I never ever know what to say in my posts. I guess that’s going to have to change yes?
What’s this site about? Well it’s more than a blog. “but it sure looks like a blog doesn’t it?” you ask.
Well yeah it does, but that doesn’t make it less than what it is. It’s a journey. Not sure yet what it’s a journey to but then the trip should be a blast.
Currently there are several things going on in my life. Running a webiste for South Beach Dieters. South Beach Friends Message Board which of course started as an offshoot of a board that we all met on. We were all following South Beach Diet (me included) and had one of the ongoing ‘vets are so mean to newbies fights’ and someone said ‘if you all wanna be so mean why not go start your own board?’
So I did! So there! Of course I never imagined it would turn into a true domain with users finding us on Google! I figured it would be 25 friends whining and bitching about how idiots try to change the diet and then complain when it doesn’t work.
I still feel that way. that SBD works. and it works well. For some people. For me not so well. for people like me not so well.
so I’m going to change my life. but more about that later.
Other things I have to deal with Children. I have 3. 2 boys and a girl.
the boys:
Older Son (OS) is almost 25. OMG am I really old enough to have a 25 year old child? WHAT? I’m NOT 18 anymore??? ugh. OS is a special child. not just to me. He currently lives in a group home nearby and is in a special program for adults with emotional problems.

Younger Son (YS) is nearly 23 and graduates from Drexel this coming June. he’s a funny kid.

neither of them live with us.
the girl child
and yes we do call her Girl Child. She is the bonus that came with the husband (more about him later). Met her dad who was supposed to be fun and games but you know how that goes… she was 9 then. now she’s nearly 17! and she’s a good kid. A smart kid. a FUNNY kid. MY KID. and I love her. just like my boys! I really hate that society thinks you have to physically birth a child to be the parent.

ok enough about the two legged kids… now let’s talk about:
THE FUR BABIES
yes we currently have 2 fur babies. We have Harley who is a 15 month old Newfoundland (Landseer) and we have Hannah our 7 year old Pitador.
In February 2002 I got Bagel. (huh? who? what? I thought this story was about Hannah and Harley?!– well it is but you need to know about Bagel too)

Bagel at about age 2 Hugging Hannah age 10 weeks
I got Bagel from the Baltimore SPCA after the Baltimore Humane Society Turned me down. (bless their hearts). Bagel was a curmugeon of a dog. He was never warm and loving and was always very independent. He did what he wanted and I had semi-control over him. He was large and black and was clearly part Newfoundland. He was about 2 years old. I loved him and he saved me. Because of him I was able to finally get out of a bad marriage that needed ending long before Bagel arrived. Of course the second disaster said “i’m being replaced by a dog” and I said “yep” 
But I was working long hours and felt Bagel was lonely so I got Hannah. Oy. 9 weeks old. Fearless. my little yellow dog. Well not mine. Bagel’s. He picked her out. While Bagel knew ‘speak’ and ‘down’, Hannah knew ‘come’ and ‘stay’ never could get both dogs to do both things. I’m not a great dog mom.
Fast forward to Summer 2008. Bagel is not doing well. I take him to the vet (now remember he’s fat because he has a thyroid condition and a lazy mommy. He has Lyme Disease. a BAD case. A titer over 30 is bad. Bagel’s is over 300. We give him meds and he gets better. and then one day, he can’t walk. Back to the vet we go. He has a herniated disk in his neck. We don’t know from what. A week at the vet on
steroids and he can’t move still. We make the horrendously painful decision to put him down on September 14, 2008. <insert horrid sobbing and tears here>. Hannah is lost. Brian (the husband I have not yet talked about) is devastated. I’m sad. yes I am. in fact even now i’m on the verge of tears. But Bagel is at peace now. Waiting for us at the Rainbow Bridge
well we felt lost so we contacted Donna at Autumn Acres Rescue because I had previously done some transport for her. and asked about a Landseer puppy. A male. She happened to have 2. Dallas and Phoenix. Brothers. I could NOT take both. (which is good because Phoenix is in an awesome home in upstate New York). I took Dallas. But we changed his name to Harley.
He was ten months old when we got him that was 5 months ago. He’s still skittish but he’s doing much much better. and he’s growing. he was 78 pounds when we got him. he’s up to 96 pounds and he’s a delight. Every day in every way it gets better.
Now Brian (again with the husband) wants A MASTIFF. OY. we live in a townhouse for goodness sake. Maybe next year.
The Husband
Met Brian online in an AOL Chat room around Thanksgiving 2002. Met him at Betty and Jakes Bar about a week later. He was a player. and I was ok with that. it was fun and games ya know. He’s ELEVEN YEARS younger than I am. and he’s a doll baby. Spring 2004 he gave up the playing ways and moved in with me. December 31, 2004 we got married:

The day was gorgeous 70 degress and sunny on New Years Eve in Maryland.
The party was great.
and now for the rest of the story as this post is getting way too long…
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