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You can't tell I got a digital camera for xmas can you?  haha

Xmas Pics

INFJ

I took one of those hokey online personality tests tonight.  I was shocked.  It had be pegged exactly in so many different ways.  I am an INFJ.  INFJ Profile  If you would like to know what your personality traits are a little more in depth... Online test based on Jung - Myers-Briggs typology  Who knows, maybe you could learn about yourself.  Or even better, let me know what you are so I can learn more about you.

Sideways Christmas

In the last 24 hours, our Christmas tree has toppled four times.  I wanted to make it into firewood.  Instead, we bought a new tree stand, took off all the Christmas lights (over 15 strands) and started over.  I took the lights off in a really stupid way.  I basically slide all the lights over the branches onto the floor.  I had a cluster of lights.  It took over an hour just to untangle them and two hours to put them all back up.  If it falls over again, I'm giving it to the trashman, lights included.  And of course, everytime it fell it lost about a million needles that I had to keep sweeping up and while I was putting all the damned lights on, it lost even more needles.  I'm going to be finding those things on my floor till next Christmas.  Surprisingly, the house is staying fairly clean.  I'd like it spotless on Christmas day.  I know it won't stay that way all day due to so many people being in the house but I'd like it to be that way when everyone shows up.  I think in order for that to happen, I'd better send Jasmine to her grandma's from now till then.  And give the dogs and cats sedatives everyday.  Yeah I see that one happening.  I want a maid for xmas.  And chocolate. 

I had a fairly good day and a really shitty night.  The Christmas tree fell over at 1am.  Meaning I had to wake up Shawn to help me pick it back up.  Mr. I-wake-up-very-grouchy.  We get the tree back up, and adjust it so that it's standing almost straight up.  I put all the ornaments back up and begin sweeping up the million and a half or so pine needles that are now all over my floor, when alas, the tree falls on ME.  I tried to get Jasmine to go get Shawn out of bed but he was obviously still awake because he came out of the bedroom.  We get it standing up and while I hold it to make sure it doesn't fall over again, he gets a cinder block.  Around that time, Cash the doberman puppy (aka purebreed moron) decides to try and eat a glass ornament.  I would have never noticed since I was more worried about being crushed by the tree but Shawn saw him and got the glass out of his mouth.  After he goes to bed, I went to feed the fish.  One of my favorites, Sharkbait, is belly up so I had to remove him and the filters so I could put some medicine in the tank.  When I goto put the remainder of the medicine back in the box, I yelp because there is a very large black jumping spider on it.  Now, I'm not afraid of spiders.  I'm afraid of icky biting jumping spiders.  I've picked up many spiders with my bare hands and carried them outside to safety but not them.  I didn't want to walk back past the couch because in my head I was certain he would jump on me and of course his teeny tiny fangs would cause me immediate death.  Ok so maybe I'm exaggerating just a little bit.  Eventually he made his way to the other end of the couch.  Now if I could just get Jasmine to go to sleep and my arms and back to stop itching from the million or so stabs I received from the tree.

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oh my back

Ah, I have just taken my first break from cleaning.  It's been three hours since I started.  You would think the house would be spotless now but alas, no.  I scrubbed sinks, tubs, counters and dishes.  I now have two clean rooms, the kitchen and the bathroom.  I should add that not including the basement there are 8 rooms in all.  At the very least I will have the living room cleaned tomorrow.  It's been so hard to get some time to clean.  Anytime I get to myself I want to spend relaxing, not scrub a dubbing.  And I finally changed the last two knobs on the kitchen cabinets tonight.  It's only been four months since I bought them.  I wonder how long the kitchen will actually stay clean.  I give it less than 12 hours.

Our newest addition to our family is settling in nicely.  Her name is Molly.  She's a goofy dog whose feelings are easily hurt.  She's had a rough one year of life.  At two months of age she was set to be euthanized due to a shelter being over populated and her number was up.  A kind foster agency saw her potential and saved her.  At four months, she contracted an illiness that almost took her life.  No doctor was able to make a diagnoses.  And finally, at six months, she was again facing death by euthanasia.  At an adoption event, she became surrounded by ten or so men and became extremely fearful, growling and baring her teeth.  After that day, she would become extremely aggressive at adoption events towards strangers.  Many volunteers suggested putting her down due to her unpredictable behavior.  Her foster mother refused, stating she's a totally different dog at home, even with strangers.  After almost half a year of working with her at adoption events, she's finally able to go into a Petsmart without lunging, growling or showing fear.  It took a LOT of work on the part of her foster mom but in my eyes it was all worth it.  She's a fantastic dog.  She's always happy, tail wagging.  Everytime you touch her or talk to her, that tail is thumping.  She does have a great deal of seperation anxiety.  Which she proved by destroying the blinds in our backroom the first day she was left alone.  She now gets crated when we leave but seems fine as long as two of the dogs are with her.  She loves the puppy, Cash a great deal and fears our alpha female, Mia.  She will cower if Mia even walks past her.  The first two days she refused to go outside if Mia was out.  They're beginning to work past their differences and even played a little this afternoon.  The dog that was labeled, vicious and unpredictable now sleeps in bed with me and Jasmine, her head on the pillow.