Gettin' My Groove On (& a little Where's Mickey?)

Mickey IS in this photo... can you see him? Kinda of another Where's Waldo/Mickey pic.

So. Do you guys feel all jazzercized after the holiday season, or do you feel like you downed too many squirrelly eggnogs and should sleep it off a little longer lest you CROSS THE LINE (again) and moon innocent passerby's from your (parked) vehicle? I seem to bounce between the two. An hour ago all I seemed capable of was slumping on the living room floor, half-heartedly tossing a ball for Mickey while staring at the TV awash in a numb glaze.

And then I realized that my eyes were being accosted by HOCKEY (hockey! blecht! hockey, BLECHT!) so I got off my butt and here I am.

Speaking of jazzercize-ification... John got me dance lessons for Christmas. DANCE LESSONS, PEOPLE! I mentioned briefly (here) that I used to dance, so this whole experience could go one of a couple ways:

1. I'll be all- oh my GOD! Broadway here I come, look out John Travolta, bring me my tight tights and make 'em CHERRY RED BABY!

or, perhaps more likely...

2. oh. my. god. kill me now. please. owww. apologies to my parents for ever paying for dance lessons...

Visions of Elaine are dancing through my head (see what I did there? with the "dancing?" little play on words there).

Oh my god, I LOVE how Elaine dances! KILLS ME! When I want John to vamoose I shake a leg and break out my coveted Elaine moves and IT CLEARS THE ROOM. He can't handle it. I think he thinks his eyes are going to fall out of his head or something. Highly recommend it. That boy LOVES MY MOVES.

And here, a little Elaine action for ya. Enjoy. And think of me, limping through my first dance class in a decade. For the sake of the other people in the class with me, please send me graceful vibes.





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Mini-Me Puppies: 1 Year On

Well, folks. It would appear that I have run out of Christmas photos. This is it! No more mention of Santa hats or turkey experiments or Christmas decorations or any of that crap. PROMISE.

Here is a kinda sorta similar picture that I took of Mickey and Kayloo in January of last year. Holy crap, you guys! Look at how little they were! They're fuzzy mini-me's of themselves! Awww puppies...

Sigh.

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Christmas 2009- Photos

Okay, so this post is a bit out of order since I already wrote my Happy New Year! post, but whatev. Here are a few pics from the holiday season:

Me wearing a goofy Santa hat on Christmas morning:


I am sporting one (1) fancy black glove, one (1) 2010 Vancouver Winter Olympics and Paralympics Red Mitten (ALL the rage here in Canada at the moment. I am SO in), and my new scarf. Kayloo is playing with her new favourite toy and not doing anything bad. Banner morning.

If I look a little tense it's probably because I am about to embark on my First Christmas Turkey Extravaganza ever (I freak out about it at the beginning of December here) and I am not exactly taking it in stride. I had planned to take pictures each step of the way so I could share them with you all but it's hard to take pictures when you are in PERMANENT PANIC MODE.

The day consisteded of self imposed emergencies such as: Drum stick awol! DRUM STICK AWOL! Perform IMMEDIATE drum stick recovery now, NOW, NOW!!! Get that drum stick back in the roasting pot, launch Perfect Gravy Protocol AND GIVE ME 10 SOLDIER!

Here are the dogs messing with the stockings:


Photo during our walk after opening stockings and gorging on breakfast (waffles with berries and whip cream. YUM) but BEFORE we opened our "main" presents (special note to the non-Canadians reading this post: CHECK IT OUT! NO SNOW OR IGLOOS OR ANYTHING!):


And here we have our family photo. Introducing... drum roll... for the first time on Fido & Wino... MY HUSBAND, JOHN! As you can see he DOES exist and I wasn't just making him up in past posts (like here and here):

Christmas pretty much rocks in my books...

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Happy 2009! Hello 2010!

Happy New Year!

It has been quite a year. Mostly it's been amazing- every year has its ups and downs of course- but on the whole I am entirely thankful for all the sparkly wonderfulness and the many chances I have had to learn a little bit more about myself, my family*, and the complex and glittering people (and critters!) around me.

I've been carving out this little corner of the blog-verse for a little over 6 months now and I just want to say thank you THANK YOU for joining me and sharing your thoughts, experiences and general hilarity with all of us! I think you're WICKED. Every morning I look forward to getting up and checking my inbox to see all the fabulous nuggets you guys have shared!

So, a year in review from Fido & Wino (okay, it's only been 6 months, you know what I mean... saying "6 months in review"... not as catchy...):

1. I wrote A Letter to the Asshole Who Abandoned My Dog because I was so PISSED with the asshat who abandoned my dog, Kayloo, at a dump when she was 3 or 4 weeks old. What kind of toolbox pulls that kind of crap?! And there I go again...

2. We had the chance to enjoy a wonderful summer by the water, crashing out in complete exhaustion and sometimes just smelling the daisies;

3. My dogs wrecked some stuff including a cushion... and some shoes...

5. But every now and then the dogs were almost perfect in every way;

6. ... before coming to their senses and wrecking more of my crap... like another cushion (II);

7. When the Toronto Humane Society story on animal cruelty came out I think we all felt a deep sense of sadness and a certain sense of betrayal. It just shouldn't happen;

9. And before we knew it was Thanksgiving! I wrote this one about my first experience with red wine...

10. ...before I rambled on about not getting kids dogs for Christmas (I ramble sometimes!).

In May I said good bye to a dear friend of mine. I was thinking about her when I wrote this and she is the reason I started here in the first place. She was sunshine and sass and I will continue to learn from her through my thoughts and my dreams.

From my family to yours, HAPPY FREAKING NEW YEAR, give your pups and pets a kiss for me and I'll see you in 2010!

* In my world my immediate "family" is defined by John, Mickey, Kayloo & me. We are a family of 4. If you think that is weird... well okay, I don't actually think you think that is weird...


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Stuff My Dogs Have Wrecked: Christmas Decorations

Um. Okay. This is NOT the look and feel I was going for when I put up the holly, jolly, FREAKING CHRISTMAS DECORATIONS:


John may have murmured an "I told you so" but I think what he MEANT to lovingly croon was, "Wow, Shauna that is truly a pain in the butt, how-can-I-help-you-have-you-lost-weight-would-you-like-your-drink-straight-up-or-on-the-rocks?"

Best not to make direct eye contact when you wreck the crazy lady's shit:


For the record- THIS is the general look and feel I was going for although ORIGINALLY cherubs flew from ornament to ornament, Clive Owen lookalikes lit the candles and Santa himself let out a hardy "Ho, Ho, HO!" every time you took a drink of your eggnog.

Damn dogs.


Clearly I spoke too soon with the whole Christmas card non-fiasco.

If you enjoyed my frustration here you might also like:

• Stuff My Dogs Have Wrecked: Cushion
• Stuff My Dogs Have Wrecked: Cushion II
• Stuff My Dogs Have Wrecked: Shoes
  

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Cheetah Toy

Yeah to Petstages and their Toss & Shake toy!

John's parents got us this toy for Mickey for Christmas and Kayloo appropriated it for herself and it kept her occupied ALL CHRISTMAS MORNING. I am not kidding you. She sat there and she played with it which meant she spent less time shredding wrapping paper into 60 trillion shreds. Don't get me wrong, cleaning up 60 trillion shreds of red and green soggy mess is super fun, but NOT doing that is better.

Ohmigod! And I just looked at the Petstages testimonials page and a freaking Cheetah cub plays with their ring thing-o. A CHEETAH! Holy crap that is so cool. And she has WICKED HAIR. Ohmigod I want a Cheetah.

Just kidding. Kind of.

I think this means that via, via, via Kayloo is practically as wicked-cool-agile as a Cheetah. Except Kayloo would actually rather sleep. Hmmm. Will keep you posted as to Kayloo's Cheetah-agile-ness.


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I DO Love to Cook With Wine!

A quick note to wish you all a very happy christmashanukkahseasonholiday! I hope you've eaten fabulous food, had lots of fun with your loved ones and tore into a bottle or two (or five... or seven...)

My ma and popinlaw got me this... WOW do they ever know me. Perhaps I should be a wee bit more discreet about my extensive, albeit amateurish love of wine?

NAH!!!

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