There was also a dog show in Bossier City Saturday and I told Melissa that I was thinking of going to watch the Danes show. She got excited and told me she would call Jennifer, another owner/breeder/handler and the president of the Great Dane Club of Louisiana (GDCLA)that was going to be showing, so she would keep an eye out for me. Taylor and I got ready and headed over. It was my first dog show and it was a lot of fun! I got a kick out of all the dogs and Jennifer was there showing me the ropes. I must admit that it got me thinking that showing could be fun! I stayed afterwards for the GDCLA meeting, submitted our application for the club and got some good recommendations for trainers in the area. I met some beautiful Danes though I'm out of the loop as far as who's who. To be honest, I don't care too much about the lineage as I don't breed, and don't plan on ever breeding, it just looked like a lot of fun to do with your dog. Though I might be more interested in obedience competition or rally. I did pick up a pamphlet for certified therapy dogs, they have testing twice a year, with a few kinks worked out, Cossie might be pretty good at that! We came home and I made dinner while Drew studied for his test.
Today Drew worked in the morning and I did some housework. When Drew got home he studied for a while, then helped me with some more housework. He watched Taylor so I could take a much needed nap, of course after half an hour she fell asleep and napped for two hours.. how does he do that???? Now it's evening, Taylor is sleeping, I'm blogging, Drew is studying. Not much planned for the week. My neighbor invited me to a scrapbook crop on Friday evening so I'll go to that with Taylor. Not sure how much actual scrapbooking I'll get done, but at least I'll meet more people!
I'm still working on Taylor's room, it's been hard with Drew on swings, working this weekend and I want to make sure he has plenty of time to study, so I might not actually finish it for a while. I have a few pictures from this weekend, but I've got to get them off my camera and I'm pretty tired tonight still so I'll make that something I work in in the next day or two.
I also got this to my inbox the other day and it made me giggle, so I thought I'd share!
office,was asked by the woman recorder to state her occupation.
She hesitated, uncertain how to classify herself.
What mean is, ' explained the recorder, 'do you have a job or are
you just a ..?
'Of course I have a job,' snapped the woman.
'I'm a Mom.
'We don't list 'Mom' as an occupation,'housewife'
covers it,'Said the recorder emphatically.
I forgot all about her story until one day I found
myself in the same situation, this time at our own Town Hall.
The Clerk was obviously a career woman, poised,
efficient, and possessed of a high sounding title like,
'Official Interrogator' or 'Town Registrar.'
'What is your occupation?' she probed.
What made me say it I do not know.
The words simply popped out.
'I'm a Research Associate in the field of
Child Development and Human Relations.'
The clerk p aused, ball-point pen froze n in m midair and
looked up as though she had not heard right.
I repeated the title slowly emphasizing the most significant
words.Then I stared with wonder as my pronouncement was
written,in bold, black ink on the official questionnaire.
'Might I ask,' said the clerk with new interest,
'just what you do in your field?'
Coolly, without any trace of fluster in my voice,
I heard myself reply,
'I have a continuing program of research,
(what mother doesn't)
In the laboratory and in the field,
(normally I would have said indoors and out).
I'm working for my Masters, (first the Lord and then the whole family)
and already have four credits (all daughters).
Of course, the job is one of the most demanding
in the humanities,(any mother care to disagree?) and I often
work 14 hours a day, (24 is more like it). But the job is more
challenging than most run-of-the-mill careers and
the rewards are more of a satisfaction rather than just money.
There was an increasing note of respect in the clerk's voice as
she completed the form, stood up, and personally ushered me to
As I drove into our driveway, buoyed up by my glamorous new career,
I was greeted by my lab assistants -- ages 13, 7, and 3.
Upstairs I could hear our new experimental model,
(a 6 month old baby) in the child development
program,testing out a new vocal pattern.
I felt I had scored a beat on bureaucracy! And I had gone on the
official records as someone more distinguished
and indispensable to mankind than 'just another Mom.'
What a glorious career! Especially when the re's a title on the door.
Hope everyone had a fabulous weekend!