Monthly Archives: July 2008

Outrage!

So, since Jenge is on vaycay [she’s a teacher] she offered to get up with Portia if Portia had to go out in the middle of the night. Tuesday night at 11.30, I stumble to jenge’s room and open the door, and then unceremoniously announce, “She’s crying.”

Jenge rolls out of bed and takes Portia downstairs to put her out. At 1 am [I think I might have dozed for a bit, but the details are fuzzy] Jenge comes back into my room with Portia and declares:

“She didn’t even have to P-O-T-T-Y [as we spell important words around the dogs]. She just wanted to sit on the patio”

I give a grunt of outrage as jenge puts portia in her kennel. Jenge curses the latch, which she struggles with. Jenge leaves.

And the crying ensues. No amount of correction with the leash is working. Portia has decided that being kenneled in a roomy crate with snuggle blankets that is right next to the aircon is SAVAGE. AND SHE MUST GET OUT. I switch to verbal reprimands. The tone of my voice would make Nazis quiver. Portia is unfazed. By 2 am, I’m SO ANGRY that I know I won’t be able to sleep even if she shuts up. So I leave my room, and close the door behind me, leaving portiacakes ALONE [which I know she dislikes]. I surf the net for a few minutes. Update my twitter. After 15 minutes, I hear nothing but silence. I ponder going back into my room. i wonder if she has finally gone to sleep and this will wake her up, thus breaking the cardinal rule “Let sleeping dogs lie.”

After hemming and hawing, I decide to crash in the guest room. I set the alarm clock and go to sleep, on a twin bed, with my feet hanging over the end [did I mention I’m 5’10”?]

Next morning, I over sleep, not used to the other alarm clock. My alarm clock will turn off the radio after an hour, so if I wake up and hear silence, I know I’ve slept in and I’m screwed. but this one keeps on gleefully playing the radio so I kept drifting in and out of sleep thinking, “Oh, radio’s still on – plenty of time.”

I rip myself out of bed at 7.45 and open the door to my room.

I stare in disbelief at an empty kennel.

Gasp!

My eyes dart to my QUEEN SIZE BED WITH SIX PILLOWS WHERE A MALAMUTE IS STRETCHED OUT IN ALL HER GLORY SLEEPING!

GASP!

She looks up as if to say “Oh, hey.”

Little DEVIL had SOMEHOW gotten OUT of her kennel and SPENT THE NIGHT SLEEPING IN MY BED WHILE I WAS TOUGHING IT OUT IN THE GUEST ROOM.

True Story.
[NB, this picture is not from the actual event, as I was too busy frothing at the mouth to grab the camera. Trust me, she looked even more comfortable when I busted her than she does above.]
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The M*A*C Makeover

Today, Char, Jessi and I went to the MAC counter where Char and I got our makeup done! [Here’s hoping Char will post a pic of her on facebook – because she looks rockin’!]

Here’s my “look” – I was aiming for the smokiest, darkest eyes I had ever dared! And I even got false eyelashes!!

I don’t even want to wash it off and go to bed! I want to pretend to be a movie star longer!!

Bootcamp
If I’ve talked to you lately in person, I’ve talked to you about bootcamp.

Jenge and I signed up for Survivor Bootcamp. We were looking for a way to get in shape. Do a little activity. etc etc. Three times a week.

Wow. It’s intense. But do-able. Which seems to be a good combination. We go three times a week, as opposed to one of our bootcamp friends who does five. And lord bless her heart, she’s a trooper.

Honestly, I would never push myself as hard when I’m alone on the treadmill as I do at Bootcamp. There are several factors involved, but most circle around public humiliation. But not in a bad way. For those who are interested, here is an average week at bootcamp:

Monday
Warm up with a 10-15 minute jog. [normally, this would be my entire workout]
Circuit training – 1 minute at each station with 30 seconds break in between. Stations include: Jump rope, push ups, sprints, squats, power lunges, military presses, hoop running, ab work. Do two circuits.

Wednesday
Warm up with a 10-15 minute jog.
Stairs – Go down the stairs at North Glenmore park, and up again, 3 times as fast as you can. Think about passing out. Sprint to the ridge [a way to get to the valley without using the stairs] jog down the ridge, sprint up, jog back to the stairs. Think about passing out again. Go down stairs, come back up 2 times with a side to side skier motion. Go down stairs, go back up using one legged hops. At the top, do tricep dips and incline push ups. Jog back to car.

Friday
Warm up with a 10-15 minute jog
Gauntlet – STart off with a partner holding you back with a bungee cord as you try to run forward. Do same thing with side to side squats. Then it’s your turn to hold your partner back. And trust me, it will always seem like they are being mean, and holding you back more than you are holding them back.

Do assigned strength training excercise [one of -push ups, burpies, bicycle situps, military presses etc.] run to first pylon. Run back. Do same exercise, run to second pylon [farther than first] run back. Do same exercise. Run to third pylon [way out yonder] run back. Collapse on ground and think about throwing up, knowing if you do, you’ll set off a chain reaction of 15 women tossing chunks. Do over about 3-4 times [depending on how fast everyone is]. Run around entire area twice. Collapse to ground.

And there you have it! A week at boot camp!