Stuart is a miniature dachshund. He has a long nose, a really long torso, and extremely short legs.
His stubby little legs make it hard for him to sit and shake…sometimes it is difficult to tell if he is even lifting his paw!
Stuart is also the biggest scaredy-cat I’ve ever encountered. He constantly has a worried look on his face, and I have even seen him be startled by seeing his own shadow (true story). However, aren’t his little hobbit feet cute?
Even a leaf in the yard can startle him (at about the 25 second mark)…
There is one thing that little stub legged Stuart isn’t scared of. That would be: lizards. We have them in abundance outside in our yards in Florida, and he would literally spend all day outside “hunting” them if we allowed it. To date, I’ve only seen him catch one (I promptly screamed and made him drop it: the lizard was fine…don’t worry), but it’s all about the chase, right? He really cracks me up.
He’s a little stinker.
Is there a particular breed of dog that cracks you up (in a good way of course)?
I honestly don’t know if I should be admitting half of what I do in this vlog.
I’m talking about 8th grade…middle school…aka one of the most traumatizing times in a person’s life.
I won’t ramble on: I’ll let the video speak for itself. But it does include the following: jorts, N*SYNC, and Irish Step Dancing. I’m embarrassed already.
So tell me: how awkward were YOU in 8th grade? Any stories to share? Please tell me I’m not alone!
Surprise surprise! I hopped on yet another bandwagon here…the dialect vlog that has been going around!
If you haven’t stumbled across one of these yet, the rules were quite simple: there is a list of words to read, a well as a number of questions to answer…your pronunciation/terms can differ depending on where you happen to be from!
I decided to shake things up a little bit with my vlog though. Justin, being the wonderful and amazing husband that he is, agreed to sit with me to record the vlog! So, you get not only my responses, but his as well! And, because our upbringings are different, we DO end up having different responses! I hope you enjoy…and please try not to focus on the fact that I am depressingly pale. It is terrible!
If you wanted to follow along, here is the list of words/questions:
Well, I hope that all of you had a wonderful Thanksgiving yesterday! We had a lovely day. It got off to an early start, as I was toiling away in the kitchen starting at 7am (Justin’s mom was serving Thanksgiving dinner at noon). I somehow managed to perfectly time my dishes so that we were out the door on time…whew!
I whipped up a batch of brown sugar glazed carrots, teriyaki glazed green beans with red pepper and bacon,
And my piece de resistance…my spinach, artichoke, and brie stuffing. I started making this 3 years ago, and I literally dream about it. When I pulled the pan out of the oven, it took almost all of my self control to NOT plunge my head into the dish and start eating like a ravenous beast.
I would forgo pretty much all other dishes served at Thanksgiving (even mashed potatoes, GASP!) to have a huge plate of this goodness. I am actually considering a plate of it for breakfast. Don’t judge me.
Anyway, we stuffed ourselves silly on plates of delicious food, played a few games of Mexican Train with the family, and then rallied to eat slices of key lime pie, pumpkin pie, and chocolate layer cake. The elastic band of my leggings was straining a bit after all of this, so we retired to the couch after heading home.
I whipped up a few cocktails to finish off the evening…my spin on the Bonefish Martini…
And then…we laughed…a lot…as we watched a movie. Around Halloween-time, I had added a plethora of scary movies to our Netflix instant queue. When Justin and I saw the title “Thankskilling” on the list, we HAD to watch it. Had to. I mean, how can you NOT watch a movie about a homicidal turkey on Thanksgiving???
It was one of those movies that was SO bad it was hilarious. I have so many questions regarding the plot line. Most notably -
*No one seemed to be concerned or baffled by the fact that a turkey could speak. And would curse like a sailor. Last time I checked, turkeys can’t talk???
*At one point, the turkey murders the main character’s father. He then makes a “mask” out of the man’s face. When the girl comes home, apparently she doesn’t even question the fact that her father is now about 3 feet tall and has FEATHERS…and WINGS…and um…is a turkey wearing a mask? Come on now, really???
*After multiple family members are murdered, these main characters don’t even mention it. Instead, they say “lets go watch a movie!” and sit down on the couch to eat popcorn and watch TV…all while dad’s dead body is laying in the hallway somewhere. I mean, wouldn’t YOU want to eat popcorn and watch a movie after your family has been killed?
*The opening scene involves a pilgrim woman being killed by the turkey on “the first Thanksgiving.” She is topless. I am not sure how that was pertinent…
*In the end, the turkey lands in some radioactive material and starts glowing. The main character somehow manages to burn him at the stake…and then…I guess some lucky family prepares him that day for Thanksgiving dinner…and this happens:
To be continued…in SPACE?!?! Say what?!?!
Anyway, the creators of the movie DO say to “laugh at it because it’s funny…laugh at it because it’s bad…it’s meant to be taken with a grain of salt.” And we did. Mission accomplished. Hilarious.
I hope you are all having a wonderful Black Friday! Eat some leftovers for me…
