100 Happy Days (61-80)

I have been partaking in the 100 Happy Days challenge, sharing my Happy Days with my Facebook and Twitter friends. I started the challenge back on the 21st of March, so yesterday was my 80th day.

As you’ll see I’ve missed a few this time around. I’ve been feeling rather wishy washy lately and just not having a ”happy day”.


Day61: I Introduced Riley to his first dandelion today. I still pick these things, blow and make a wish & I’ll probably will do it till the day I die.

day61Day62: Yeah today just didn’t happen.

Day63: Went for a walk this arvo and then got some ice cream with my two favourite boys at Warners Bay.day63

Day64: The hubby brought home chocolate.day64

Day65: Having snuggles with my baby boy.day65

Day66: Today didn’t happen either.

Day67: Riley’s running amuck being adorable while Shane is cooking us dinner. Love my boys.day67

Day68: Look what turned up in the mail today Rev Girl by Leigh Hutton. Now I’ve got to finish the book I’m in the middle of so I can read it. day68aday68b

Day69: You’ve got to love how easy it is to please a child. I bought Riley a $5 hippo toy today and it hasn’t left his hands since.day69

Day70: Yeah today just didn’t happen.

Day71: Hell yeah #100happydays. I had a good day at work, Riley’s birthday presents turned up, Shane Vacuumed and Mopped while I was at work (without being asked) and we’ve having fish for dinner. Life is awesome right this instant. I even managed to write 1250 words, a chapter for Audrey during my lunch break.day71

Day72: I’m so happy with my formatting work this time around on “the world around me” I’m ashamed at my poor job on “my mind the menace” I am seriously thinking about reformatting the whole thing lol.day72

Day73: Not a happy today. I spent the day being frustrated and trying to format my ebook, which was going so well yesterday.

Day74: Really not a happy day today, we’ve got our old buster boy in at the vets. Busters had some test done and we’re waiting for results. I took some photos of Riley giving him snuggles this morning in case he doesn’t come home.day74

Day75: Still No News on Buster.

Day76: Buster’s home, after a $950 vet bill 😦 But at least he’s home!

Day77: Ahh this Thursday feels like a Friday, but at least I’ve got pretty flowers on my desk to look at thanks to a customer (you can tell the kind of week I had when you see that I haven’t changed my calendar since monday, it wasn’t until I took this photo on my lunch break that I realised LOL).day77

Day78: love the sound of rain on the workshop’s tin roof, so calming and cosy.Day79

Day79: Yeah back in the blues, Today Didn’t Happen!

Day80: Riley’s asleep. Just made a mess with some paint making a poster for Riley’s first birthday and now I’m gunna sit down eat some popcorn and watch some Harry Potter until Riley wakes up and wants to play again #lifesgood #100happydays.Day80

Here is my post for Day 1 -20 >> http://wp.me/p431Gp-a1

Here is my post for Day 21 -40 >> http://wp.me/p431Gp-be

Here is my post for Days 41 -60 >> http://wp.me/p431Gp-cr

Toot Your Horn

Today’s post presents us with “Most of us are excellent at being self-deprecating, and are not so good at the opposite. Tell us your favourite thing about yourself’’.

Self-deprecating yep that’s me.

My favourite part of myself is my overactive imagination. My overactive imagination has gotten me into all kinds of strife over the years, caused me needless stress, but always kept me entertained.

I over think everything and worry about the outcomes of things that never happen. My mind is always wondering, playing out melodramas in my head, telling me there’s demons under my bed, but always keeping me occupied. I am an only child, but never lacked for company, I was always off in my dream world and still today as an adult I quite like to shy away from company.

I had many sleepless nights as child fearing the monsters I’d made up. I can’t remember all the baddies I’d created in my head but I can remember the story I’d play in my head so I could get it to sleep at night.

I used to imagine my Cat Chum and my Dogs Astro and Cassie could turn into fearsome dinosaurs that answered only to me. Now Chum used to sleep every night on my pillow so I’d tell myself, if anything tried to harm me Chum would alert the others and the three of them would morph and protect me.

I still see demons clawing up the side of my bed to get me even now. It took me until my twenties to be able to sleep without the covers up over my head and if my husband’s not home I have to leave the hall light on.

I can lose a whole day dreaming about faraway lands and future plans. I get so caught up in my head I don’t want to return to the real word, but I like it that way, the real world stinks.

I would like to be able to turn it off at night and get some sleep.

365daysofprompts   Post 16/365 (missed 3)

 

Michelle’s Weekly Pet Challenge

Michelle’s Weekly Pet Challenge (week 13)

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My Ellie Girl doing what she loves, RUNNING!!!!!

Ellie is my three year old, very short Wolfhound cross, but you wouldn’t know she had any wolfhound in her looking at her. She is loving, playful and very energetic. She loves to play fetch in and out of the water, she loves cuddles and breaking into the house to find where the dog treats are hidden.

This is a photo I managed to snap of her with my phone as she was running back to me at our local dog park.

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Today was a first: I took Ellie and Riley for a walk together

Today was a first: I took Ellie and Riley for a walk together.

Normally when I go for a walk it’s just my son and I and if my husband comes he brings the dogs. I can’t hold onto all three – 1. Riley in the Pram 2. Buster our big old boy 3. Ellie our younger female dog. Today, in light of Ellie’s boredom and recent destructive behavior, I decided to take her with my son and I on our regular walk.

Surely I thought, I can manage one dog and the pram.

Mission One; trying to get Ellie out of the yard without Buster coming – oh fudge knuckle why must these two follow each other everywhere, but at last success.

Mission Two; trying to give the old  boy a treat to chew on while we’re gone because I feel guilty he can’t come, Ellie  nearly eats my hand, but success and the correct dog ends up with it.

Mission Three; figure out how to walk without pulling the pram over, damn why must this dog keep switching sides, why can’t she pick one, I then decided I was going to try and force her to stay on my left, yeah right. SO we’re walking, we’re walking, it’s all good. I then started to notice she wasn’t being her normal boisterous self, walk past a gate and a dog barks at us, she hides behind me – umm Ellie Girl, where’s my Ellie you normally bark back. We’re walking, we’re walking, little white fluffy dog runs up to us, Ellie try’s to hide behind me, then lays down and cowers on the ground, ummm hello Ellie at home you regularly rough and tumble with a dog twice your size – oh then it dawns on me, Busters not here, she’s only tough when the big old boys with us, hahahahaha.

Damn it Ellie stop hiding behind me I’m not going to save you girl – Well that’s not true there was one occasion before I had my son when Ellie and I went out for an early morning walk and a dog came running out at us, I freaked out and lifted her as high in the air as I could, but that’s another story, and I never walked near there after that.

Mission four; trying to get a descent photo of Ellie and the pram while we were walking . . . . . got two that’ll do.

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Come home, put Ellie back out the back and she’s all over Buster, acting like she hasn’t seen him in days lol funny dog, hope she remembers how happy she was to see him when their competing for prime sleeping positions tonight.

So In conclusion I did manage one dog and the pram and I know if I keep doing it she’ll get used to it and it’ll get easier.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Unexpected

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My Ellie Girl (not sure if she’s looking guilty or worried).

I laughed when I opened my emails this morning and saw that this weeks photo challenge is ‘Unexpected’. My photos are not of anything unexpected, but the story behind them was.

This Morning at 4.30 we heard our Ellie girl barking, OUT THE FRONT. Now Ellie isn’t the type of dog that runs away, even if that gates open or digs holes for that matter, but she decided to dig under the side fence and then go and sit on the front lawn barking at the dog across the road – Did I mention this dog doesn’t normally dig and it was a 4.30am – very unexpected.

Below is my husbands repair job on the hole, it was a rather big hole, i only wish i’d gotten a photo before he filled it in – would have been much more impressive.

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