Category / k-line

dreams are weird 27 June, 2007 at 8:55 pm

so i had a weird one last night

we’re traipsing through a snow covered wood, kiir’s with other peopel further back and K and i are going ahead to try to catch a boat (ship? big mast, high keel. wood and sails kinda boat) and convince them to wait for everyone else coming behind us …

then a couple of white wolves are kicking a four-square ball back and forth and it buries into a snowbank. k goes looking for it and the one wolf snaps at his neck and i have to reign him in b/c i’m not convinced he can take a pair of wolves (although they only seemed concerend that he was going to steal their ball (which is as big as K …))

get to a deserted town and see the ship burning at the dock

interloper !!! 12 April, 2007 at 10:09 am

K’s getting slowly used to the baby

Well, actually, no. K’s entirely not getting used to the baby :o he comes home at night, and tries to stay as far away as possible :)

I’ve been trying to get K to come closer to the baby, but he knows that this is the interloper that’s messed up his nice comfy home, and he wants nothing to do with it. he acts like he’s afraid to get too close and get in trouble for it. kinda that “i ain’t touched him! see, i’m all the way over here, wasn’t me!” vibe

last night he curled up on nancy (my sister in law) and spent the evening in her chair since i spent a lot of time holding the baby so his lap was broken. Hoping to let someone else hold DK so K can curl on my lap some tonight and not have to worry about “his” daddy being stolen away. B/c that’ll be bad if he starts being resentful and angry. And i’m not sure he’s falling for camp every day, either. he comes home tired (goal 1), but i think he knows he’s in camp b/c of this THING breaking up his home.

baby border check~! 6 March, 2007 at 5:07 pm

got the border up in baby’s room this afternoon. took a while, but i tacked it up, then checked it, tweaked, repeat. when it was good i started at one end and took out hte tacks as i peeled out the backing and smoothed to the wall. not 100% level, but i’m not convinced the floors, walls, or ceiling are 100% level anyway :p

then we worked on cleaning the room some for hte furniture delivery friday. unfortunately, that kinda included dumping some stuff into K’s room. poor K, he gets so put upon in this whole baby mess. kiir doesn’t take him on walks, i’m spending ltos of time trying to get ready, and his room keeps getting usurped with all the crap that used to be in the third bedroom since we didn’t use it anyway :/

oh well. hopefully getting lots of camp (more than we can afford, technically, i suppose) will make him feel better about the whole sordid affair :o

puppy on crack! 5 March, 2007 at 11:12 am

seriously, my dog was whack this weekend.

Thursday was his shots. 24 (well, technically, it might be 48) hour hold before he’s allowed back at camp, to make srue tehre’s no reactions to the shots. hey, i can dig it. and he’s relatively down the day after his shots anyway, so it’s all cool. and he was. we went and ran around the field some, but it was warm and not a problem

saturday he went to camp again, b/c i wanted to play with furniture (i’ll post on that in a bit). he gets home, and he’s a bit barky and such, but ok. and apparently he bit a new girl, again. everyone knows he doesn’t MEAN to, but he still needs to knock that off :o but it was only a scratch.

Sunday-Monday he was going to be home, b/c we’re trying to cut back on our expenses and at 20$ a day, his day camp runs way up way fast :o except by 8:30 sunday morning he was barking a bunch and jumping and ALRIGHT ALREADY! dropped him off at camp, with him almost literally bouncing off the walls in the car. it’s like, who gave my dog uppers???

we picked him up last night, and he was acting all scared (tail down, kept hiding under kiir’s desk instead of curling up on the sofa to watch what I was doing, etc), which was kindof worrisome, but he curled up on my lap at dinner and then curled up with me at bedtime, so I think he was just over-exerted probably. i vaguely recall similiar reactions around his shots in the past, so it could just be a few days after his shots he feels all woozy or something.

this morning he gets me up at 6:15. barking. at the door. incessantly and in his loud “my people” voice. For all the world like someone was outside trying to get in and he was scaring them off to protect us (yay puppy!) … except there was no one outside. he spent a lot of time barking this morning, and i left about 10-15 minutes earlier than i might have, just b/c i couldn’t get him to stop for more than a couple minutes (oh, and i didn’t have anything to do heh). i think he went upstairs and barked at kiir. hopefully he used his pad when he had to go bathroom, since when i took him out he didn’t have a lotta interest in the concept. probably b/c it was cold :o *sigh*

they sell dog food and treats specially formulated for your “high energy dogs” and “active dogs” to “give them that boost!” … where’s the food for sedating them a bit? :o

(hopefully it warms up soon and i can start taking him for more evening walks, which might be some of his problem, but not usually on camp days … wonder if this morning he knew it was monday and monday is one of his normal camp days so he wanted to get me up … )

disliking the new vet 2 March, 2007 at 11:34 am

so, K goes to the Banfield Pet Hospital or whatever it’s called that’s associated with/inside of PetSmart (b/c that’s just convenient, yo)

When we started going, about 3 -3.5 years ago, the waiting area was a separate region, benches, etc, and room to wander some. the nurses were cool and nice and played with K while we waited. then a year and a half, maybe two, ago they remodelled (they remodelled a lot of the store b/c they were preparing for the PetsHotel at the time I guess). the banfield became part of the store, really, rather than wholly attached. so the waiting room went away, there’s now a couple benches too close together for sick or temperamental dogs to be sitting at more than one of them (i think there’s only two anyway), the benches are sitting on the edge of an aisle of stuff, and on the path to the grooming “salon”, so people are always going back and forth, and there’s really no room to hang out. except of course, you HAVE TO hang out b/c they got so much slower too. and the nurses are all cold witches who apparently have no interest in playing with the animals that come through. I understand that they’re overworked and probably underpaid, but still. so K and I always play around in the checkout area (which happens to be about 3′ from the vet’s checkin desk, wow!) while we wait. it’s a nuisance b/c of the people, and he gets bored b/c I have to keep him on short leash. but ok

they have a revolving door for the vets. the old ones were cool. then when they remodelled, around there sometime they got a new one, she was good. so was her successor. then for about 9 months they didn’t have a vet. they didn’t TELL people that of course, they were just booked 3+ months out. as in, K needed a shot end of sept that we hadn’t remembered, and the earliest they could fit him in was like xmas. W. T. F. we found out from the PetsHotel folks (who we’re friendly with b/c K goes there freakin’ often) that the old vet had gone ( i don’t remember why), there was no new vet, and the vet they HAD was someone who lived like 2 hours away who was coming in for a few hours twice a week to help out b/c she had friends who worked at the store and wanted to make sure the animals were getting their care. yay her (no, seriously, YAY!). we went to anotehr location who could see us next day, though ;)

now they have two vets again. well, they have two people with the white lab coats that the vets wear (like a doctor!) so i assume they’re vets. anyway, they have two, so K got in on march 1 to get his shots (we came at beginning of feb to schedule him, but they “weren’t booking march yet”, but since I know they wouldn’t give him his shots in feb (too early) …) they wanted him for his full physical examination. normally i take him and we play in the room while we wait, and they take him to the back for the like 5 minutes they need to do stuff back there, we’re gone in 90-120 minutes. but with my new job, I can’t do that, so I had to drop him off for the all-day appointment, where the nurses do the various things as they’re free or whatever. fine, he doesn’t enjoy the kennelling, but whatever.

go to pick him up. FOURTY FIVE MINUTES I wait. I said i was there to pick him up, she told me the dr would be with me in a minute. uh, ok. she puts me in a room after about 20 minutes. crap, is he ok? twenty minutes later I go out to ask her if the dr knows I’m there (b/c I can see him in the back clipping a dogs nails (admittedly, the dog wasn’t happy about it, but still, hello? nurses?), and before I can say anything she tells me she can ring me up. hello? where’s my dog?

apparently the vet is “busy with another patient” (yeah, I could see that. good thing he has a medical degree, or he might be using those nail clippers on the ear or something, can’t tell nails from tails without a degree!) (oh, and ignore the vet standing behind me not doing a goddamned thing b/c he’s obviously not the vet that worked with K or whatever, so I can actually understand that ; although , if we’re just going to say ‘everything looks good’ why doesn’t he go back, ask the other doc “hey, anything I should tell him?” and come in and say “dr whoever is busy right now, but he said everything was good. looking at the labs, everything is healthy and normal. have a nice night”?????)

then she tells me the bill is 127$. we have the pet insurance. THEIR INSURANCE. which covers his shots (b/c they upped the one that PetsHotel requires 2x/year from the previously approved 1x), his physical (duh, otherwise he wouldn’t've had one ; I coulda told you he was doing OK), and everything. W T F? then she starts asking if I want any of the preventative meds, heartworm pills and flea medicine (which we buy when we run out of, like last month), so I say no and ask “but what’s the rest of it? I thought this should all be covered?” (maybe the insurance payment went AWOL …) and she gets all pissy with me that she’s taking off the things I don’t want. Well here’s a thought! DON’T PUT THEM ON YOU SMARMY BITCH?

she told me the dr would call me later if I had any questions (how would he know until he called me? I presume she meant “in case you have any questions”) … but I asked her “is everything good?” (b/c, yaknow, unless it ISN’T OK I’m good), she said yes. Which is good, b/c the vet never called me.

They’re really pissing me off (can you tell?) but they’re CONVENIENT dammit! maybe the vets’ll change again this summer ;)

Oh, but when I g ot home and was looking at hte paperwork, apparently he’s due for his “annual deworming” on the 7th. Of March. 2007. so, like, a WEEK later? hello? why didn’t you deworm him now? does he have worms? I’m so confused. gee, I wish I could ask the vet about that, but HE DIDN’T CALL ME. *grrr*

Weekend notes 19 February, 2007 at 9:47 pm

Well, general bits and parts. K’s trainer came by yesterday to look at his “home environment” and give us suggestions on what we might need to do to get him ready for a home invasion by the blob. Mostly we’ve done what she was going to say, apparently, but she did want us to start “ignoring him” and carrying around the baby-doll, so he gets used to something else taking our attention, and so he can learn that when we’ve got baby we can’t play.

I just feel like a complete git wandering around with a baby doll in my arms :o what am I, an 8 year old girl playing with dolls? cripes :o

Put away all of the laundry (well, not all; 90%+ though; mostly have sheets and towels left, and some of my clothes where the dresser is blocked by the crap i threw in that room when i had to clear the floors). Went through a couple of the boxes and consolidated. Went through the filing cabinet, threw away (read: shredded) a bunch of documents. Like, the part where we’ve refinanced at least one mortgage every year since we moved in. We suck with money management :/

Didn’t paint the bathroom. Didn’t hang the shelves. Went to order the furniture for delivery, but apparently at ikea that just means “after you’ve bought it, we’ll d rive it home” and since part of hte problem here is that I can’t lift the stuff by myself … uh, not helping. But one of the parts we wanted is discontinued! DOH! (and it’s not at another ikea anywhere near by, either, I checked :o)

Sliced up my hand trying to take out the drain in the half-bath so i could actually make htat sink work :o tried to cook some over the weekend. The fondue tasted weak. The baked potato soup is all sweet and weird an’ shit. Not sure if we’re gonna eat the rest or toss it later this week :/

Of puppies and babies 5 February, 2007 at 3:28 pm

We picked up a “screaming katy” baby doll the other day. ok, so, it’s got some wholly unmemorable name and it was a pain in the ASS to find the damned thing. the idea was we needed something baby-shaped and baby-sized that made baby-sounds, so k can start getting used to the annoying damned whiny loud thing that disturbs his naps.

i mean, we have a CD with baby sounds, too, so he can get used to the sounds from the computer, but i don’t think kiir ever opened that and put it on her computer.

kiir took it out of the box and was playing with it, when she hit some sound that K was NOT pleased with :o she we got him to settle down, and i went to put the doll on the sofa next to him, so he could get used to it. and kiir’s all “no don’t do that!” “why, we want him to get used to it, so he’s willing to just curl up next to baby” “yeah, but not destroy the baby!” .. He’s been going to camp, he’s unlikely to destroy anything, and he’s not likely to break a toy that he’s seen mommy playing with, b/c he knows it’s only his stuffed animals he can eviscerate. he’s really quite good about it, honestly

of course, he had no interest in laying down next to this this this THING that stole part of HIS sofa! so I moved “thing” to the coffee table, and he jumped down and went around to bark at it some more :o this could take a while, getting him to accept. and it’s going to be a pain in my ass when i want to just sit and play on the computer :o

and today he didn’t go to camp … hopefully he’s still wound down some from 3 days. I doubt it, but maybe :o if not, maybe i’ll squeak a baby at him and clean the house some more. b/c, you know, i’ve only been on that for 5 months, and I only have 1.5 or so more before baby breaks into the place and all my hard work goes up in stunningly annoying flames as 3 metric tons of baby stuff appears in the house and gets played with by the grandparents and everyone who comes to visit even though baby’s still sleeping

and then it goes downhill. i hope it warms up a LOT before then. b/c K’s going to need some quality time so he doesn’t feel like he’s suddenly being ignored by me. he has separation issues, and it’s possible that he might look at the baby as a rival,then, and that would be bad. at least until baby’s old enough to play back. :/ in the meantime, K gets lotsof camp!

2+2! 30 January, 2007 at 10:59 am

day 2!

and today i learned how to fill out my timesheet! i only have something like 20 possible billing codes, oi! dropped k at camp last night, b/c he didn’t have camp yesterday. took an hour in that process (picked up more of his meds and signed for training, but still), then decided to do dinner (another hour? cripes!) and groceries (AGAIN? AN HOUR???? wtf, do all my clocks move by hour segments???)

but i woke up on time (early, actually) today, whee go me! now i’m at work , with little to do. got another semi-voluntary project to play with though, so might be good

puppies and floors 19 January, 2007 at 10:13 am

So, they finished the floors tuesday. Check.

Wednesday we picked K up from camp (FINALLY … that was expensive *sigh*) and he got to come home and experience the new floors. We were worried (well I was) about him slipping and sliding everywhere on the wood and getting no traction and being incredibly unhappy about the whole bloody mess. Figuring on getting an oriental rug (or cheap knockoff) for the living room/dining room, and maybe a runner carpet for the hall. so the puppy can, you know, run on it :o

Except, apparently K is special. He has no issues with the floor yet :o Don’t know if it’s b/c he had just had camp (and he’s back this morning, heh) or if it’s related to the wood being “strip” rather than “plank” (the strips are 2″ wide, plank is usually 6-12 from what I’ve seen), so the inter-piece slat-ridges are really regular and close together. I’m thinking both. Benefit being that, while he’s tired, he gets used to the floor and how to run around on it, so when he’s revved he’ll have a better chance of not flailing around. I think he will have to slow down some, because otherwise he’s likely to slide into walls or off the stairs before he manages to stop. although i also expect he’ll just learn to start braking a touch earlier or differnetly. he’s smart. he’ll adapt.

adapting to the baby, though, that’ll be harder i imagine. we need to start getting those baby sounds cd’s played. i imagine it’ll start with him going nuts when he hears something sudden, but hopefully we can get him to start ignoring it. as long as the kid never makes sounds like a bird or a horse galloping. those sounds he’s not quite learned to accept yet in games :o

badgammon. BAD GAMMON! 30 December, 2006 at 5:15 pm

k is, shockingly, completely psycho.

and today’s revelation is brought to you by the makers of advil and letters STFU! one of the games on the xbox’s arcade disc kiir picked up is backgammon. i’ve often wondered how to play backgammon, so i decded to give it a shot.

omg, k went baLLISTIC over that. jumping, barking, barking, jumping, running around, barking, more barking, cripes he was displeased. that was sometime earlier this week, he was energetic. last night i decide i want to play something, and the DoA4 demo is kinda boring and i can’t find the game anywhere, tired of poker at the moment, and launch up backgammon. b/c the sound is OFF and the puppy is sound asleep.

I made it through the first game, figured out HTF i was supposed to be playing and what to do. started the second game, was 75% or so done, and the puppy rouses up to shift. and he sees me playing backgammon on the TV. and goes batshit bonkers. i mean OFF THE WALL NUTSO here. barking, jumping, barking, bitching, everything! apparently it wasn’t the sound, so much (although it would have woken him earlier obviously, this time) but the game.

my dog hates backgammon. go figure.