means only one thing….

BATHTIME!

Lurve is in the air

Yesterday was Dexter’s first day at school.

Considering Dexter already knows the basic commands sit, lie, paw, other paw, wait and come we thought he’d be the star pupil.

Unfortunately Dexter had other ideas.

He spent most of the hour-long class making sweet puppy dog eyes at an admittedly rather gorgeous Malamute puppy (scroll down the page to see a pic of a pup) called Maddie.

As for Maddie – she was equally enamoured with Dexter.

The only lessons these two were interested in were lessons in love, sweet love.

Draw a pig

I mentioned in Steve’s blog, in reference to drawing sheep, that there is a personality test where you have to draw a pig.

I drew one.

This is the result:

You drew the pig:
Toward the top of the paper, you are positive and optimistic.

Facing right, you are innovative and active, but don’t have a strong sense of family, nor do you remember dates

With few details, you are emotional and naive, they care little for details and are a risk-taker.

With 4 legs showing, they are secure, stubborn, and stick to their ideals.

The size of the ears indicates how good a listener you are.
The bigger the better. You drew large ears, you are a great listener!

The length of the tail indicates the quality of your sex life.
And again more is better! You drew a large tail, WOW!

One sheep, two sheps.

Steve insisted that we all draw sheep.

Despite not being able to draw, I’d hate to disappoint:

I’m a sausage

Not in the ‘filled with floorsweepings, elbows and arseholes’ way, but in the ‘brown, straight up and down and a little bit fatty’ kind of way.

My name is prrincess purrplechick and I have no waist.

Despite what Trinny and Susannah say, no matter how many wrap dresses, fitted tops and attention-seeking belts I wear, I’ll never have a waist. No matter how many obliques exercises I do at the gym, I’m still straight up and down. When they were giving out the ‘ins’ and ‘outs’ for body shape, I think I must have visited the ‘outs’ queue (again) instead of the ‘ins’ queue by mistake. If a man were to draw my body shape in the air for the benefit of his mates, instead of the traditional hourglass undulation he’d draw something like a lollipop.

It’s OK, I can live with it. I’m blessed with an ample bosom and an arse that won’t eclipse the sun if I turn too quickly. But sometimes, just sometimes, I yearn for just a little bit of waist. Sigh.

A day in the life….

…of Dexter:

0230 Wake up, cry, get taken out to the toilet. Put back to bed, fall asleep.
0345 Wake up, cry, get taken out to the toilet. Put back to bed, fall asleep.
0615 Wake up, cry, get taken out to the toilet. Have breakfast, put back to bed, fall asleep.
0815 Wake up, cry, get taken out to the toilet. Put back to bed, fall asleep.
1000 Wake up, cry, get taken out to the toilet. PLAYTIME!!!
1100 Get taken for a walk. In the rain. Not amused. I will have revenge!
1215 Lunch. Fall asleep.
1315 PLAYTIME!!! Manage to bite a hole in Claire’s sleeve. Result!
1330 Escape! The fools have left the front door ajar. As I make my break for freedom, they chase after me. Fools! Don’t they realise I’ll reach 35 mph when I’m adult?! Sadly they catch me before I get anywhere exciting.
1335 PLAYTIME!!!!
1500 Hmm, we’re in the car. Where are we going?
1525 Who is this other dog? She smells schweet! Wonder if she fancies a toyboy?
1530 Yay! Another walk! This time not in the rain!
1545 Yuck! What’s this salty water stuff?
1547 LEG IT!! I’ve managed to escape again! Yay! – The world’s my squeaky toy!
1548 Shit they caught me again. Humph. Next time they won’t be so lucky.
1550 Cold now. That salty water stuff is fur-eezing.
1615 Ooh, new house – and a big fluffy squeaky toy that they call ‘cat’. Wonder if I can make it squeak more.
1625 This older chick is HOT! She looks schweet, she smells schweet – sure, she has some junk in her trunk but what older woman doesn’t? Hey lady, it’s PLAYTIME!!!
1745 Power nap.
1810 Wake up, pee. Hey, it’s not my house, who cares if I pee on their floor? Now where’s that lovely laydee….
1900 Bye chicky babe – remember there ain’t no one sexier than Dexter! Don’t call me, I’ll call you
1930 Snooze in car….
2000 Dinner.
2010 Mmmmm tired now… snore………

Ear worms

Gah.

Every single morning, when I wake up, I have a different tune going through my head. It’s usually a random tune too – not one that I heard the day/night before. Sometimes it’s a good tune, and one I don’t mind humming for the rest of the day; sometimes it’s something that’s so annoying that by the end of the day I want to rip my ears off.

Today, I have one line of a song going through my head. It’s not especially annoying in itself, but I wish I could at least move onto the next lyric!