Snookie Tails

Mom asked me to guest blog for her because she obviously lacks motivation to do posts....Exhibit A: the 12 posts of Christmas-ish total one; tomorrow is the last day of Christmas.  I came into the Sandidge family almost a year ago.  It's usually what mom calls "shenanigans" but it's more like fun.  At first I was opposed to being paraded around on a string tied around my head, but now I see that it's a good way to explore the neighborhood.  Dad even lets me off the leash at the big field so I can chase things.  That's my favorite.

Christmas was fun.  I got new chew toys; specifically a blue squeaky bone whose magnificence almost frightens me.  It was almost as fun as Thanksgiving when I nearly caught a cat in the neighbor's barn when we visited Oklahoma.  Mom killed the fun, though.  She freaked out and started running after us and yelling.  It's kind of a blur because all I could think about was sprinting after said cat.  It was kind of nice to be carried all the way back to Grammy's house, even though I think I may have been being lectured on the way back.

The Christmas tree is gone, which had become my favorite place to lounge at home when inside.  I'll have to settle for the couch. 

Well, I'm off to chase birds in the backyard.

- Snookie Sandidge

Little Plum

I ate a lean cuisine at 10 am for a snack one day, I'm doing yoga instead of running hardcore like usual...haha...that should read more like running-ish, and I'm going to bed or falling asleep at approximately 9pm all because I have a tiny being growing and forming inside of me!!  I'm due February 14, people!  Pretty exciting.  My little baby is currently the size of a plum.  We will soon be a family of 4, if you count Snook-dog, who, by the way, was actively participating in last night's yoga session.  Picture a woman in the downward facing dog pose, with a dog lounging/rolling around under her gazing up into her loving eyes and licking at her.  For the full 45 minutes of the session.  It was awesome.

Until next time! 

Interesting tidbit...Spellcheck tries to replace Snook-dog with Snooker.  How does spellcheck know all of her nicknames?  Stop spying on us, Spellcheck!

Yes, I drag puppies by their heads.....

My mom so lovingly shares with me all the time that I was oppositionally defiant as a small child.  I find it amusing and funny.....well, I found it funny until yesterday.  The exact moment it stopped amusing me occurred at the beginning of the afternoon Snook-dogg walk.  Snookie decided to lay down in the grass in the front yard and wouldn't move.  So I started dragging her, which normally works - she'll jump up and start walking.  NO LUCK.  I was effectively, or rather in-effectively, dragging her around by the head while she laid on the ground; therefore, I walked away without her.  Fun game, right?  Then she came running after me.  As soon as I touched the leash, guess what?  On the ground.  Repeat twice.

Luckily I'm more stubborn than her.  But it looked rather odd to passers by, I'm sure, while I was dragging a little corgi puppy around by her head.

Until next time!

Get Crazy, Get Wild

Yesterday was day one of Half Marathon Training III.  i.e. week three.  Yes.  Wearing my "procrastinator" label with pride, I'm jumping right in at week three to finish a training plan just in time.  This, pared with haphazard planning, resulted in the accidental running of an extra half mile last night.  I hope the cosmos took note.  This equals points somewhere else, right?  Not only did I run a extra half mile, but was also on time/early to work today.  WIN!  Only time will tell if it's an actual win.  Don't worry, either the win or loss will be thoroughly documented through blogposts right here.

Since the latest addition to our family (no....not a child....but a puppy!) my schedule has become more routine.  And by routine, I mean we get up at about the same time every day, we eat on a regular basis, no wrecking of cars, purchasing of homes or moving of stuff....just ........normal things.  Finally!  And it's sooooo nice.  I feel like I'm playing house, but it's real life, apparently.

Snookie (newest addition.....she's a cute little Corgi.) has effectively learned to sit and walk on a leash.  And to run around like a crazy little dog while I sing the theme song to Jersey Shore.  It's heartwarming, really.  Almost as heartwarming as internet shopping.  Which I did a little of yesterday for my office.  I figured that working directly with undergraduates automatically licenses me to hang this on my wall:



Which is precisely what I went shopping for....

Cheers!  Until next time!