Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Sunday, August 28, 2011
The sleeping pup
I didn't end up getting a new pup, I got my parent's one year old english setter, Blade! I love having him around my new house, and my roommates claim to like him too. We especially love him after I take him on a run or to the dogpark. We just got back from a run today and he immediatly started scratching up the carpet (see below), making himself a little 'nest'. He thinks he's a cat.
He also has a LOT of new toys and doesn't want anyone stealing them, I had to tell Jess, Nadia, and Julia (my three roommates) to stop borrowing them and get their own orange chewy bones.
After a week he has gotten used to being in a new place and around new people. He has learned to like project runway, food from the grill, and the packers (GO PACKERS!) And he really loves that orange chewy bone.
(He moves too much when he is awake so it is easier to take pictures when he is sleeping, I'll try to get more variety in the future)
He also has a LOT of new toys and doesn't want anyone stealing them, I had to tell Jess, Nadia, and Julia (my three roommates) to stop borrowing them and get their own orange chewy bones.
After a week he has gotten used to being in a new place and around new people. He has learned to like project runway, food from the grill, and the packers (GO PACKERS!) And he really loves that orange chewy bone.
(He moves too much when he is awake so it is easier to take pictures when he is sleeping, I'll try to get more variety in the future)
Friday, July 15, 2011
Pup hunting
No, not hunting puppies! Just looking at them. When I move to my new house in August I can finally have a dog! I can't have a brand new puppy because the landlord is worried about total destruction, which I understand, but when I went to look at older dogs with Lexie, I couldn't help but be drawn to the little ones!
We went to the same foster home where Ben found Maggie over a year ago. The woman who takes care of the dogs has a huge farm with 10 acres of land, complete with horses, dogs, cats, and grandkids. She says she never gives up on a dog and keeps them until they are adopted. I don't think she will have any trouble finding homes for these little munchkins:
Harry:

Pippi and Dumbledore! (I love the Harry Potter names of this litter, except Pippi?, the other dog who is not pictured was named Wizard)
Then I met the cutest 6 week old litter ever. I instantly fell in love with this little piglet:
The Piglet!
She was way too adorable and small. I eventually tore myself away but I'm sure she and her litter mates will find a good home soon.
We went to the same foster home where Ben found Maggie over a year ago. The woman who takes care of the dogs has a huge farm with 10 acres of land, complete with horses, dogs, cats, and grandkids. She says she never gives up on a dog and keeps them until they are adopted. I don't think she will have any trouble finding homes for these little munchkins:
Harry:
Pippi and Dumbledore! (I love the Harry Potter names of this litter, except Pippi?, the other dog who is not pictured was named Wizard)
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
The Dresser Dilemma...
Seriously, this wasn't supposed to be this hard! I thought I was so awesome because I transformed my ugly brown dresser into a sleek white antique that could be sold on Ebay for tens of dollars (if I wanted).
I assumed painting would be the hardest part, but no, it is the HANDLES are driving me crazy!
This is the handle I picked out. It is silver, sleek, and came with the two screws you see in the middle that are in the bag. But they were WAY too long to work. The handle would just pull right out of the drawer and was no where near secure.
Today I stopped by Ace hardware and picked up the screws that are on the far right thinking they would work perfectly! My reasoning: they are longer than the original screws, on the left, which were too short for the new handles (I tried in vain) but shorter than the long screws, yay!
When I got home I realized they too were too short, but just maayyyyybeeee I tried them anyway. The first 3 handles actually were screwed in perfectly. I thought, yessssss, I am a master.
But when I got to the forth it didn't work anymore. The fact that I had bought 21 screws (one for good luck, obviously a gimmick to get me to spend another six cents) that were too short finally sunk in.
I have to go back to Ace Hardware and spend another $1.35. But not today. Today I will look at my mismatched dresser and think about what lessons I have learned.
(PS this is my second post of the day. So gramma, if you are reading this, scroll down to see the post below)
I assumed painting would be the hardest part, but no, it is the HANDLES are driving me crazy!
This is the handle I picked out. It is silver, sleek, and came with the two screws you see in the middle that are in the bag. But they were WAY too long to work. The handle would just pull right out of the drawer and was no where near secure.Today I stopped by Ace hardware and picked up the screws that are on the far right thinking they would work perfectly! My reasoning: they are longer than the original screws, on the left, which were too short for the new handles (I tried in vain) but shorter than the long screws, yay!
When I got home I realized they too were too short, but just maayyyyybeeee I tried them anyway. The first 3 handles actually were screwed in perfectly. I thought, yessssss, I am a master.
But when I got to the forth it didn't work anymore. The fact that I had bought 21 screws (one for good luck, obviously a gimmick to get me to spend another six cents) that were too short finally sunk in.
I have to go back to Ace Hardware and spend another $1.35. But not today. Today I will look at my mismatched dresser and think about what lessons I have learned.(PS this is my second post of the day. So gramma, if you are reading this, scroll down to see the post below)
Louisville
A couple weeks ago I headed up to Louisville for the 4th of July and stayed with Ben and his family. Look at who greeted me!
and....Meadow! (look at the little 'unicorn' on top of her head)
On Saturday Ben and I went to Churchill Downs, home of the Kentucky Derby, because I've always wanted to see it in action. There were 13 races going on that day so we made the most conservative, all odds in your favor bets: out of 7 horses we guessed who the top 4 winners would be, in no particular order. Easy right? Just eliminate the 3 weakest horses/riders?
NOPE! We lost EVERY SINGLE TIME. And it was always because we were off by just one horse. It was incredibly frustrating because I thought I would at least get beginners luck, but we still had fun and only bet ~$30 for the whole day.
Ben in our box seats:
This one didn't turn out well but as you can see, I am wearing a hat:
Maggie didn't even go but she was EXHAUSTED after the races:
She always complains that there isn't enough room for her to sleep:
That's because she thinks she is a human and those around her never tell her otherwise. She has the most cushy life of all the pups I know. Look at the 'M' on her chest!
Ben in our box seats:
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Being picked up in style
When I arrived at the Rhinelander airport on June 2nd for Mali's wedding weekend I awaited Mali to pick me up. I don't know what I was expecting. Since I was maid of honor I knew Mali would pull out all the stops so probably cross-country ski's, a motorcycle or boat (this was the northwoods after all)
What I got was SOOOO much better:
Sam (Mali's brother/her Best Man) and Mali arrived by Cessna. Sam's an awesome pilot, however, he saw my inherent skill immediately and let me drive!
Sam said "My hands weren't on the wheel while Kyla's were". Translation: "Kyla is flying the s%*t out of this plane!"
We flew directly over Minoqua where Mali's parents live (it is the island)
I decided to give back Sam the controls when it was time to land since of course I didn't want to show off too much.
What I got was SOOOO much better:
Sam (Mali's brother/her Best Man) and Mali arrived by Cessna. Sam's an awesome pilot, however, he saw my inherent skill immediately and let me drive!Sam said "My hands weren't on the wheel while Kyla's were". Translation: "Kyla is flying the s%*t out of this plane!"
We flew directly over Minoqua where Mali's parents live (it is the island)
I decided to give back Sam the controls when it was time to land since of course I didn't want to show off too much.
Monday, June 27, 2011
Kyla paints a dresser
This weekend something strange took over my mind and I decided I wanted to paint my dresser. It's a very old wooden dresser that my parents got at a thrift store in Madison 30 years ago. It is now mine and I got tired of the boring brown color.
So having no idea what I was doing I dumped out all the drawers onto my bedroom floor creating a 10 foot high pile, bought paint (oyster pearl), a brush, sandpaper, and voila!
I should have taken a 'before' picture, but it looks sooo much better now. Next up is searching for new handles for the drawers, I want something antique. I will also have to sort through that everest of clothes. I don't know how I fit so many in those drawers and I am afraid of what I might find.
So having no idea what I was doing I dumped out all the drawers onto my bedroom floor creating a 10 foot high pile, bought paint (oyster pearl), a brush, sandpaper, and voila!
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