Oh! What a beautiful morning!

*grimace*

I thought if March came in like a lion, it wasn't aloud to go out like one too. Humph.

Snow, pukes and runs. Lets hope they all end soon.

We're a little 'goopy,' how 'bout you?

I haven't had a whole lot of blogging inspiration lately, so I guess that leaves me with some tidbits:

• Over the last week, three of the four roads to get to our house have been completely flooded. We've been thisclose to being flooded in. That woulda been a new excuse for a mini-stay-at-home-vacation...
  

• In other words, it's kinda muddy. So I got these. Purple mud boots. They make me smile. (and splash right through the puddles with the best of the three year olds.)
  
• Friday the hubby and I were able to go on a date. Enjoyable. I highly recommend one (a date, I mean.) Preferably more often than the once-a-year that we seem to make it.
  

• After a LONG time of working on this machine in his spare time, the hubby finally drove it home and put it to work last week. Unfortunately...

• This was the result after the second or third use. Oops. New radiator hose is in order...
• This brings me to a thought: I've yet to share any sawmill pictures and whatnot on here. Look for a post about that in the near future.
• We finally got a few (but only a few) logs delivered for that sawmill for the first time since December. Yay!
• The recent melting-although it hasn't been all that warm-has me itching for spring to really arrive so we can get to work on a new garden spot, cleaning up the blueberry patch, and many other outdoor things.
• Unfortunately, more snow may be on the way...the story of our life here in MN.
• Some of my rellies are in town this week, which usually makes for some enjoyable visiting!
  

And: Goopy=goofy in Oliverspeak. So at our house, we're all a little goopy.

To keep you humble

That must be the reason for mornings like this. Those mornings when it takes rewarming your coffee two or three times in order to finish one cup...and even then, it's luke-warm again. Those mornings when whining is in overdrive, picking on eachother is on high speed and all around snarliness is the mood of the day. Those days that make me sure I'm successfully raising the brattiest kids on the planet.

These kids can go for days with only spurts of rough patches, then right about the time I have the nerve to think I might be doing something right, they just plain let loose.

So, here we are. Being humbled.

Floods to rival the records.

While at our house we were enjoying a newly uncovered sandbox (or sandbucket, as Oliver calls it), the quick melt that has hit the area is not looking good for others. It's amazing how a community pulls together when something like this comes up-the Fargo-Moorehead area is sandbagging around the clock. While you feel for those dealing with an impending disaster, one can't help but say "whew, glad we live over here."

In other random area news, my alma-matter's boy's basketball team made it to the state tournament for the first time in school history. Kinda exciting for a small town school!

Other than those tid-bits, there's nothing but gray skies and rain. It must be putting a fog on my brain, because I'm completely uninspired. Stay dry!

Benefits

Ya know, my job does have one very distinct benefit. Every single day I work I get to enjoy the sunrise and sunset. Not a bad way to spend a drive.

Don't mind the slight blurryness...once again, I pine for a nicer camera...

New York Post headline today: Not So Fast You Greedy Bastards (in regards to the AIG bonuses, of course)

That just made my day. heh.

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In other less depressing news, spring is springing, and we're all thrilled. Even if that does mean we end up with at least 12 sopping wet boots by the end of each day. Even if with it comes approximately a foot of mud-or more-in some places in our yard.



I made the caramel rolls I've been craving for weeks yesterday-yum! Good thing they turned out, because after all the 'help' from this ragamuffin and her brother, I needed a treat! Patience my friend, is a virtue...which might run thin every now and then.

I'm utterly amazed.

By two things. 1) I learned something useful from a TV show, and 2) The difference in our dog.


Elsa with Sam, a few days after we got him. He had just fallen off the dock into the water, hence the dejected look. P.S. He's lots bigger now.

Ever watched the show The Dog Whisperer? I randomly landed on it the other day while at work, and watched for a bit. I don't suppose it'd be incredibly interesting, other than the fact that our pooch has been in need of some training. So, since I liked the guy's style (treating the dog like a dog, not like a child) and that the system seemed to work consistently I took what I could from the show.

Having grown up with dogs that were trained by siblings at 4-H dog training, I got to enjoy well behaved dogs, but never put the time into training -or learned how to train- them myself. Our dog's been in need of a change, if he was gonna last around here.

Today, I gave the basics a try. Now, Sam is not out of control like some, just hyper and in need of learning how to listen. For example, he loves licking Elsa's face every moment he can, no matter what; he loves trying to grab gloves off your hands (and usually gets the hand too...). You know, those annoying things.

The basic premise of the Dog Whisperer is to teach the dog who's the dominant one in the pack. The first way to do this is by attaching a lead, and making them follow you; never letting them lead. Warning, eat your Wheaties if you're gonna give it a try. Boy, did I get an arm workout. Sam bounced around,twisted this way and that, tried everything he could to get away. I didn't scold or yell, just kept giving the lead (actually, a piece of rope...I picked up a leash today. High tech around here..) a firm yank. The whole time, you walk along, making him follow; keep your head up, look (and feel, the aura you give matters) important. Sounds so simple, doesn't it?

It worked. After about 5-10 minutes of fighting, he gave in and followed. His ears went back (a sign of submissiveness and listening,) and he got all attentive on me, and nothing else. It was amazing.

Just a minute ago, I was in the porch and stopped to pet him. Usually if I sit down, he immediately puts his nose in my face and gets all hyper. Tonight? Sam came over, calmly laid his head on my leg and let me pet him. Wow.

I know it'll take consistency and more training to get rid of all the bad habits, but I'm ecstatic at the progress in just one 20 minute session.