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Wednesday, March 29, 2017

Reilly the Trickster & Camille Getting "Lie Down" More & More

Two days ago, Reilly decided to bring back an old trick: "peedie" right in front of "Momma" on purpose. Needlessly to say, "Momma" worried that Reilly might have another UTI—and thus, Reilly had to go see the vet—and the vet pointed out Reilly's trick really quickly.

Long story short, Reilly rang the bell to "go potty" and not to—as she sometimes does—ring the bell to get attention. Therefore, she later decided to get back at "Momma" and to not even ring the bell the second time, and she "peedied" on the hallway carpet both times—and the second instance occurred when "Momma" was going to get socks to use to restuff one of the toys that both Reilly and Camille received for Chrismukkah (Fine timing, Ri; fine timing.).

As for Cam, she's getting "lie down" more and more—notwithstanding her stubbornness that she uses to act like she doesn't know how to "lie down"—and as "Auntie Nicole" types, Cam is (or was, and is again) napping on her favorite chair and snuggling with "Froggie" (whom "Auntie Nicole" restuffed with parts of a sock and arm-tiringly resewed, and whom Cam effectively reunstuffed). Now, "Auntie Nicole" has to go restuff the other toy.

By the way, "Momma"/"Auntie" Nicole is not doing any giveaways or free promotions of the book on Camille when it comes out—too many people got free copies of the other books without spreading the word about the books to their friends and/or buying copies of the other books, and that doesn't help "Momma" be able to provide as much as she can for Reilly (especially without a certain person in her and Reilly's lives).

Monday, March 27, 2017

Cam's Learning To Lay Down ("Lie Down")! Other Notes As Well

On Camille's birthday, Camille is learning "lie down". If Cam can fully and succesfully "lie down" without having to be prompted by treats right in front of her first, "Mimi" will be impressed 馃檪.

Meanwhile, on th not-so-good notes:


  1. Reilly "peedied" in the house twice today, and once in front of "Momma"—either Reilly is (as "Auntie Michelle" thinks) entering her "terrible threes" or (as "Momma" thinks) jealous of Cam and trying to reclaim alpha status (since she perceives that she lost it), has drunk more water than usual, or has a UTI (馃檨).
  2. As Camille and Reilly get older, "Momma" is re-reminded that everyone else is (or at least quite a few others are) getting married, started on having families, promoted at work, living out other dreams that they've had, etc., while "Momma" and Reilly are not getting younger. Meanwhile, "Momma" just wishes that a certain person whom might be "Momma"'s helpmate and Reilly's "Daddy" would just give her answer as to whether he thinks that he is one or the other way. After all, for example, another case of trying to roll Reilly this morning failed again.

Sunday, March 26, 2017

Guess Who (Sort-Of) Turns Two Tomorrow?

Happy Birthday, Camille! Meanwhile, her Hebrew birthday isn't until Nisan 6 or 7, 5777—so, she technically remains two for a little longer—either way, she got used to when we brought her home on June 7, 2015 to live with her match (aka, her twice-removed cousin Reilly. "Auntie Nicole" is verklempt with watching those old videos, meanwhile):








Saturday, March 25, 2017

As The Old Jewish Saying Goes, And As I've Lived Especially Of Late...

What's keeping calm when you're Jewish? What's not worrying when you're Jewish?

As for me and being a Jewish Christian, I get the whole "Do not worry", "Come to Me, you whom are weary...", "Cast your cares...", etc.. Notwithstanding that (and here goes the "Oh, you of little faith"):


  1. Having Cerebral Palsy and IBS affects worry for good reason.
  2. Having OCD/Anxiety and ADD affects worry for good reason. By the way, I'm actually not the first one to have made an observation regarding whether OCD/Anxiety is inherently Jewish, and I was joking about that more to cope with my own OCD and wondering (so much for Jewish humor, as I got a hard time for making that observation)—the schtick about (I kid you not) OCD being a "Jewish disease" (as Dr. Avigdor Bonchek phrased the schtick whether OCD is Jewish) has been around for a long time. To be fair, look at, e.g., B'midbar 7 alone—having to be perfectly scrupulous about the right number of the right offerings like that could cause anyone to worry—then look at Vaiykra 11 and B'midbar 19—I myself (assuming that I'd survived birth and even had some part in Jewish life) would be washing and extra washing all day. Then try the fences around Torah. Overtime, that has to get embedded into one's genetic code and/or brain chemistry—thus, I think, part of why God desires mercy over sacrifice and obedience over burnt offerings, as His point seemed to be that ritualism as opposed to simply living by faith (e.g., "walk[ing] humbly with your God").
  3. Getting the amount of hate that I get (as I probably will over the observation above, for example), whether rightly or wrongly, affects me to always worry for good reason—even, e.g., who's going to unfriend me on Facebook or unfollow me on Twitter, thus reflecting online how what they think of me both online and offline? After all (as Curt Schilling of all people stated), people online are who they are offline and what they would be offline "if they could get away with it" (which he stated after two of his daughter's high-school classmates used Twitter to send her rape threats.
I could give more examples, though I think that three examples suffice—especially as I brace myself and bide to see how many more instances of Example Three will happen even over the next couple of minutes, especially in regard to Example Two. 



When "Momma" Saw 12:00 AM, 3/25/17 On Her Computer....

She shouted for joy—and definitely kvelled!—and gave Reilly scritches, etc.. Cam thus let out a jealous bark!—so "Auntie Nicole" gave her scritches as well, and Cam even let "Auntie Nicole" pick her up like a human picks up a human baby with "Wee!" (After a later second try, though, of course, Cam jumped off of the couch like, "Enough".)


PS "Auntie Michelle" was understandably verklempt when she realized that Reilly is now three years old according to both the Hebrew and Gregorian calendars.

Friday, March 24, 2017

Pictures For National Puppy Day...And Two Puppies In A Very-Loosely-Tied Bowtie

During National Puppy Day:

The brats finally got their hamantaschen (Don't tell "Mom-Mom": "Momma" tried a few 馃槈).






Today:




Cam's bowtie was very-loosely tied and wrapped around the knot without tying it (In other words, the bow was tucked back).




The bow was loose enough for Reilly, too. By the way, both Reilly and Camille received some peanut butter as a treat.




Of course, one thing was missing for National Puppy Day: Reilly's having a person whom she'd love very much in her life (and whom "Momma" wishes would confirm or refute her thinking re him—as that still keeps her up at night).

Thursday, March 23, 2017

National Puppy Day 2017, &c.

Remember that "Momma" wanted Reilly to have a more-obedient nature by her third birthday? That is apparently not happening—after all, what better way to mark National Puppy Day is there but to eat many "nasties", bark inappropriately, and even play roughly enough with Camille to the point at which Camille yelped as puppies do when other puppies are playing too roughly with them?

As "Momma" has said, she needs somebody to be a helpmate to her and a co-human parent to Reilly (and this admittedly is partly a "hint, hint" to whomever Reilly's "Daddy" is supposed to be, especially if he is who "Momma" thinks that he is). After all, for example and as "Momma" has also said, being 5'1.75" with Cerebral Palsy far from helps her, for instance, be able to try to roll Reilly over when she inappropriately barks.