What happened to "John & Kate + Eight"? Oh yeah, they divorced. Why? Because who knows why? Personally I think it's because Kate is controlling, manipulative, but still has some good in her. She loves her kids, kudos to that, but other than that she's horrible.
I just saw, not moments ago, her 'hairstyles throughout the years' photos, and she's had more hairstyles than I have throughout my life. After they split, what did she do? Took custody of the children, make John spend $21,000 a month in child support....and she gets these EXPENSIVE haircuts! She claimed in an article that she isn't a diva, but she got plastic surgery, hair extensions, removed those hair extensions...what the hell Kate? Is the money you get from John only going towards you? I don't care what YOUR salary is, but I'm pretty sure you don't get THAT much to pay off surgery and the kids.
Now that she's all over the news, I'm peeved she claims to NOT be a diva. She did all this, and now she's on "Dancing with the Stars". You can't tell me she's not neglecting her kids. I agree with John in gaining custody of the children, they need a stable environment, and she doesn't provide it with being gone all the time. It doesn't matter how sweet it was when she called her children a half hour before the show, and that they are excited about her performance. They need someone, a parent, to be there...not a babysitter. She should go back home, take care of her kids and get a real job. Either that, or just give it up and let her kids go to their father. She won't lose much pride anyways, nor her ego. She can still call them and have them watch her dance anytime.
Okay, my rant is done. I just wanted to get that off my chest. Night.
P.S. The kids don't need to watch it live, they can Tivo it. Take that, Kate.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Friday, March 12, 2010
Two puppies
I read all the time, online at least, about getting two puppies is bad for a household itself. That it can't usually be done...but I believe it can. It's just the amount of discipline really. Plus, our puppy (Boba) is pretty mellow.
We got him the last week of January, and considered the following names for him: Brian, Luke, Boba, and I think it was Taro...I can't remember the last one. Me and my boyfriend stayed up most of the night thinking about it, but we slept on it and decided that "I guess his name will be Boba!" and it stuck. Now that I look at him, it fits him. Boba is that tapioca pearl in the bottom of a milk tea (asian thing), and also Boba Fett from Star Wars. It was half/half on the name lol.
Well he's mellow, then gets hyper when he's excited but that's pretty normal for our puppy. His sister, whom the other roomies own (Jas, short for Jasmine) loves to fight and is very playful.
I was so proud of Boba when he learned sit, shake, and wait in the first two days! Oh yes, and down and up! He was so cute, but now he's about fifteen weeks, turning sixteen weeks tomorrow...and he's grown. Not to a full lab size, but you can tell from his puppy picture when we first got him that he did.
Now Jas is absolutely just as cute as Boba, however she has her puppy coat. Whereas Boba didn't seem to have his puppy coat anymore when we got him (or so I think). So she's pretty soft, like a stuffed animal, while he is just really shiny. She's grown too, I just wish they stopped growing now.
Two puppies in a house can be chaos, especially if you don't have a house and only an apartment. Which is us. Lol. They, the 'experts' say you need to do this and that...but it's really all a matter of who is dominant. We are dominant over our puppy, while the roomies over theirs. Of course, the puppies know when they did something bad, etc and listen to us. They have a time-out corner, haha.
Jas...ah, hold on. Boba just tried biting the towel we left for them. Alright, he's in time-out now. Anyways, Jas and him are so cute! I forget what I'm supposed to type now...man, talk about a one-track mind!
Ah, yes. Jas is a playful puppy. She loves to play, bite, chew...chew...chew his collar off...yes, we've gone through about three collars because she chews them off. Of course, Boba does the same. Caught him the other day too. Sneaky little guy. She learned roll over WAY before he did, because Boba HATED getting on his back. A week or so ago I was persistant with training him to do it and now he finally does. However, he associates treats with: "Oh! I need to roll over to get one!" Or he randomly does it and looks at you: "....where's my treat, mommy?"
Anyways, the moral of this entry, is to at least say when you have two puppies...it's possible. Sure they play a lot, all dogs do when they come across other dogs. Yeah, it's good to seperate them, but it's a matter of dominance. They stop fighting when we tell them to, 70% of the time, but it's getting better. If you are dominant over your dog, well I personally think your set. Don't take my word for it, though. In our household there is two couples and each couple has a dog. So two "mommy" and "daddy"'s, one set for each pup. And they each know who is who.
We got him the last week of January, and considered the following names for him: Brian, Luke, Boba, and I think it was Taro...I can't remember the last one. Me and my boyfriend stayed up most of the night thinking about it, but we slept on it and decided that "I guess his name will be Boba!" and it stuck. Now that I look at him, it fits him. Boba is that tapioca pearl in the bottom of a milk tea (asian thing), and also Boba Fett from Star Wars. It was half/half on the name lol.
Well he's mellow, then gets hyper when he's excited but that's pretty normal for our puppy. His sister, whom the other roomies own (Jas, short for Jasmine) loves to fight and is very playful.
I was so proud of Boba when he learned sit, shake, and wait in the first two days! Oh yes, and down and up! He was so cute, but now he's about fifteen weeks, turning sixteen weeks tomorrow...and he's grown. Not to a full lab size, but you can tell from his puppy picture when we first got him that he did.
Now Jas is absolutely just as cute as Boba, however she has her puppy coat. Whereas Boba didn't seem to have his puppy coat anymore when we got him (or so I think). So she's pretty soft, like a stuffed animal, while he is just really shiny. She's grown too, I just wish they stopped growing now.
Two puppies in a house can be chaos, especially if you don't have a house and only an apartment. Which is us. Lol. They, the 'experts' say you need to do this and that...but it's really all a matter of who is dominant. We are dominant over our puppy, while the roomies over theirs. Of course, the puppies know when they did something bad, etc and listen to us. They have a time-out corner, haha.
Jas...ah, hold on. Boba just tried biting the towel we left for them. Alright, he's in time-out now. Anyways, Jas and him are so cute! I forget what I'm supposed to type now...man, talk about a one-track mind!
Ah, yes. Jas is a playful puppy. She loves to play, bite, chew...chew...chew his collar off...yes, we've gone through about three collars because she chews them off. Of course, Boba does the same. Caught him the other day too. Sneaky little guy. She learned roll over WAY before he did, because Boba HATED getting on his back. A week or so ago I was persistant with training him to do it and now he finally does. However, he associates treats with: "Oh! I need to roll over to get one!" Or he randomly does it and looks at you: "....where's my treat, mommy?"
Anyways, the moral of this entry, is to at least say when you have two puppies...it's possible. Sure they play a lot, all dogs do when they come across other dogs. Yeah, it's good to seperate them, but it's a matter of dominance. They stop fighting when we tell them to, 70% of the time, but it's getting better. If you are dominant over your dog, well I personally think your set. Don't take my word for it, though. In our household there is two couples and each couple has a dog. So two "mommy" and "daddy"'s, one set for each pup. And they each know who is who.
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Weird Dream
Alright, to start my blog off I'm going to talk about the weird ass dream I had last night...weird...ABSOLUTELY weird!!!
Well as my dream started, I was with this girl and her father. The girl looked about...say seven or eight, and we were eating breakfast at the table. I was of no relation to them, so I don't understand WHY I was eating with them but it was nice. :) Though, you know how you get a deja vu feeling like it'd happened before? ...I got that right as we were eating breakfast. In my mind, I was like: ...something is so going to happen...and I KNOW what it is...but....what??
Breakfast finished, and we three retired to the living room to watch some high definition television. =D Which, with my luck, didn't last very long. After a few minutes of harmony, some portion of scrambled eggs appeared between the television and us on the couch. It started talking and threatening us, saying it'd kill us and we freaked out and ran about the house.
I took the little girl by the hand and we ran everywhere in the house. The eggs followed us everywhere through the vents, and eventually I realized we could have just left the house...-_- made me mad I know that. After I left the house, I reunited the girl with her father and left them only to find my friend Ashley!
The two of us went places, and were approached in a bookstore by CSI's Ryan, CSI Miami, and he asked if I wanted to be in an episode or the season. I love the show, so I immediately agreed and we set up a time and place. Right when we left, we were approached by a strange guy (I felt I used to know him and that we stopped knowing each other on bad bad terms) and he offered us a ride to get us there faster. I argued that we could go by foot, and to leave me alone. Somehow he got his way and we argued a LOT in the car...I yelled at him to stop the car and let us out and he did. But he followed us in the car trying to talk to me. Eventually we talked it out, and came onto fairly okay terms. As if we finally forgave each other, and moved on.
As I walked up the stairs, I woke up. And felt as if a heavy weight had been lifted off my shoulders...and it felt good. :)
Other than that...I'm pissed I didn't get to see the set!!! ARGH!
Well as my dream started, I was with this girl and her father. The girl looked about...say seven or eight, and we were eating breakfast at the table. I was of no relation to them, so I don't understand WHY I was eating with them but it was nice. :) Though, you know how you get a deja vu feeling like it'd happened before? ...I got that right as we were eating breakfast. In my mind, I was like: ...something is so going to happen...and I KNOW what it is...but....what??
Breakfast finished, and we three retired to the living room to watch some high definition television. =D Which, with my luck, didn't last very long. After a few minutes of harmony, some portion of scrambled eggs appeared between the television and us on the couch. It started talking and threatening us, saying it'd kill us and we freaked out and ran about the house.
I took the little girl by the hand and we ran everywhere in the house. The eggs followed us everywhere through the vents, and eventually I realized we could have just left the house...-_- made me mad I know that. After I left the house, I reunited the girl with her father and left them only to find my friend Ashley!
The two of us went places, and were approached in a bookstore by CSI's Ryan, CSI Miami, and he asked if I wanted to be in an episode or the season. I love the show, so I immediately agreed and we set up a time and place. Right when we left, we were approached by a strange guy (I felt I used to know him and that we stopped knowing each other on bad bad terms) and he offered us a ride to get us there faster. I argued that we could go by foot, and to leave me alone. Somehow he got his way and we argued a LOT in the car...I yelled at him to stop the car and let us out and he did. But he followed us in the car trying to talk to me. Eventually we talked it out, and came onto fairly okay terms. As if we finally forgave each other, and moved on.
As I walked up the stairs, I woke up. And felt as if a heavy weight had been lifted off my shoulders...and it felt good. :)
Other than that...I'm pissed I didn't get to see the set!!! ARGH!
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