Keebles World

It's been a couple of weeks since I stitched anything, I left off on The Bride Dollmaker here: Granted, the first few days of that time were spent worrying about Bam, but he's had his teeth cleaned and, although we're still playing the "I'm not going to eat unless you hand-feed me" (a trap which I'm still falling into), he's doing MUCH better. Ever since then though, I think that, between the miserableness of work (which I should be grateful that I still have a job when so many don't) and the horribleness of the world (when I live in the most protective bubble ever), I just feel like doing absolutely nothing but watching YouTube (excluding Wednesday night's Agent's of S.H.I.E.L.D., where I lament over their lack of Fitz, which puts me in an even bigger funk). I just can't bring myself to stitch at all anymore and I have no excuse. If I didn't have such a stupidly cheerful demeanor most times (could that be med related?), I'...

After a weekend of whining and we're still doing the "Mommy, please feed me or I'm not going to eat" mess (which I am going to stop tonight...either eat on your own son, or go hungry, thems the rules from now on), Bam is doing WAY better! It must have been all the good vibes you guys sent our way! I didn't get any stitching done because we did still play this all weekend: I did manage to put my new coffee table together (after it sitting in my duckroom for three weeks). I got tired of looking at this mess (please forgive the carpet and the rugs...27 years of cycles of elderly dogs does a number on carpet, not to mention the time that my ex-husband (then husband) thought it would be a good idea to put bleach in the carpet cleaner...don't ask...and I'm not going to replace the carpet until we move out anyway because it will just get ruined again before then): I had styrofoam ALL over the floor by the time I got done and was vacuuming everywhere, but ...

So, my baby boy got his teeth cleaned and all went well! They got a late start (apparently). I dropped him off at 8 a.m. and, when I hadn't heard anything by 2 p.m., I called because I was freaking out, but they hadn't even started on him yet...they were three dogs behind (just like when I go to the doctor!). I made the mistake of watching their video on the teeth cleaning procedure and really lost it then! I work in the medical field and even I couldn't take it, but maybe because it was a dog and not a human. They should at least redo it with a gentler hand doing the tube insertion or something! I was sitting at my desk crying just imagining them doing that to my baby (warning...watch at your own risk...it's a bit graphic). Needless to say, by 4, he was in recovery, and by 6:30, he was still a bit "hungover": Looks like I picked him up at the bar, right? But he was doing well, all torture considered. No extractions, no complications, just a lot of...

Both boys went to the groomer yesterday, which they DESPERATELY needed: So while they were at the groomers (which is connected to the vet), I had them take a look at Bam (even though I was terrified at what they would find). I had them run a complete blood panel and, other than one anomaly that I don't like and they couldn't explain (his red blood cell count was low, with no key indicators in the other levels that could explain it), he apparently just needs his teeth cleaned because he does have some irritation at the gum line and some tartar buildup. He gets a Dentabone everyday, but he is older, and a Shih-Tzu, so he does tend to eat those typically either on one side, or in the middle teeth area, not really hitting the front or back teeth. He's also been losing front teeth like crazy, which probably means I'm going to be seeing his tongue slip out of his mouth soon like one of those Chinese Crested's that win all those ugly dog contests...joy. Needless to ...

For the 4th of July week prior, I didn't stitch because I had the worst week ever at work! It seems like, here lately, work keeps getting worse, but each level of "worse" is different. It's not certain situations that keep getting worse, it's new levels of problems, new issues, new doctors coming on, software problems, just random things hitting me from areas that I'm not used too...random chaos, and I don't like, nor function, well in chaos. So, with the holiday weekend and the three days off, I spent them doing something I apparently haven't done very well for quite a while...I cleaned my house! It took me almost all of the three days, and I could barely move for most of the week afterwards. But I did manage some stitching late on that Sunday. It sucked. But I left off last time here: And barely made it to here because my hands were shaking from the cleaning: Last week wasn't any better at work...it was a different level of worse. A w...