(Please ignore the mess in the background...Martha doesn't live here:)
While on the topic of Crayzee-May, she got to spend the day at my Mothers home while I was in Edmonton...Only 1 day though. DH got to take a field trip to the ER, and we needed somebody to Crayzee-sit, so My Mother stepped up to the plate and took the dog to her house for the day. to say I was shocked was an under statement. There hasn't been a dog in her home since old Sandy passed away, and that was easily 15 years ago! Oh no - wait...we forgot poor Lucy outside one morning and she got to spend the day in the kitchen with Dad eating jam on biscuits. Back to my point - God Love Mom for taking that on for the day, cuz she is not an animal gal. Dad is the critter lover in their home as my Mothers lifestyle does not accommodate pets. In fact - even though we always had 1 or 2 growing up...she's actually afraid of dogs! She's also quite particular about the things in her home. Needless to say, all the extra fur and drool are not on her list of likes. That said, Crayzee still managed to wriggle her way into my Mothers bedroom and made herself at home! I nearly died when I saw this picture as it's the first time any dog has ever graced my parents bed! In all 36 years of my crayzee life - I've never seen it before now! And Mom wasn't freaking out even, when she took the picture! She was...dare I say...laughing!!
*side note - I'm pretty sure she has been abducted by aliens and replaced with a host species that's masquerading as my Mom!*
And here she is!!
*Note - if you are ever in my Mothers bedroom, please don't mention that her walls are Marlboro filter yellow. Dad thinks it's funny as hell! Mom...not so much. It's a touchie subject! ;)
On a more festive note...How was your Christmas?? Mine was sleepy!! :) It went something like this...
2:41am - finally finish wrapping and get to sleep.
6:02am - Dream stealers come into my room begging to open their stockings. I consent in favore of more sleep.
7:07am - Drem Stealers send in the little one to barter for rights to open 1 small present. I consent in favor of more sleep.
8:18am - Dream Stealers are relentless - they have called teh grand parents to come over (*note - next year we will disconnect the phones*) Get up - open presents with goons.
10:00am - Presents are opened...parents leave...I go back to bed.
11:00am - Breakfast is ready next door - pry myself out of bed to go eat breakfast with teh Fam.
1:00pm - head home to take a nap.
5:30pm - woken up by oldest Dream Stealer to go to Moms for turkey sandwiches.
8:30 pm - wander home to put dream stealers to bed and wait for my sleeping pill to kick in - wheeee! :)
8:45pm - hop on computer & post pics etc. on here for all to see. :)