Friday, August 27, 2010

Like Having a Kid, Without Husband Help

I'm having trouble finding reasons to smile this morning because I just had a glimpse into the life of a new parent last night. Only dogs aren't quite as cute as babies. Kolbe Washburne, as you may know, has just finished a course of antibiotics for his kennel cough, taken mostly in a wad of cheese. Only the last two nights the cheese was crumbly and not molding around the pills, so I had to try peanut butter. Worked like a charm on Wednesday. Last night I must have given too much PB because at 2:30am, about 20 minutes after I'd fallen asleep (thank you happy hour at Old C's), Kolbe decided to vomit all over his kennel. Yummy. Peanut butter and bile, mmmm. So, I clean the carpet with Woolite which kind of gives the carpet a bluish tint but I didn't think much of it. I took Kolbe's blankets and the cover off his kennel pad to wash, and we tried going to bed again. At 3:30, up comes more peanut butter and bile. Gross!!! I put Kolbe outside and pulled out the Woolite again. Apparently the combo of the bile acid and the basic cleaners created some litmus-paper-from-hell reaction and turned my carpet bright blue. Gah!!! Fortunately, there was just enough of another carpet cleaner to undo the blue disaster. By that time, I was of course no longer tired. And it's 4am. Brilliant! Kolbe comes in, seems to feel better. I finished off a library book about some Knights Templar magical skull (not worth my time, but helped me get tired again), and slept until my alarm went off at 8:00. The blankets went in the washing machine, Kolbe went to the 'rents house since he couldn't go in his kennel, and I went to Mass for the feast of St. Monica. Which would have been a great way to turn my day around except guess who managed to catch the first school Mass of the year? That's a rant for another time. Coffee and a venting session with Laura helped. Now I'm off to brave the 95-degree weather to take Kolbe on a run to work off some of those Old C's calories. It's a good thing that kids are not in my near future.
I reserve the right to make this blog as worthless to read as I feel like, and also to write as infrequently as I deem necessary. Just thought I'd let you know since I finally decided to share my blog.