Survivor

In two days I ran out of a brand new box of Hello Kitty Band-Aids.

Bleu is teething, and apparently I'm a tasty treat.

We stopped yelling and started walking out of the room when he begins to play rough.

It seems to work.

He gets sad and paces around. But he's nicer when he wants attention next time.

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I know I have a rich intellectual life. But I just don't feel like it's there right now. Everything I do or say right now seems to involve Bleu. And when I have time to myself, my mind wanders to him. I like it, but I don't.

I can't imagine what it's like to have a kid.

I know it's different, but still it has to feel the same in some regards...

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Lost returns this week. I'm all over that.

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And this week I will be thinking about somethings other than Bleu: AWP in NY. My best wishes are with Car and her panel. You rock their worlds, girl. Represent the Why and Later!

Also, I'm thinking of my grandfather and the family...

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Back to work. While sometimes thinking about Bleu...and a lot of other things I'm not articulating well.

My Bro Knows How to Take Some Bomb-Ass Pictures

View more of My Bro's pics on his Flickr page. And favorite these ones of Bleu.

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Perhaps the closest to Inside the Actor's Studio I will ever get.

Props to Terence and the folks at IDEAL for choosing me as the feature interview this month!

Sad

Bleu's turning into a lap dog. From 6-11 every night for the past 3 weeks he's been sleeping in my lap.

Can you imagine an 80 lb lap dog?

Me neither.

Tonight I begin the slow break in this habit.

It's hell.

For me and him.

Thank God I only have 18 minutes left.

I just want to snuggle.

I can't imagine how he feels.

Oh, and btw, wtf, Heath Ledger? Dude, not cool. You'll be missed.

Triptych

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Night

Waiting...For News

Mama Katherine and Daddy Ben

(dear friends from my days in Kent who are beyond amazing peeps!),

I'm waiting for the baby news.

C'mon, baby, make a break for it. Your mama is tired and needs her body back.

Plus, I'm dying to hear what it's like to be a mama. Well, a baby mama, not puppy mama.

Love you guys.

ps There's another mother-to-be I'm thinking of.

Oh, all these mamas gets me thinkin' about mamas...

OMG, How could I miss all this Britney?

I can't tell yet if I'm happy or sad about not having a clue what BS has been up to...

I really miss my Fafa time...Seriously, why must I work?

But soon enough I'll be back, supporting the paparazzi, while Bleu sleeps at my feet.

What How-To-Raise-A-Puppy Books Fail to Mention

10.) You will not have the rich online life you once had. No longer will be able to post several times to your blog in one day and have time to update your Twitter via IM or Text. And you won't be able to check Facebook 50 times a day. In other words, you'll learn how selfish you really are about your time, which may make you feel like a very horrible person for about a week. Then you learn you can make time for someone else and it's all good, and then you feel better again.

9.) Once you learn how selfish you are, you might cry. A LOT. Especially the first two days. I cried for about 24 hours straight. Sometimes because I was frustrated. Other times because I was so full of love I couldn't cope. During a crying fit, your puppy may look at you like you're crazy, but he will always come over to comfort you, which will make you cry more.

8.) Wear layers (I'm talking boxers, flannel pants, a tank, a T, a thermal, and a hoodie) to bed if you get a puppy in the middle of winter. This way at 3 a.m. when you forget to put on your coat when you take him out to pee, poop, or pee and poop you won't freeze your ass off. And always wear socks because you never know what you are going to step in...

7.) Read up on parasites. Especially if you are getting a pure breed dog from a kennel. Then ready yourself for the poop, which may be hard, soft, totally runny or a combo. Maybe it will have blood. In that case, don't panic. That's the sign of the parasite. Go to vet ASAP for meds. But just know that you will be thinking about poop for weeks.

6.) Get good at multitasking. For example, a puppy may fall asleep in your lap and you want him to sleep so you can take a break from the poop. Therefore, keep your laptop close as well as any other readings or work you must complete. If you need to move around, crate the puppy and work quickly. Chances are after an hour in the crate he will have to pee, poop, or pee and poop.

5.) Be calm and assertive as Cesar Millan says. The moment you panic about an accident and get upset and drag your puppy outside while you are screaming at the top of lungs, that could be the moment your puppy hates going outside. And the moment you baby talk instead of giving an order, the moment you lose control of your house. Trust me, I can't have either one of these things happen, and calm and assertive seems to be working. And be patient--I'm still learning this one...But every day I'm getting better.

4.) You'll learn more about your marriage from a puppy than ever before. For instance, I fell in love with FD all over again the night he cleaned up an accident while talking me down from a crying fit and calming Bleu down from a crazy-energy fit. I realized how patient and loving FD and I really are with each other, and what a great team we make. And how having a puppy has brought us together; we now go for walks and play as a family whereas before he'd work in his office and I'd work (or play on Facebook) in mine and we'd hang out when we were done.

3.) Create a Schedule. Puppies love routines, so get in one ASAP! I drew one up, so he'd be crated at the same time in the morning and afternoon so I can actually get shit done around the house. Needless to say, I'm loving it.

2.) Give commands while you are working in the kitchen or doing laundry. When you give your puppy something do while you are doing something you need to do, then it is less likely he will get into trouble.

1.) The moment you hold your puppy in your arms when you take him home, the moment you form an unconditional bond with him. I love Bleu so much I feel like a crazy person. Seriously, I would totally jack up anyone who hurt my pup. And every day I'm amazed at how smart and sweet he is. And how much he loves me, even when I have a "mad" moment. When he cuddles in my lap, I'm overwhelmed by love--love that I've never felt before. Love that makes me bawl like a baby.

I wasn't ready for all this love.

But I'm totally getting used to it.

Amendment to Resolutions

My life is still Puppy.

My escape is my campus office.

It's amazing how fast I can work when I get a full hour to work.

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Does underwear and tights count as clothing? I think not. But just in case, I'm going to make an amendment to my resolution to be a better consumer and not buy "new" clothes. The amendment is I can by garments I need (ie underwear) and homemade/independent products like those found on Etsy.

How I love to create loopholes.

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Back to work before I teach and then return home to the Puppy.