November 25

I Just Lost My Mind

Coco is not the brightest bulb of a dog, but she IS house-trained.

(And she possesses a bladder of steel.  If she needed to, she could probably deal with a single outing every 14 hours or so.)

(Lest you be too quick to cheer at that, though . . . she can wait all day.  BUT.  She could go out, rid herself of all liquid, come back in, see Knobby coming in the door . . . and piddle on the floor.  She’s an excitable piddler.  I think of her every time I see one of those horrible “bladder mesh surgery” commercials.  *Oy*)


All I’m trying to say here, is that with the exception of greeting newcomers at the door with a piddle puddle . . . at least she’s trustworthy inside.

So it was very strange, very out of the ordinary, that two days ago Coco had an extreme accident on the stairs.  And I’m not talking a piddle puddle.  It was one of those hold your nose and seriously contemplate if it might be easier to cut out that section of carpet and have it replaced.

(Actually, I will say — as I knelt there and scrubbed.  And scrubbed.  And scrubbed . . . I was incredibly cheered by the realization that this section of carpet WOULD be replaced soon . . . because it was part of the stairs that will be extended and brought down a different direction.  “WELL THERE YOU GO!”)

(But of course, I still cleaned it.  I have this child who scours the house for every messy opportunity, you know.  Plus, we are not animals.)

“This child” knelt beside me on the stairs, actually.  He brought me additional cleaning supplies when asked, and spent the rest of the time manning the trash can, asking “why did Coco poop on stairs?”, etc.  He was VERY perplexed that any creature could have possibly done that, in the house, and on the carpet (Sweet THANK YOU shout-outs to his “Potty” book — “Where does puppy go potty?  Oh.  Puppy goes potty out in the yard.” — as well as God and My OCD for making him one extremely careful potty-trainer.  We’ve had two totally dry nights, HOORAY!!  The light at the end of nappy tunnel, I can see it.).

Well, you sort of run out of ways to answer the question . . . and by the 27th inquiry as to Coco’s motivation, I went from instructional tidbits to “ONCE AND DONE, OLIVER” to “Coco just went and lost her mind”.

It was then QUITE hilarious when O happened to shut a cabinet door too hard (I’ve always been hard on him about steering clear of cabinets and appliances, because I can’t cry over dents and scratches, you guys) — and as he looked at me in shock, he declared in a hilariously calmly tone while softly shaking his head:  “I just LOST my MIND”.

It is now the new favorite for all oops.

Forget to put your lollipop stick in the trash can?  “I just LOST my MIND.”

Bumped his car into the dining table?  “I just LOST my MIND.”

He’s so funny, I JUST LOST MY MIND.

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September 20


Another day/week, another plan for the house. It’s now been a full month (and a few days) since The Great Hole in the Wall of 2016. There was the immediate stage of “OMG this WALL fell in, we have to fix it right away!!”. Then the decision that if we were going to re-do one […]

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September 4

Repair Replace Renovate

Y’all . . . I’ve been feeling that I needed to update the sole reader who might be out there wondering what has been going on with our surprise hole in the wall. I honestly thought I’d recapped something by now, but . . . no, you, sole reader, have sadly been left all out […]

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August 22

Little Minion Charming

A funny little Minion story. This weekend we went down to visit Garm and PopPop. (It had been a while since our last visit.) Well, you know how I love Sephora, and it just so happened that I had bought something online that hadn’t been spectacular, but I was procrastinating shipping it back b/c that […]

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August 15

Wet Sand

Y’all. Yesterday was our wedding anniversary. The symbolic present for this one was “steel”, so we made a joke about replacing our shower faucet.  Being brushed steel and all. Knobby tired of me debating five different ones that I would order, so he rushed us to a big box store to make me pick out […]

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July 22

Amarilli mia bella.

Started new songs. This is the first run at one. Amarilli mia bella. One of the inescapable 24 Italian Songs.

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July 11

Renovation Relics and Tubthumping

I told Mom the other night, that perhaps Mimi did NOT approve of my painting the doors and trim all white, and she was expressing her displeasure by striking down all these necessaries in our house. (I was only half joking.  You don’t mess with Mimi, here or in Heaven. She will take you OR […]

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July 7

All I Have to Say About That.

Well. I have more bad news. In review: MasterBath plumbing bit the dust and we have to at the VERY least replace all the bath faucet whatevers, which also involves replacing the tile.   “Ok”, we said, “we need to do that anyway b/c the grout is gone and we know from the window install […]

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July 4

Valium. Vicodin. Vodka.

Isn’t there a saying, about how bad things happen in threes?  Almost immediately after the entry level sedan windows were installed in our house, some parts of our main bathtub plumbing gave up the ghost.  I can only assume that they were envious that the original windows got to stop working after so many years […]

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June 25


The previous post’s song was for that late night ritual, The way you’d lay in bed as a teenager, Lights out, House still, Staring at the ceiling, Your cd player whirling, Studio headphones on, Revelations and Relaxation. This song, though — This is for the morning, Drinking your coffee, Facing a day of chores, Swooping […]

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