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Be a Pet Person

I grew up with a cat, that would terrorize people. At our house you didn’t want to leave a toe hanging out of the end of your covers.

I married a dog guy. We have a dog. We used to have two. KT we “put down” about a year ago. She was an awesome, old, arthritic dog. Summer is an energetic, loving seven year old.


Summer and KT

I am not a huge fan of cats anymore. Unless you live on a farm, I don’t really see the point of having a hairy, furniture scratching, kitchen counter walking, kitty litter pooping animal in your house.

I love our Summer dog, but as spring begins to return (I hope), the amount of hair falling off this fairly large animal is copious. Copious could also be used to describe the size of her poop. Today, I am contemplating my fondness of all animals hairy.

UNTIL I saw this! Our youngest son, OC, loves our dog. I mean he LOVES our dog. If she is lying on the floor, OC is next to her. If Summer’s tail is wagging, OC is trying to grab at it.

This is what I found on my kitchen floor today:


Yup, I guess I am a dog lover! I think everyone that has children should have a pet, at least for a period of time. Even if it is babysitting a friend’s cat/dog or buying a fish in a tank. I think the value of having a pet and being responsible for its food, cleaning and tender love and care creates within everyone a little bit more compassion, patience and pure joy.

Be a Saturday Night Hair Styler

I have never really “done my hair”. Yes, I have had it cut, coloured and styled at the hair dresser, but besides perhaps adding some sort of hair product and blow drying my hair and perhaps even combing it, that’s all folks!

A couple of weeks ago, I got my hair cut from a wonderfully beautiful and young hairdresser. She spent 3 hours on my hair. Yes, 3 hours! 3 whole hours to myself reading magazines, chatting and I even got a nice hot cloth to wipe my hands and some beautiful cream to put on afterwards. Anyways… so in those three hours, she cut, shampooed, dried, straightened and styled my hair.

Last Saturday night I was inspired, I decided to relive the teenage years that I had heard about, doing your hair on a Saturday night. I had spent my teenage years playing sports or watching a video with a big group of friends. Hair styling never.

This was a first for me. Enjoy the fun!



Hey, what is going on?



Oh my, what did I do? Back to the regular Saturday night programming!


My oldest did walk in at one point and say, “Mommy you look beautiful!”. Thanks darling.

Be a Rocker!

I have had red short hair in Switzerland, blond long hair in Germany and now long, black hair in Canada.

I am calling this my rocker hair.

It reminds me of an amazing mother, woman, guitar player/singer named Rachelle van Zanten and her amazing locks of hair as she dances, sings, strums and works to save our environment!

Thanks for the inspiration Rachelle! http://www.rachellevanzanten.com/

Plus it covers up all the grey! Nice! Rock on…