You have weird kids. I have weird pets. Let’s begin.

My life is quite plain to be honest. I have a wonderful husband, a lovely home, a great job and two pets. Two weird pets with wild and crazy personalities that drive me wild and crazy – pretty much every day. Tonight is a fine example. I unloaded the dishwasher and went back to the living room to fetch a straggler glass from the end table to run another load and notice that the dog is meditating towards our couch.

What is this lump?

Upon closer inspection I realize that she is fixated on a lump in the center of the couch, underneath the couch cover to be specific. (Plaid couch, don’t ask, it’s a work-in-progress.) So I naturally grab my new fancy phone and decide to investigate said situation more closely.

After peeking under the cover I realize that our cat has moved in. She stares at me inquisitively and sends a warning hiss out at the dog. Ok, now we are beginning to understand why in the past few weeks have I been notice our couch cover being pushed up. I thought it was the dog hunting for toys under our fabulous piece of furniture, but nay, it’s Stella’s new haven.

Yes? May I help you?

The cat shaped mass remained put for the last 30 minutes with intermediate paw swipes and hisses at the dog. Now let’s back up this story by a couple of months. This hateful cat/dog relationship has taken some odd turns. For example, our dog violently grooms Stella’s head leaving the poor, pointy-eared creature with additional furry points. Our cat has taken to rubbing up against the dog when she saunters into a room. I think she is trying to trip up the dog and kill her. This process is slow going as it hasn’t worked yet. So even though I am currently hearing some angry gurgling coming from Stella, I know it’s all for show.

So to recap, your kids may do some funny stuff and things you feel are worth posting to the world. But let’s face it my pets can give your snotty-nosed children a run for their money any day.


Our Adverntures in Traverse City

In the morning we set off on our road trip… eventually

As we grow older I realize that getting ready to leave for a vacation is not the start of our much needed rest and relaxation. It’s the start of frustration, stress, anger, annoyance and disappointment. Which is my usual demeanor and therefore we were not off to a good start.  Naturally, while we were getting ready for our Traverse City vacation we were running out of time with an ever-expanding list of to-do and forget-me-nots. I now understand why my parents rarely looked relaxed and ready to enjoy time together. We were ready for a time out in opposite corners of the house.

Adam filled our car to the roof with essentials… some of which were being dropped off with our dog in Muskegon with my in-laws. Afterward I would be able to straighten out my legs which for the time being had to be firmly folded against my seat, sigh want…. An… Element. Thank God they were willing to take her for 4 days and 3 blissful nights. We packed her crate, food, toys, treats, our luggage, snacks (snack packs as I named them.), books, and magazines (I always have lofty ideas that I will catch up on my relaxing literature when vacationing). We packed more clothing than necessary because we would experience transitional weather so you back light and you also pack warm. From our CIVIC you would swear we were leaving for a two-week tour somewhere. But we Ramseyers were headed to Traverse City for 4 days and 3 nights. Seriously, how do people travel with kids? Or right, by mini van.

Our goal was to drop off Maya by 10AM so we could be on the road and in Traverse as early as possible.  So by 9:20AM we were supposed to be packed and pulling out of our driveway. Except that we weren’t. Eventually we packed ourselves in and shoved Maya into the remaining empty space on the back seat at 9:40AM. Within 10 minutes she gave up on actually enjoying the trip and curled herself up into a cream-colored donut.

And cue the rainstorm.

We arrived in Muskegon with only 20-minute delay (not bad by my severely late standards.) Quick instructions and many “thank yous” later we were down to two. Admo and C-line were headed to Traverse City.

And cue the strong winds with rainstorms. Awesome.