Happy 4th of July


 

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Happy Independence Day!!!

 

As a child I used to love going down to Santa Monica Pier to watch the fireworks on the 4th of July.

As the adult owner of three dogs—not so much.

I have to say that this has been by far the worst 4th of July I have ever experienced.

 

For starters it seems that fireworks are quite legal in Palmdale. Yes, I have seen the stands all over town for the past two weeks.

 

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And yes the occasional firecracker has been going off for the past two weeks–not fun, so not fun.

Marley already has PTSD—this is so not the holiday for her.

 

I decided to buy her one of those thunder shirts, that are supposed to calm dogs–like giving them a continual hug.

I measured Marley to make sure I got the right size as these shirts cost $40.00. I bought the correct size based on her measurements and the shirt was still a tad large. If you scroll down you will see a picture of Marley in the shirt and the condition currently of the shirt as Marley has been trying to chew it off.

I had a face painting job today at the Calabasas Swim & Tennis Club.

Good thing the job started at 3:00 pm because I got to bed at 5:00 am after spending a few hours putting together my face paints and looking for 4th of July designs on the internet.

What was interesting was that I found some of the same pictures that a colleague had emailed out to all the party people as her face paint designs.–Hmnn–mental note for next year find cute designs on the web and claim them as my own.

I barely sit down to face paint when some mother starts complaining that her child should be first. Really? Because it seems to me that another mother had come up to me while I was setting up and asked me where the line was and I told her, just wait over there. So the mother who thought her child should be first per me was actually the fourth child to get in line. I’m thinking I haven’t even painted a face yet and no one has been there more than five minutes and the adults are already arguing over who should be first. Yes there are shy children in the world who don’t know how to wait in line and just let other children in front of them. That does happen. Here’s the thing when I am hired to face paint I do just that face paint. I look up and monitor the line as best as I can but t is not my job to teach your child to be more assertive. I did have two kids in line arguing over who was next. And how do I solve that one?   Simple I tell them if they don’t stop arguing in my line neither one of them is going to get painted. That usually gets the kids behaving better—but excuse me where are the parents and why aren’t they parenting? Oh it’s a country club they are having drinks by the pool.

 

Here are three of the designs I did today.

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Now knowing that my residential area was going to be shooting off fireworks all over the place my plan was to get down with work at 5:00 pm race home let the doggies out before it all started.

No such luck. I got a call while on the job that a performers relative had passed away and they were catching the next plane back to the east coast. My thoughts on the matter are better left unsaid. However I shall say that I was not able to go to my own grandfathers funeral because I had work commitments.

So that being said I had to stop at my mom’s and prepare another performers costume to cover those jobs.

My plans to be home before dark just flew out the window. But I did try. As I pulled off the freeway exit I could already see the fireworks going off at 8:30 pm. It wasn’t even totally dark yet.

In retrospect I should have quietly walked into the house and pretended I wasn’t home because just my arrival got all the girls going.

Of course I had left them in three separate areas away from each other—-lest they were to get to riled up and a fight break out while I was not home.

I quickly realized that they still needed to be kept separated as the two pups were going nuts with noise. Marley got put in the bathroom–quite den like and I thought safe as she could not destroy anything in the bathroom or hurt anyone else.

Missy and Maddy–who seem to get along lately were put into my bedroom.

All the plans to clean and organize went out the window. In all the surrounding neighborhoods fireworks were being set off. Go to the back yard and I see fireworks. Go to the front yard and I see fireworks. Three houses down the neighbors apparently had a huge arsenal of fireworks such that at 11 pm they were still shooting them off. I have such a headache–it really sounds like a war zone around here. Even the cat started freaking out it was so loud. I can’t imagine how people who actually live in a war zone do it—wow. I know it’s not really a war zone just fireworks—but the air is smokey and smells horrible as well.  And the way the wind was blowing those damn things were literally going off on my rooftop.  I was afraid the house might catch fire–quite scary actually.

I had seen this meme on face book earlier today letting people know vets live in the home be c careful with fireworks. I didn’t really understand how fireworks could really trigger PTSD until tonight.

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It really felt like a war zone so I could only imagine our vets who had served were going through. I did some research and many of them avoid fireworks.

11:15 pm –the neighbors finally ceased fire–I go outside–yes people are getting into cars and leaving–yay. I let Marley out of the bathroom and then I go to let Maddy and Missy out of the bedroom….well come to find out they somehow managed to lock themselves in the bedroom from the inside……

There is that moment of panic as I think how am I going to unlock the door from the outside. After the panic fades I think –the French doors. There is a set of French doors from the bedroom that goes to the back yard. If those doors are unlocked I can let them out that way. The French doors were locked but for the first time since I moved in I see that there is an outside lock with a keyhole. I try the front door key and viola– I get the dogs out.

With the noises fading down it’s quiet enough to finally feed everyone. In my naiveté I leave Marley and Maddy along in kitchen so I can write the blog…….and then it happens Marley picks a fight with Maddy over some veggie nuggets. Here we go yet again. I grab Marley by her hind legs so I can pick her up. I have learned not to put my hands near her mouth when she gets like this. Both of the girls are fine–no blood was drawn. And that is how my 4th of July ended.

 

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Merry Christmas 2013


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I hope everyone is having a fabulous Christmas.  my life of course is never without its adventures. And while last year I was on a cruise ship in the Caribbean this year found me spending Christmas eve by the side of the freeway.

I had gotten tickets for my mom, her husband and myself to see the Frozen Disney Show at the El Capitan in Hollywood.  I decided to take my pink van and leave early because the bookcase I had on lay away was ready to be picked up.  So as I am talking to my mom I hear this really loud strange noise. I tell my mom I have to get off the phone and sure enough my car was dying.  I was driving on the 14 Freeway south from Palmdale which is basically driving through the desert and no mans land.  But hey I’m not worried I have AAA.  I call AAA and get a dispatcher that can not understand what I am telling her or the location of where I am at. I have to repeat the information to her quite a few times.  I was told that the tow truck would  be arriving in about 30-45 minutes which is the usual. No biggie I thought to myself I’ll just put on my make-up while I am waiting. Make-up is finished, kind of that scary old lady make-up put on in  a car type of thing but still no tow truck.  No biggie I’ll just do my Christmas cards for my niece and nephew while I am waiting.  Christmas cards done and an hour later still no tow truck so I call AAA to get an update and I am told the dispatcher called a tow truck company in the wrong city and another truck was being dispatched which should arrive in 30 minutes.

30 minutes!!!!!!  You have got to be friggin’ kidding me.  I have been waiting on the shoulder of the freeway for an hour and it was now 2:30 pm and the tickets were for the 4:00 pm show. Now the anxiety is beginning to kick in.  Well I have to get dressed in the van as I was losing time now.  I had worn jeans and a t-shirt out the door because I was supposed to be getting the bookcase.  No biggie, I thought to myself. I have changed in and out of costumes by the sides of roads many times in career as a kids entertainer today would be no different.  I am all made up, Christmas cards have been done, and I am wearing my Christmas clothes and still no tow truck.  I call AAA to get another update, this time the driver was told I was off the freeway and he took a different route via the streets.  I’m like no I have been on the shoulder of the freeway for the past hour and a half.  Look for the bright pink van–you can’t miss it.  It felt like an eternity waiting for that tow truck to arrive.

Finally it arrived–what a relief!!!  We made it to the show by 3:45 pm, just enough time to park, get pop-corn and go to the ladies room.  The evening was cut short because now I needed to get a ride back home.  So I will see my sister’s kids on Sunday as I got tickets for all of us to see the ice sculpture exhibit and winter village at the Queen Mary as their Christmas gift.

Seriously I can not wait for 2013 to be over.  I can not believe all that I have gone through in one year.  It’s time for a new start and new beginnings.

Below are a couple of pictures of Christmas in my home and me at Frozen.

Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night.

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Happy Memorial Day….


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Today is  “Memorial Day is a United States federal holiday which occurs every year on the final Monday of May.[1] Memorial Day is a day of remembering the men and women who died while serving in the United States Armed Forces.[2] Formerly known as Decoration Day, it originated after the American Civil War to commemorate the Union and Confederate soldiers who died in the Civil War. By the 20th century, Memorial Day had been extended to honor all Americans who have died while in the military service.[3] It typically marks the start of the summer vacation season.”

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Quite similar to Veteran’s day it would seem.

Today I want to extend the meaning of Memorial Day.  I want to include the women who have struggled to get out of abusive relationships, the single mothers who fight for the rights of their children.  I want to include those people who diligently fight for the rights of our animal brothers and sisters.  I want to include all those who are fighting some kind of struggle in their life.

This is not to take away from those who have served the country in the forces but rather to include those who serve this country by the struggles they face each and every day.

Those who wake up and get through another day.

So today let’s send out love and prayers to each and every being on the planet.  We all have a struggle and we all have a fight to overcome.

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