Life sucks

So Thanksgiving went well until we got home. Our house was robbed, and someone stole our laptops. So happy holidays us!

When we came to America, my mom stopped speaking Vietnamese to me and my older brother. That said, we lost a lot of our heritage right there. Well, a lot of times we tried to entertain ourselves (video games, computers and cable hadn't been invented yet). Often times we would sit around and listen to our mom talk on the phone to her Vietnamese friends. We would pick up on one or two words that sounded entertaining and repeat them to annoy her.
One particularly dreary morning it was raining out and my mom was on the phone jabbering away. My brother and I were jumping on her bed and she says "mu'a" which sounds to us like "moo" or "muuuuuuh" so we pick up on that word and decide to start acting like cows while repeating the word over, and over, and over...you get the idea.
My mom starts laughing so hard she has tears running down her face. She hangs up on her friend and tells us, "your darn crazy kid! You have to be careful when you say thing in Vietnamese! You say mu'a (pronounced muhhh) that mean rain. You say mu^'a (pronounced muah), that mean throw up!"
Can you really believe she told two kids that? Of course we ran with that saying the word over and over, while we were pretending to throw up. About that time we got kicked out of her room.

Fun stuff

When we first came to America my mom knew nothing of Easter. My dad had her make hard boiled eggs to color. Ever watch that Peanuts special? Yeah, that was my mom. First she peeled them, then when he yelled, she poached them, then she colored them raw, then boiled.
Another time they were making bread, they didn't know the difference between fresh yeast and packaged yeast. They put a whole brick of yeast in the dough, and it looked like the blob took over the kitchen. So they added more flour, and it still blobbed. They ended up with 23 'loaves' of bread. Once removed from the oven though, they realized they were more like bricks. The dog wouldn't even use them for chew toys. They were too heavy for the garbage guy to pick up. We ended up using them as a retaining wall. lol

Things I've learned

Jedi is my latest addition to my family; he is a wonderful dog! A bit overweight (95 lbs), but ready for a ton of fun. Here are a few things I have learned after having little Min-Pins for so long then getting a big dog.
1. Koi ponds + golden retrievers = hilarious
2. Goldens have a tail. I forgot that and so did my kids until the coffee table got cleared in one swoop.
3. A golden can flip a chinchilla in one sniff.
4. Goldens do not like rabbit food, but do find rabbits entertaining.
5. Goldens are tall enough to flip my elbow while cooking dinner. So then they like green beans. 6. A Golden's tongue is stronger than a plastic bowl. They can follow a dish around a kitchen island with great agility.
7. When a Min-Pin won't shut up they know how to cover the Min-pin's mouth.
8. Did I mention they have tails?
9. You can not take a shower with the door open, unless you want to shower with a dog.
10. A golden that can fetch will melt a husband's heart.

Dogs are Crazy

So Jedi started having food aggression issues. He snarls at his food while he eats it. Anyone can come up and touch his food, he just wags his tail. The other dogs and cats can even come up and share his bowl with him, nothing but happiness at that. He just snarls at his food. Should I correct it, or just keep laughing at him?

What a morning

Let me give a little back story...last week someone posted on my local Craig's List that they wanted to sell some cockatiels, but if they didn't get the money they would release them to the river. I sent them an email and told them I would foster the birds but only if they surrendered, I would not pay. Well, Friday I came home with 2 cockatiels.
Now on to my morning: So this particular morning I got up, and as I was getting ready to get in the shower Joey(son) knocks on the door. I say what? I hear “whomp whoomp womp whomp blarg.” I tell him to open the door so I can hear him. He tells me the bird cage is down, and the birds are missing. (BTW I discovered they are girls so I changed their names to Thelma and Louise).
So I go out there, and sure enough cage is on the floor and bird seed is everywhere. Travis(friend of son) and Joey are in a panic because they can’t find the birds. I tell them to quit looking on the ground. They look up and the birds are sitting on the fireplace mantle just looking around.
I clean up the mess and put the cage back together. Then dumb Travis decides he’s going to try to catch the birds. They don’t know him so of course they fly away. Now they’re agitated all over again. I put the dogs out, cause big ol Jedi is just in the way. Lock the cats in my room, and attempt to catch the birds. I go get one off the Jay & Silent Bob picture, and she bites the holy hell out of my index finger. You know what’s in your index finger? Yep a pulse point. So blood is spurting from my finger in shots, I let go of the bird and she flies and hides behind the deep fryer (let me tell you I was almost tempted). So I put pressure on my finger and clean up the blood spurts (looked like a bad horror flick I swear). I go over and use my other hand to catch her, and throw her into the cage. She of course bit the index finger on that hand too. So THEN, I go to catch the other bird, she’s hanging on the picture above the fireplace. I get a broom to scare her down, and she flies to the window. I sprayed her with water and caught her then put her back into the cage. Then I cleaned up the rest of the blood, and made some coffee.

Well let's call this the beginning

Where to begin...let's start with why this started. I play around on the Craig's list forums an awful lot. I have had a pretty full life, and some pretty goofy stories to go along with them. Starting with when I first came to America and had to learn a whole new culture, to the fact that I take nothing in life too seriously and can always find a bright side to anything.
I've told a lot of these stories to the Craig's list users. Some suggested I wright a book. Well here's where I'll keep track of my stories to compile into a book. Should be fun!