Huckleberry + Billy Finn & New Blog Design

First off, I'd like to say thank you to Danielle (no, not me silly) for my new blog design. She torn through the html blogger jungle and came up with this design using the colors I had before! Simple and easy to navigate just like I asked! You can check out some of her other design Here!

Moving on..Huckleberry made a new friend this weekend and I caught it all on camera. (My crappy camera! But Steven's getting me a new one soon! WOOT WOOT!) His name was Duckleberry, but we changed it to Billy Finn because poor Huck was getting confused. Meet the friendliest duck on the planet!...or so we thought!

Of course, seeing a duck in my front yard is no surprise, but what is surprising was that when I walked outside Billy Finn did not move. He simply looked at my out of the corner of his eye (creepy) and went back to eating. 

Huckleberry was not sure how he felt about Billy Finn. He just stared apprehensively for about 4 minutes and then decided it would be fun to chase him. So, that's what he did, and poor Billy Finn went hobbling back to the lake. But he didn't swim off, he stayed close by to taunt Huckleberry.

Huckleberry was very perturbed about this, to say the least, because he harbors a deep, dark secret. My puppy, a RETRIEVER mind you, is afraid of the water. He really, really wanted to chase Billy Finn, but refused to swim in that lake. 

Huck's solution: drink all the water in the lake so he can run after Billy Finn.

And so here's Huck, slurping away in between my feet; meanwhile, Billy Finn continues his taunting ways...swimming closer and closer towards Huck and then darting out of reach.

It looked like Huckleberry's plan to drink the entire lake was working...until he fell in of course. 

 New plan: freak out so mommy can't get a good picture and then go inside to sleep on her rain boots. Cutest, yet most defeated looking face :(

After Huck's nap, he went straight to the door like the good little (almost completely) potty trained puppy that he is only to discover some disturbing news.

Billy Finn was back and setting camp on his turf. Huck's newest solution: give Billy Finn the evil eye for another 4 minutes.

Eventually, I fed Billy Finn one of my homemade sugar-free berry muffins. 

He threw up and we haven't seen him since.

Oh The Stories I Could Tell...

If I had this redone vintage typewriter I'm quite certain my life would be complete...

Well, probably not, but I have always wanted a typewriter. Wouldn't it be cool to write my stories and poems on here! I would be tap, tap, tapping away all day. (Steven says I wouldn't use it. Oh ye of little faith!) I would ToTALLY use it! I would I would! Okay, he's probably right. But not because I wouldn't WANT to use it! But because I haven't had any inspiration to write since I've been in WA. I don't know what is lacking. It's beautiful here and I have a lot of down time after work I could use to write, I just have nothing to write about these days.

Maybe that's a good thing. My writing tends to be prompted by some emotional turmoil going on at the moment, so perhaps, this simply means everything is just dandy in the world of Danielle. Doubt it though. I broke out in spontaneous tears with Steven at lunch yesterday (that tends to happen from time to time.) But we will save that for

another post...

The point of today's post is that I want that typewriter. I need that typewriter. I also need a bookshelf.  If you would like to get either for me feel free (Dead Serious).

Oh yeah, you can find this typewriter and others like it at Fab.com. Awesome website. Great time-waster.

You Will Soon Be Crossing Warm Waters For A Fun Vacation...

Fortune Cookie, from the moment I first meet you I have received nothing but lies. How am I supposed to put any faith in you when all your promises are empty? When I encountered you on this bitter cold November day all I wanted was a generic platitude, maybe a "be kind, and others will be kind to you in return" sort of message; instead, you mock me! As I gingerly broke the delicate, flaky, vanilla sweet goodness in half and slowly unfolded the white slip of paper, hands shaking, waiting for my future to literally unfold...you tell me, "You will soon be crossing warm waters for a fun vacation." How could you possibly know the upmost desire of my heart! To be sitting on a beach under a palm tree with a Mojito in my hand! But alas, I know you lie. The only vacation I am going to be taking any time soon is to no-man's-land West Virginia for Christmas, where my tan will not improve but my wallet size will dramatically decrease. Thank you for the unpleasant reminder that no, we do not always get what we want.

It is COLD in Seattle. Very, very cold....

Follow Me..Into the Tub

Okay, I lied. You are not invited to my nightly bath. That's just "me" time. However, you are invited to Huckleberry's scruba-dub-dub session. (Don't worry. Modesty is of extreme importance to me; hence, only head shots and body shots where he is covered by a towel.) My blog is totally PG.

Scruba-dub-dub, Huckleberry!!! So good in the bath! Makes mommy proud.

Grumpy face, because although he was a good boy, he hated it.

All kids hate baths though, right?

And yes, to answer the question your are asking yourselves right now, I am obsessed with my dog. No biggie.

Now let us get to the "follow me" part of this post's title. Sort and simple. I want you to follow this blog so I can see who is actually reading it! I can see (secretly, MAWHAHA) how many pageviews I get per day. Which, btw, is very, very addicting. I text Steven numerous times a day updating him on my pageview count. 

Ahh, but I digress..

I can see how MANY people are viewing my blog, but not WHO is viewing my blog. And quite frankly, I'd like to know. Because I'm nosy, K? Okay. So it's follow me time. On the right side of my blog you'll see a button that says "Join this Site," click it and either become a member through an existing account (Google, Twitter, etc.) or create a google account. It's truly that simple and I'd really appreciate it. Thanks peeps!

Happy Birthday, Bevita!!!

Today is a very, very special day! BECAUSE....it is Bevita's Birthday! For those of you who don't know her, Bevita (real name is Beverly) is one of my best friends from college. I lived with her these last 3 years before I moved out to Washington. Bevita and I have started a little tradition on her birthday, I write her the corniest (spelling?), cheesiest (hmm?), silliest birthday poem I can think of. Since I am no where near her to deliver the poem this year, I've decided to post it on here so that she, and all my lovely followers, can witness me keeping this tradition alive! 

Please, no judgement on my poetry. Yes, I am an English Grad, but this poem is simply written to make Bevita smile and laugh out loud. So, with no further ado, here is my spectacular birthday poem.

I know a girl named Bevita,

I know her quite well,

and because it's her birthday

there's a story I must tell.

A story about friendship,

kindness, and love.

A story showing everyone that

Bevita's a gift from above.

I meet her in class

During my Freshman year.

And all one feels starting college

is anxiety and fear.

But right from the start,

Bevita never left my side,

and those four years of college

quickly flew on by.

Bevita is funny!

Oh, the laughs that we've had!

She is patient and understanding,

and never gets mad.

She helped me trust in God,

each moment of every day.

She reminded me that his love

will never go away.

It makes me sad to think

that Bevita is no longer near.

But her friendship I always

will hold very dear.

Our times together are forever

seared upon my heart,

and hopefully one day

we won't be so far a part!

But in the meantime, Bevita, my wish for you

is that you'll have an AWESOME birthday,

Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Years too!!!

Te amo Bevita!