Birffday(s)

Today our family celebrates Meesha and Bat's birthdays!

You may know that Meesha is our well-tempered, Calio cat who is extremely social, loves to eat, tolerates Reesie pulling on her fur and follows Henry pretty much everywhere. Henry has dubbed her "best friend Meesha". He says he shares her with Reesie. For her part, Reesie squeals and laughs whenever she sees Meesha. She also tries to eat her tail. Today, our lovely lady is 14. Wow.

Bat, or B.D., as I call him (for Batty Dog) turns 6 today. He's our big, blockheaded chocolate lab who really only cares about food, Jeremy and Jeremy giving him food. He's definitely the little brother to Maxie and loves to pester him and taunt him with toys, bones and tennis balls. Batty Dog knows that Henry, Jeremy and Max exist. That is it. He's not too concerned with the female species at all.

To celebrate their special days, Meesha received her very own can of tuna fish which she guarded from Taz. Batty and Maxie shared another sponge cake and some bones.

If you thought these parties were off the hook, just wait for next month when Master P, Henry's betta fish, turns 1! It'll be crizazy in the hizows.

Workin' Out and Close Encounters

Physical Therapy
So many of you might know that Reesie has a very mild form of Torticolis. A condition of limited neck motion. Reesie favors her left side, but she has Torticolis Right, meaning her right neck muscles need to lengthen and stretch. If you notice in some pictures of Reese when she is sitting upright and resting she tends to hold her head a little cocked to the right with her chin pointing to the left. Jeremy, her Pediatrician and I have been working with her for a about a month and we've made great strides. She's getting stronger every day.

Tuesday we had her first physical therapy appointment and she did so well! She lasted the entire 1 hour session. Apparently most children her age don't make it past 40 minutes. She has a very mild case and her mobility is looking good. We will go back next week for her second appointment. Basically they run Reesie through lots of stretches and floor exercises. I'll try to get a picture of the area where Reese "works out". It's vibrant and so colorful. She really liked it this week.

We set goals for Reesie to round out the back of her head a little bit, to increase strength and mobility in her neck, and to create some little abs of steel for her so she can be a little more stronger.

How Do You Do?
Wednesday, Reesie and I were doing some core strengthening exercises when an unexpected visitor stopped by.



Reesie was way excited to have a playmate.



Look at that grip.


Here's Reesie just holding onto Meesha.


Meesha was a good sport and let Reesie pull out some fur.



Reesie thought Meesha was so soft.



I used Meesha as a prop to get Reesie to really use those neck muscles.


Reesie made a friend for life.

Hate and New Awesomes

New and Nifty
You may all notice a new look to the old Glass Family Blog. You like? I have several spaces over there that I hope you all continue to check when you read our blog. I've changed the names of some of the right-hand column features. "You Said What?" has random or funny things you might hear us say, but you'll have to come visit us to hear them live. "So You Wanna Know More, Huh? has more information about all four us us than you will ever care to know. "Down With It" are things that we like right now and "We're So Over It" of course, are things we no longer care for.

I also added some links to favorite web sites that we like to visit. You may like them too. Actually, some are just weird sites that we have stumbled across.

Hate is a Strong Word, But I Really, Really Don’t Like You
If you’re like me, you quickly notice your pets personalities. Well, much to the chagrin of Jeremy, I also assign them secret lives. For example, Meesha is smart and cunning. She might be a secret agent. Taz is a tomcat, kind of a playa, if you will. (Which is funny because he won't leave the house, ever.) Bat is brawny and kind of a muscle head. Max is a Republican. Don’t worry, even with our differing political views, he and I have forged a strong bond.

Back to Taz though. A very real part of Taz’s existence is this love for me and his forced tolerance of Henry and Jeremy. He may not even know about Reese yet. He must assume the noises she makes come from Henry too. Another part of Taz’s experience is that he has an unspoken understanding with us. Once the kids are tucked in bed, he has free reign over the house and more importantly, our bed. When Henry was sick a few weeks back, he would inevitably end up in our room, sleeping with us in our bed. This is problematic itself for several reasons including Jeremy’s back, blanket stealing, and just plain not a good habit. We, as a family, overlooked one major player in this whole deal. Taz. He waits patiently every day for Henry to either pass out from exhaustion in the form of a nap, bed time or when he leaves the house. Taz then comes out to play and mingle with the family. For four nights in a row, this didn’t happen. He was ticked! He took vengeance out on the family with his bladder. “That’ll show them” he thought. Well, he did more than show us, he made us smell his hate. Taz had a well calculated "accident" on the kitchen floor, including some of Henner’s new clothes. We quickly realized what had happened and made it up to Taz immediately. Henry slept in his room and Taz was once again in ours. Problem solved....for now.

Little Pants are the New Awesome
The picture will speak volumes here. Henry loves to wear his big-boy underpants over his pull-ups. He calls them his “little pants”. He likes to sleep in them and wear them at home.

iphones are the New Awesome*
What can I say? This is the first technology gadget that I am absolutely addicted to. It’s helped organize files, contacts and my favorite websites. It is compatible with my iMac at work for syncing calendars and events. It slices, dices and cleans itself. It helped me lose 20 pounds, win friends and influence people. I can even “set it and forget it”.

*not all claims here are valid, or substantiated. Some claims are out and out lies.

Coworkers are the New Awesome
Before I came back to work we hired Kylee (who I called Keely for two months strait – sorry! I had Keely and Tim on the brain and never wanted to refer to Keely as Kylee) Luckily, Kylee understood. Anyway, Kylee is the new awesome, definitely! She’s smart, she’s resourceful, she is a team player, she slices, dices….no wait, that’s my phone. We also beefed up our staff with Sonya too. Now we have the fab five – Sara, me, Rozzie, Kylee and Sonya. We are the most productive and advanced we’ve ever been! Whoo-hoo!

Jeremy is the New Awesome
He will forever and always be my new awesome. He is the only thing on this list that does actually slice and dice. I would never set him and forget him though. I couldn’t do half of what I need to or want to without him. He’s a super dad to the kids and the best husband a gal could ask for. He’s so kind and gentle and most of all, he makes my heart sing, he makes me happy and me makes me laugh.

My iMac is the New Awesome
I know I mentioned in an earlier post about our new iMacs and how awesome they are. But folks, every day I find something I love more about them. They do have some bugs to work out, but I have three words for you all… “drag and drop”. This handy dandy feature will take minutes off of prep time for proposals and art work.

Fat Tuesday? Try Slightly Pudgy Tuesday.

Where's the Love?
Tuesday I had a meeting in Logan. On the way home I thought to myself, “Why don’t I stop by and surprise my parents? They’ve always been good to me and I know they’d be excited to see me. I haven’t seen them in almost 2 weeks. Wow! I bet they’ll be happy I dropped by.” Well, I was wrong. My Dad was surprised to see me, but then I could tell he was slightly saddened when I didn’t have the kids or Jeremy with me. We had a good talk about what he’s been up to and even a little about politics. Then my mom came home. She saw my car outside so she knew I was there. She walked in and had this huge smile on her face (just like I imagined she would). I quickly announced to her that it was just me and the kids couldn’t come. I don’t think she believed me since she still kind of looked around for signs of Henry and Reese. (Henners loves to hide and jump out to surprise people). I think it took about 90 seconds for it to set in that it was just me and only me. The look of disappointment on her face was obvious. I know my parents love me, but they definitely like their grandchildren better.

2gether 4ever
Henry and Meesha are no longer in a “cold war” holding pattern. They have officially called a truce and now love each other. It’s taken a long two years, but finally, Meesha has come around. Now, every morning, when Meesha hears Henry come in our room to watch cartoons she jumps up and comes right to him to be loved. When he sleeps at night, we have to open his door a crack so she can come and go as she pleases in his room. I often catch them napping together too. Meesha loves Henry so much that she should marry him already.

Clothes Horse
Back when Reesie was only 6 weeks or so, I noticed a strange phenomena. She would smile and get really excited when she looked at her closet. I thought that maybe we had a clothes horse on our hands. I know now, with complete certainty that, yes, definitely, we have a clothes horse. Recently, I ordered a bunch of spring clothes on line for Reesie and when they arrived I held them up for her to see. She smiled and did her little girlie "coo" when I held up all the brightly colored clothes. She’s gonna be trouble when she’s old enough to demand designer duds. She's totally worth it.

We’re Still Not Rich
So, Jeremy and I had a day date Saturday (the 9th). Grandma Jo and Grandpa Brent watched the kiddies while Jeremy and I drove to Idaho, did a little car trip, sight seeing and bought a powerball lottery ticket. We did a little shopping, caught a movie and then had an early dinner (Maddox in the house, Whoot! Whoot!). The next day Jeremy asked me to check the lottery numbers online. While I was checking I noticed that he was holding the ticket angled just enough that I could see the numbers. So when I started reading off the numbers “online” I really read the numbers off the ticket. He was getting pretty excited as I neared the end of the first row of numbers since the numbers I gave him matched our picks exactly. When I finally let him in on the joke, he wasn’t too happy. I think he actually thought we won. He wasn’t too devastated since no one had one yet. He now looks forward to his Wednesday trip to Colorado to pick up another chance at the big time. We’ll let you all know if we strike it rich.


Leud Fireman
Sunday, we could hear Henners downstairs in his playroom making a ruckus. A few minutes later, a fireman and a pirate wearing no pants arrived.

Work and Doughnuts
Friday, I had to go into work for a few hours. Jeremy and I had a plan all set in place. I would drop the kids at work, he would then take the kids to the Sportsman Expo at the Salt Palace for a few hours. I would meet up with them a few hours later.

Henry, on the other hand, had another plan. His plan went something like this: I will get in the car with Mom and Reesie. Halfway to Salt Lake I will ask my Mom for a doughnut since every time I go to work with her there are doughnuts there. While we drive thru the doughnut joint, I will flirt with the window worker and snag a free doughnut. I will then get chocolate all over my face and when asked about it, I will deny it. Then, once inside Dad’s office, I will run and shout loudly for my Dad. I hope that it causes my Mom a little bit of embarrassment. When it comes time to leave, I will let Dad get me and Reesie almost to the truck before I insist we go back inside to give Mom a hug. Once that is done, we will head to the Sportsman Expo. I will insist that while Dad pushes Reese in her stroller that he give me a piggy back, forcing him to handle the stroller with one hand. I will find a woman selling biscotti and buy one. I will then declare it “yucky” and spit it out immediately. I will “ohhhh” and “ahhhh” over all the animal displays while asking constantly “Where’s my Momma?” When we finally do meet up with Mom to do some shopping, I will run around and hide. For some reason, I will also take off my shoes. Once you get me in the car, I will play with Reese for a few minutes and fall asleep before we get home.

Seedy But Delicious
Our favorite Mexican Restaurant in our hood is called Mi Rancho. It’s delightful and really authentic food. However, it is located in the parking lot of a run down motel that rents by the week, day and I think, hour. It’s near a truck stop so I imagine that’s why it has such rental agreements. We kind of chuckle whenever we go there at the motel surrounding the restaurant. Typically, the motel is empty, but on Sunday it was full. Fun fact: they serve a dish in a HUGE bowl, almost as big as the mixing kind. This dish is a spicy stew with fish, shrimp, crab legs, whole chilies and other ingredients. I think it’s called Mocahete, but we call it El Chupacabra.