Out With the Old and In With the New ~ My Promises for Change

a new year approaches

not unlike the last I think

one day fading into night and into day again

4:45 alarm shrieks on the bedside table

6:00 bleary eyed lock fumbling

multi-task no time for lunch for this one woman complaint dept.

6:00 home at last and so it goes one day fading into night

a new year approaches

different than the last

as one day fades into night so do opportunities come and go

risk

take a chance

go out on a limb

find the courage to make it different

So there you have my lament for the year past and my resolution for 2010.  Resolutions are hard things to uphold nevermind lay down...but maybe a gridwork of thoughts would be better.  After all is said and done if I don't have any aspirations for 2010 then it might just be a cc of 2009 and I will see it come to a close with these same regrets.  So here goes...my frame to build a year on....

1.  Start a hooked rug.  Stop procrastinating and saying I don't have enough time...set aside the time and do it.

2.  Place a seed order and start my own seedlings indoors instead of finding myself in the middle of May kicking my fanny that I didn't do it yet again.

3.  Finish reading Nikon D60 for Dummies and really experiment with photography in the way I want to. 

4.  Read all the books I bought in 2009.

5.  Enroll Garmin in Puppy School.

6. Do a little weeding every day.  It can actually be a relaxing and enjoyable activity if I keep on top of it.

7.  Join the local photography club.

8.  Bake more. (from scratch)

9.  Stop being critical of others...when I find myself going down that road grab my rug hook or start weeding.

10.  (This is the key to all of the above.)  I vow, with this blog as my witness to stop going the extra mile at work.  I am on salary...my hours are split shift 6-10:30 and 2-5:30....working 6am 'til 5:30pm only serves to make me bitter and unproductive at home.  Points 1-9 will never transpire if I continue to work crazy hours...no one appreciates it anyway...it is just a job not a career...I am 50 and not getting any younger...I must take care of me because no one else will.

So there you have it...my poem, my rant, my to-do list. OK 2010 lets Gitt-er-done!

Garmin

It is official....my name is Garmin.

Even if my mom thought it was too soon to get another lab I dazzled her with my good looks and puppy charm and well...what more can I say.  I am "The Cuteness".

Meet The New Addition

I am going to show off my Christmas present.

Santa brought a wee Labrador puppy on Christmas morning.

His momma is a Yellow and his poppa is a Chocolate.

His name is Garmin and he's just 6 wks old.

Really a bit too young...but his mother stopped feeding the puppies at 5 wks and my husband had already picked him out...so home he came.  He spent the week with friends so he was a surprise for me on Christmas morning.  I had no idea my Santa was bringing me a pup and the moment I saw him was both happy and sad.  He will never replace my Hunter but he will weave his way into the fabric of Porcupine Hollow and be a play mate for Willow.

Willow has accepted him and is letting him nap on her bed.  She is such a good girl.

Garmin is hubby's choice for a name....I like Ruger and the girls are undecided. 

For now he's "the pup"....

Lean on Me

It has been very quiet around here without Hunter.  I haven't been feeling up to blogging or taking pictures since losing my sweet boy.  Poor Willow is very clingy and confused...I don't know if dogs grieve but I'm sure that she is. 
Wee Remington tried his best to entice her into a game of tag around the kitchen table the other night...but to no avail. 

Sometimes a dog just needs an ear to listen, a shoulder to lean on and a toasty woodstove to curl up beside.

It's all good.

Told ya I should be a therapy dog!

Therapy work is rewarding....but sooooo very draining.

I have to work today....but tomorrow we will head out to Porcupine Hollow on our snowshoes and honour Hunter by doing what we all loved so much and take a long trek through the woods taking pics in the snow and chasing squirrels and anything else that may cross our path.

Hunter

A silly moment when he let my grown kids dress him up.

I am thankful that he owned me for 10 yrs.  That he only knew one home.  That he left this world with Willow and his girls by his side.