Happy Birthday Poot Poot

Today is the second birthday of my Chihuahua Weiner dog KoDi. He's a little seven pound bundle of joy. He was my Christmas gift two years ago. He was so tiny he fit in my husbands coat pocket. His brother Manny our then six year old Chihuahua hated him on sight and refused to acknowledge me or him for at least a month. After awhile he began to warm up to him. They are now truly brothers who cannot stand to ever be apart.
KoDi is obsessed with livestock (see above picture), birds, cats, our neighbors alpacas, our chickens, toys, snacks and any paper he can get ahold of and shred all over the house.
He may be tiny but he has the heart of a timber wolf. He thinks nothing of diving out of the truck and attacking our friends bewildered 200lb mastiff.
He's otherwise a most loyal, loving and gentle creature who spends most of his time sleeping on my lap or burrowed in a blanket very close to me. He also thinks nothing of helping himself to whatever I'm eating at the moment even going so far as to try and take it out of my mouth. Yes he's not trained at all. I'm a very bad doggie mom.
I sure do love him.
Happy birthday you little monster.
:)

Good Grief!!!

It seems like I always have a lot to say in my mind but very little time to sit and blog. So I think I should start making a date with myself on Sunday mornings to do a bit of blogging. Like anything I need to get into the habit.
I've never been good at schedules or commitments. Work seems to be the only place I'm even faintly organized and that's only because everything would go to hell if I didn't do that. My life doesn't seem to be in such peril so I live it moment to moment. Considering that I'm the hugest ADD in existence I should organize and schedule my life. But so far I haven't found the simple answer. Maybe there isn't one. Perhaps this is how I'm supposed to live my life. It works. Somewhat ha ha. I do need to keep a calendar with me at all times to remind me of where I need to be and what needs to be paid. I carry it with me everywhere. It's large enough that I can't lose it and pretty enough that I notice it. It's not only functional but fun. I like fun. Really, who doesn't. Now if only I could make exercising as much fun.
That's my latest gripe. I really really REALLY need to find something that inspires me. I'm bored with running, pilates, the gym. I have been trying to inspire myself with something. But what???? Any suggestions. I have been walking with a friend lately. Nothing like a committment to a friend to get you out the door. But seriously I need a little more. But on the brighter side, snowboarding season is coming up. That will keep me in shape. But I also need to be in shape to go snowboarding. Hmmmmmm. Maybe I should go make some biscuits and gravy and ponder this. Any suggestions?
Ah speaking of suggestions. I'm wanting to open an Etsy store but for the life of me I cannot think of a clever name. I mean really. You would think for the amount of creativity that flows non stop through my head I could come up with something. Really anything. Nope, not a thing. Everything that I do think of sounds contrived or really dumb. Help. Any and all suggestions will be pondered. Do help a damsel in distress out. Peace Out!!!!!