"Never Wake a Sleeping Chihuahua" and Other Popular Lies

Well, I got some more meds in my grand-dog. Boiled chicken, blended with water, mixed in crushed meds and VOILA ... winner, winner, warm chicken dinner.

"It's not fair!"
P.S. They got some chicken too.

Gobbling it up.

Good blender saved the day.

Let her sleep in the living room (never wake a sleeping baby or a sleeping chihuahua). But this was FALSE, fake news ... traded sleep for a shitty start to the day.

Greeted this morning by diarrhea EVERYWHERE. She poo-ed (is this a word?), stepped in it, got in her 10,000 steps. Lucky me. 

How's your morning going? Hah!

Poo-gate is cleaned up. I'm in the craft room hiding out. Candle burning. Coffee and tea in hand. The morning is getting better. (My ankle is still having troubles though -- dang.)

Zoey goes home this afternoon. Hubby leaves tomorrow morning. Going to try AGAIN to have a ME week at home. Looks like rain here too, so probably less outdoor fun ... but perfect indoor time.

{knocking wood very rapidly}

Why?

Hubby's golf trip might be a rain wash-out and there are whispers of canceling ... NOOOOOOO!

I'm in the next stage of settling the house. Porches, outdoor spaces, garden ... all getting another step forward. Nesting and getting cozy with the cooler weather. 

Paint

Outdoor rugs

Fall plants

Decor

Christmas lights (finally)

Fence signs

The past 3 years, the last few months of the year were too full. Too much travel. Too much doing. Too many obligations (talking to you, baby shower and bridal showers). Fun, but also not fun.

I promised myself a homebody-ish holiday season. Slow down. Time to notice and enjoy the little moments. The pandemic was the first time I had that kind of year-end and I loved it. Trying for that same feeling (without the pandemic problems, of course). 

When I have a big looming list, I tend to rush over all the little things ... as much as I try to do differently. This year feels quieter. 

I want will be super selective about what I add to the calendar. No filling up on junk social time. 

Can I do it?

Will I do it?

Taking odds ... I think yes. 

Something I forgot that recently came to mind (via a poem). Sensory walks. Notice what you see, smell, taste, hear, feel. 

This can be applied to anything. I'm applying it to the end of the year.

Closing out 2025 via the senses. 

What's first, you ask??

SCENT

Candles.

Lotion.

Cleaning products.

Hand soap.

Laundry detergent. 

Windows open. 

I have so many good ones. I'm even lighting my candles with real matches. Do you remember how nice that smells -- nostalgic and lovely. Reminders of slower times. 

(And I feel the irony of how my morning started ... nothing says delight like the smell of doggie diarrhea. Guess I need to be specific that it's GOOD sensory experiences I want lol.)

Off to plan the week. Fill-the-tank week. Didn't work for me last time. Trying again. Fingers crossed. 

Have a great Sunday. Later gators.