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This Week Rocked a Bit. Here’s Why.

19 May

• Summer hours have started at work for me. Each Friday before a long weekend like the one coming up this weekend (Victoria Day in Canada), my company is closed. I’ve been looking forward to this first extra long weekend for months, and it has been nothing short of uplifting getting through these last few days knowing that it’s a short work week.

• The BF has spent an intense month finishing up his final semester at school. He’s taken time off from his full-time job so that he could complete his term papers and study for his final exams. On Tuesday, he got a call from work letting him know that though he was scheduled to go back to work today, they wouldn’t need him for the rest of the week. This means that we  are able to leave for our road trip to Prince Edward County tomorrow morning, a full day and a half earlier than planned. This is also going to be our very first true long weekend together in two and a half years. His current job has him working Saturdays, so we haven’t even enjoyed a full weekend with each other in that length of time either.

• The BF wrote his final college exam yesterday, and is much closer to being a licensed optician. Amidst all the chaos of the last couple of weeks, this company to which he had submitted his résumé two and a half years ago called him for a job interview. And then, just hours after he wrote his exam yesterday, that company called to offer him the position. Timing could not have been more strange. While he is still on this road to completing the program and requirements to fulfill a new career path, he now has an amazing opportunity to work for a company that will utilize all his skill sets and education in both the IT and Optical fields.

• And the big fat cherry on top of my all good news week? Today, I received an email from Pawsh Magazine letting me know that Jelly is being featured as its Pet of the Week! How fun is that? We’re trying to not let it get to her head too much that she has become a bit of a celebrity.


More Greens, Even More Jelly

3 Apr

I’ve been really lax lately on keeping up with the healthy cooking and eating. Chalk it up to being too busy, or paying too much attention to a very active puppy, or just plain laziness, I haven’t been able to cook as much as I want to for us. And shame on me, on a weekly basis, I have been finding myself dumping uncooked food that had gone bad in the fridge.

Jelly is four months old today. It’s a small milestone, but we’ve noticed over the last two weeks that we haven’t had to keep our eye on her every second that she is awake. While she’s a pretty independent puppy who likes to explore and play on her own, she has learned quickly and quite well what the rules of the house are. She knows what she is allowed to chew on (her toys) and what she isn’t allowed to chew on (us, the furniture, shoes) and she knows that upstairs is off-limits unless we take her there. She also has been doing really well with her potty-training. Less supervision for Jelly means that we have some time back for ourselves. And as a result of this, I’m able to have more time in the kitchen.

Fresh veggies are pretty important to me. Without them on a daily basis, I feel pretty gross and heavy. So that’s why it was a big surprise to me when I had to make an effort to reintegrate vegetables into our diets. I suppose with our limited time, it was simply a matter of making what was quickest and most filling — protein. Like Jelly, for a couple of weeks, we had inadvertently switched to a protein-based diet. Shame.

Last weekend, I made a really delicious side of Collard Greens Sautéed with Bacon, inspired by the latest issue of Everyday Food Magazine. Bacon does really make everything better, because The BF even gobbled this up, remarking that he usually finds greens like this too bitter for his taste.

Yesterday I bought a pound and a half of Brussels sprouts, as it’d been a while since we’d had them. I know that lots of people turn their noses up at them,  and if you’re one of those people, I dare you to try preparing them the way that I learned to. I simply toss the trimmed Brussels sprouts in olive oil and salt in a resealable bag, then roast them on a baking tray at 425° for about a half hour, or until they turn dark brown/nearly black. Prepared this way, the bitter taste is completely gone, and instead is a perfect combination of sweet and salty. While roasting, some of the little leaves fall off and these are the best treats of all — once the tray comes out of the oven, being the greedy person that I am, I devour these crispy, perfectly caramelized bits of goodness. The BF, who also used to be a non-believer, now loves Brussels sprouts.

Sundays for us have become routinely Jelly day. Today was an especially busy one planned, as we had an appointment first thing in the morning with the groomer (which gave us a good amount of time to have a nice brunch date, just the two of us), a scheduled puppy play group at an indoor dog park, an impromptu lunch and play date with Jelly’s puppy girlfriends, and finally, her obedience class.

Jelly is an extremely exuberant and friendly puppy, who wants to be the best friend of every human she encounters. However, when it comes to meeting other dogs, she is shy and timid and this is why we have been very actively encouraging her to socialize with new dogs by bringing her to play at the indoor park. She’s getting better and slowly learning to not be afraid. She’ll spend a good amount of time after arriving scoping the dogs and premises out by walking the perimeter, all the while making the acquaintance of every human in the joint usually by sidling up to him or her and plopping herself down at the person’s feet so that he or she will have no choice but to say hi and receive her kisses. Then she will allow dogs to approach her, and after she tentatively sniffs her new friend, will promptly flip onto her back in a perfect sign of submission. She is getting better, and we are at least thankful that she is not an arrogant or aggressive dog.

Shy girl. She’s the one on the left.

When she’s not busy making the acquaintance of all the humans, she spends the most time in a submissive position like this.

Scoping out the room while nestled against a human that is not me, or Daddy.

And of course, more interested in meeting her Daddy than in meeting others her age… or species.

During our visit with Mardy Bum and Molly, who are almost exactly the same age as Jelly and who have been really great at teaching Jelly how to play.

I’ve always wanted one of one of those action/running shots of Jelly in which she looks like she’s floating in air. This iPhone picture is the closest I will come for now.

One thing that she has started to love doing is going out to our front foyer where our big windows are. She will find a good patch of sunlight in which to lie down every afternoon. Last Sunday, The BF was away at school writing an exam and I suppose that she missed him so much that she put her head down on his shoes and took a sweet little nap.

These Days, I…

18 Mar

…am so fatigued that when afternoon arrives, I can barely keep my eyes open and they start to hurt. The contributors to my fatigue are DST and the hilarious little Jelly.

…am not complaining about DST. Though we are leaving in the morning when it’s still dark, we come home and it’s still light out. Prolonged daylight equals increased happiness for me.

…am not complaining about the hilarious little Jelly either. Nearly all of our free time is devoted to the tiny furball and it’s been incredibly exciting and fun to see her personality emerge, learn new things, and grow.

The Breakfast of Champions.

…am happy that everyone has been so eager to meet Jelly. We’ve had a steady stream of visitors since she’s come into our lives. We even had a spontaneous visit from my Aunt and her husband this past weekend, who live 5 hours away in Ottawa. It was all spurred by this photo that I posted on Facebook on Saturday morning, in which Jelly is playing with her new stuffed chocolate donut toy. My Aunt called me in a panic as soon as she saw the photo to tell me that I really shouldn’t be giving chocolate to my dog because it’s poisonous to them. Once we were done laughing over her mistake, she and her husband hopped in their car and came to stay with us for the weekend.

…am slightly mortified that my life has become all about this puppy and that it seems that it’s all I can talk about. I never wanted to become that person. I’m so annoying.

…think about my blog every day and feeling horribly neglectful of it. I started writing a post almost 2 weeks ago and have not been able to get back to it since. And now, though I really shouldn’t be doing this, I’m writing this at work.

…was so tickled to have seen our friend M., (actually one of The BF’s best friends from way back in high school) perform on stage two nights ago to be part of a new reality tv singing competition. It’s kind of like NBC’s The Sing Off, only the premise is of average Canadians forming “workplace glee clubs” that battle it out onstage for the charity of their choice. We went to the taping of their episode, and I was so incredibly proud and happy to see M. as one of the lead vocalists with his workmates, singing and dancing his heart out, that I actually got all teary. (shhhhh. don’t tell anyone. how embarrassing. I hope that wasn’t caught on camera). Also, it was a complete surprise to me that I ended up to be in the same room as Vanilla Ice that night, who is one of the three judges on this show. How is it that he is still around, and dressing the same way as he was in the 90s? The show will be airing in Canada later in the spring and M. will be getting lots of solo camera time. We were sworn to secrecy and had to sign waivers and all, so I can’t say what songs they mashed up, or who ended up winning the competition.

…feel like I’m having a slightly harder time adjusting to this “new” job than I thought. The BF asked me a couple of weeks ago if I was happy and I didn’t know how to answer. I’m mostly settled, but still feel slightly uneasy. My job now involves less stress, and almost zero drama which is completely different from my previous job. I will admit that this may mean that I feel like I am not so invested in my work because I have less at stake here. It’s not a bad thing, really, but after years of having fear, stress and anxiety as my main motivators, this is completely foreign to me: To work without being on the verge of a panic attack every second of my day.

…wish that spring would hurry up and come, and then stay a while. I am tired of wearing a coat and boots, and of making sure that I have gloves with me at all times. I am tired of wearing socks. I am tired of dry, parched skin. I am tired of winter.

…have been battling huge feelings of wanderlust. Since coming back from India in January, I’ve wanted little else than to pack my bags and just go, especially hearing about others traveling to Vietnam, Cambodia, Australia, the Honduras and Italy just in the last couple of months. And it feels like India is a destination for many other people this year, including my cousin who is leaving in a couple of weeks to see her friend get married there and for Kay, whose blog I just discovered — she just left a couple of days ago and will be living and volunteering in India for a year. How amazing!

…made macaroni and cheese with spinach for dinner last night and have brought it for lunch today. I can’t wait to eat it.

…will get sorted eventually. I swear.

Ruffing It

24 Feb

She has been sweet, rambunctious, playful, affectionate, and a bit of a terror at 9:00 sharp every night, but she is our puppy.

Jelly came home with us last Friday night and was able to settle in relatively quickly. It was an easier transition for her than I thought it would be. She knows where her water and food bowls are set, she returns to the same spot in the living room each time to play with her toys, and she knows that getting under our sectional couch to worm her way from the one end to the other gets us riled up every time. She is silly and sweet, a little bit clumsy, and completely lovable. I miss her every time I am away from her and for this I am sad because she grows and changes every single day. She is a little bit different each time I come home to her. She won’t be a tiny puppy for very much longer.

She’s learning little by little, and we learn too. After every vigorous solo play session with one of her toys, Jelly loves to crawl into my lap, curl up and fall asleep. She loves to be wrapped in a towel when we dry her from an outing in the snow. She is terrified of rubber things. While she loves to chase the tiny soccer ball that we throw for her, she has quickly learned to not run so fast so that she can avoid bumping her head into walls and kitchen cabinets. She doesn’t like peanut butter so much.

Like clockwork, she wakes us at 5:40 every morning, which is fine because it gives us a little time to spend with her. We take her outside, feed her breakfast, then fit in one more walk and a little play session before we both get ready for work. I have no right at all to complain about our sleep deprivation since she’s been so fun to have around and get to know. As I said, she won’t be a tiny, curious puppy for very much longer so we need to enjoy these growing pains as much as we can.

An Introduction

18 Feb

This is Jelly.

We pick her up tonight from the breeder’s and she’s coming home with us tonight.

She is really sweet and we are looking forward to taking care of her for life.


(sorry about the quality of the photo. it was a quick snap, in a dark room on my iPhone)

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