Hope you all have had a wonderful Thanksgiving. Hedon picked up our daughter and granddaughter last night and they are staying with us through Sunday. We spent today with family and enjoyed an excellent feast. A good time was had by all … except Maggie, who had to stay home and was most definitely displeased by being left out of the festivities.
The grandkid is not thrilled with the excitable Maggie. She doesn’t want anything to do with the dog, who of course, loves kids and wants to romp all over her. We’ve about given up on telling the Little One that “the puppy is nice” and “the puppy wants to give you a kiss” and “the puppy is just slavering all over the place because she’s so happy to see you.” The Little One is deeply suspicious of Maggie’s intentions and none of our reassurances are doing the least bit of reassuring. She pretty much just points at Maggie and says something resembling “Bad dog!” and “No!” Hmm, what to do.
We have now launched Operation Reverse Psychology, telling the Little One that “Maggie is MY dog, and you shouldn’t go near her” and “Don’t get too close to Maggie, or you’ll have to pet her.” I don’t know about any of your kids out there, but never once in all of our daughter’s childhood did reverse psychology work on her. The Little One appears to have inherited her mother’s natural immunity to this technique, as there has as yet not been any payoffs for our efforts.
Ah, well, time will do the trick, I’m sure. In the meanwhile, Maggie is acting like she’s being continually taunted by a turkey and bacon sandwich which we’ve been dangling just out of reach. Dogs.
We’ve been home for three weeks now, including the week of home time we had before we quit TWMNBN. I spent one entire week doing nothing whatsoever. It was wonderful. I did manage to lose another 4 pounds in those three weeks, which brings my total lost to 47 pounds. Three more pounds and I hit 50. That’ll be sweet.
I suppose, if I am to follow my invented blog tradition, I should write something about Thanksgiving now. I am, in general, a fairly thankful person. Right now, I’m thankful I’m an unemployed bum with an uncertain future. Excellent. I’m a risk taker. That’s right. Big time risk taker. Who spends a tremendous amount of time in her big man recliner watching an assortment of televised foolishness. Hooray for unemployment!
Right now, though, I have some work to do. The Little One is talking to me, and while she has plenty to say, I am unable to decipher most of it. I think just now she is either telling me she wants to wash her hands, or that she wants her stuffed elephant, or that she is hopeful there will be peace soon in the Middle East. Which one of the three it might be … your guess is as good as mine. She’s pretty brilliant, though, so it’s likely not about the Middle East; she’s way too smart to be worrying about politics.