January 2009
33 posts
Stains, I'll feed you cupcakes anytime. →
If you can watch this without peeing on yourself from laughing, well, you have more self-control than me, Avery, Caitlin, and Clara.
10 things I have an unhealthy obsession with:
My pink iPod nano (and all the music it contains)
Signo uni-ball pens, medium .007 thickness (if you are left-handed, you MUST buy these pens… They don’t smear.) I seriously won’t write with anything else.
Frank Sinatra
Kendall Jackson pinot noir
Tupac
Sailing
Ballet
Extra large dog clothes
Great Expectations - Charles Dickens… Or anything else he wrote. Or books...
I'm dumb. Help.
Loyal readers,
Do any of you have a freaking clue how to do HTML? I somehow majorly effed up the comments option. First I accidentally deleted it all together, and now there is no space between the link and the next title. Oh and apparently some posts aren’t showing up for everyone.
I am declaring this an official blog disaster.
Where's Waldo?
Me: Did you get the Where's Waldo book your sister mailed to you?
Colin: Yes. I'm still on page 2 though. I can't find him.
Me: ............
Hotel Harris-Weber is open for business.
This weekend we will have 4 houseguests (apartmentguests?).
I would like to take this time to apologize to Caitlin, my sister-in-law, who is interviewing for a residency in Houston, but more importantly, staying at my apartment.
Caitlin, instead of cleaning my room, I went bike riding with the dogs. And showered. (Although this is probably a good thing for your sake.) And I blogged. (Which...
Update: Beard Bows
Apparently I’m officially forbidden from putting bows on Stanley, period. The ban is not limited to his beard. It includes eyebrows, mustache, AND tail. (I asked about all 3.)
Damn it.
When I explained to Colin that this was unreasonable, and what on earth was I going to do with 9 tiny bows since Ernie’s beard is inadequate for accessory purposes, he replied:
“Fuck. I...
Oh, and the long overdue answer to the past...
I picked the song for our first dance the day before the wedding. Colin actually had no idea what it was until it played at our reception. (Although he was quite pleased with the choice… because I’m awesome.) The reason for this was that, for the most part, we have COMPLETELY opposite tastes in music, and absolutely could not in any way agree on a song.
Van Morrison > country...
God is obviously testing me today. →
This was a horriblely long and frustrating day for numerous reasons… and now this. A wing shortage? Seriously? Why God, why?
Colin’s Afghani Home Tour
Apparently I talk about labradoodles a lot.
I stole this from Avery’s blog. There is a website that will make a random word thing based off of how often a word appears on a website. This was the result for my blog.
Question O' The Day
What awesome song did Colin and I dance to for our first dance at our wedding?
Bonus round of E. Harris trivia (this one is technically E. and C. Harris trivia): How was this song chosen?
The post we have all been waiting for... My...
Several readers have voiced concern that I have yet to spiral into a blogging frenzy over the recent First Dog developments. Like they are worried something is wrong because this is truly right up my alley. (Nothing is wrong. I’ve just been busy.) For those of you woefully unaware, media outlets have been abuzz that the Obama family has narrowed down the First Dog Search to either a Portuguese...
I'm finding it hard to believe that this is not a... →
“Dogs should not wear human clothes. Actually, they shouldn’t wear...
Update
I tried the “potty bell” for the first time today.
Stanley is afraid of the bell. This plan might fail.
A stirring, soul-moving Harris-Oberfeld rendition of Celion Dion’s “It’s All Coming Back to Me Now.”
View with caution. I’ve been told it’s “painful” to watch.
Welcome home, Mr. Beazley.
Avery: Are we still getting our eyebrows waxed after I get off of work?
Elizabeth: Yes. Will you take me to KFC to get a mashed potato famous bowl?
Avery: Sure. Will you go to the SPCA with me this weekend?
Elizabeth: Of course. Can we go tonight too? Just to preview dogs. Please, please, please.
Avery: Ok. But I'm NOT getting a dog. Don't let me get a dog.
How Mr. Beazley (formerly known as “Sid”) charmed his way into a new home.
This will never get old.
Bringing in the new year.
I don’t normally make official New Year’s Resolutions, primarily because I have the self-discipline of a hyperactive gerbil and never stick to them (or even remember them a week later).
However, I decided to make three resolutions this year.
1. Take the dogs for a bike ride every day. It’s not even like I have to peddle- Ernie pulls the bike like he’s a professional...