Holiday Cards!

It's that time again, folks.  Homemade holiday card season!

I have a whole new line of cards listed on my Etsy site!  

Some people watch football on Thanksgiving,
I design cards.  Cuz I'm a dork.

I will hand make your cards only after you order them.  Isn't that exciting!  Did you just eggnog yourself?  I know I did.  (I'm still a bit of a jerk, despite it being the holidays.  This biddy can't change...)

And if you liked last years line, you can still get those (pre-printed) at my CafePress Store.  (The CafePress store also has all my other designs for mugs, t-shirts, etc. that make great gifts!  Who doesn't want a "Meh" Mug in their stocking, hmmmm?)

Happy Holidays, everyone!

I Am A Bad Blogger

Dear Readers, 

Simply put: Crap.

So awhile back I said I would blog more.  Apparently, this was a complete lie.  (Just like the words "Lean Cuisine" and "Lindsay Lohan successfully completes rehab.")

"Jennifer, what caused this radio silence on your blog lately?" you may be asking. (Face it, you are asking.)  Well a few things caused it.  First of all my dog, Matilda, died in July.  Her decline was fast, but I still had to make the painful decision to take her to the vet and help end her suffering.  I was holding her on my lap when her heart stopped beating.  I swear mine did too.  I could write a lot more about this, but frankly it's quite sad and I'm not ready.  RIP Doodle Bug...

After that, I honestly didn't feel like writing on a regular basis. I didn't want to be behind a computer, I wanted to be in the company of people:  family, friends, dates, sketch group rehearsals, going to shows, etc.  I also adopted a new dog, Maggie, whom I adore.  She is a 4-year-old Chihuahua that I rescued from a local shelter in NYC.  She.  Is.  Amazing.  Full of life, slap happy and snuggly. She also "talks" so I feel like I have a roommate.  No, seriously. We have full conversations.  This morning, we chatted about economic policy followed by why she thinks shadows on the wall are evil.

"Shadows steal souls!"

So really, I plan to write more.  I feel like my mojo is back.  Life is stable again, which is a good thing.  So please stay tuned for stories.  And thank you for waiting!  

So here's YOUR assignment:  Ask questions & give topics you want me to address.  I'm happy to entertain all queries.

Until my next post, which is hopefully SOON, be good and fight the evil empire that is comprised of shadows cast on walls.  Maggie will be so pleased and could use some tips.  (She's really lousy at catching them.  Shortly after the picture above was taken she tried to bite the shadow.  Seriously.  All she ended up doing is bopping her nose on the wall.  She may be a hot mess.)

Hugs & Hoodies,

Jennifer

Online Dating

We've all done it, it's our dirty little secret. Or public secret.  Or just maybe it's just dirty.  Either way, I'm speaking about online dating, aka  The Scurge of our Century.

Online dating seems to be the only way I can meet someone, especially in NYC.  It's weird that in a city of 2984304809484 people living on top of each other (that's what she said) I've met nobody in real life, just cyber life.  Bygones.

Anyway, I believe I will be alone a little bit longer as I received this email today.  There is SO MUCH wrong with it that I barely know where to begin.  Please brace yourself and read:

Coming across your profile i have some feelings in me, Your beautiful smile that happens to come on your face,charming face which all men wants but something special which all men dont see and that is your heart which contain so much that i will love to get to know more about ..i will be glad if you give me the moment to get to know more about you.
Your smile proves so much,you are a woman with a charming smile which shows a longer and future relationship,which a man will pray for that man who knows the worth of a family.Something is special about you and that is your high sence of humor..Hmmmm..you are a God gift.then why dont you be my gift as well..you will wonder how much i know this but remember that eyes is the mirrow of the heart and soul.
Yeah i am far away from you,which i think might be a problem but i think sometimes you meet people near you getting to know them and at the end of the day they break your heart but precisely i really wanted to relocate for my business expansion and for the happiness of a beautiful family which i pray for. I will love to hear from you soon,
Hope to read a reply from you soon.

#1:  No, you will neither hear nor will you read a reply from me soon.

#2:  SPELLING!  Ask God for the gift of spell check!

#3:  I am a God Gift, that is your only correct item in this email.  Well done.

#4:  We won't be having a family together.  Gross.

#5:  Did you go to public school?  If so you owe a lot of tax payers their money back.

Sigh....

So the search continues.  The bar is set pretty low, but unless the next guy calls me a God Gift, I'm not sure we have a future together.

The Robots - Episode 6 - "The Email"

Oh dear my, my little Robots are in a fix.  This episode is based on a true email, read verbatim in the episode.  But to protect the innocent and the ignorant, their names have been changed.  Enjoy - pip pip!

Letters from Jennifer... Beauty Edition!

My latest batch of letters can be seen HERE on The Makeup Blogger's site.  Help support my friend's site and have a laugh at my expense as that truly is the best kind of laugh.

Happy 4th of July weekend!

The Robots - Episode 5: "Change of Life"

Ohhhh how I missed my quirky and weird little robots.  But if you have been following me on Twitter (why wouldn't you?) and memorized all my tweets (why wouldn't you?) then you'll know that for a period of time I boycotted the Xtranormal site as they 1) Got rid of the two voices I used and 2) started charging money.  The creative side of me was pissed, as was my frugal side.  So I pouted.  And tweeted.  Which are actually turning into the same thing in my life lately.  (I kid!  Happy as a lark!  Mostly.)

ANYHOOO.... Fast forward to just NOT BEING ABLE TO STAY AWAY from my robots.  They are different now though and struggling with their new identities, ergo the title of this episode, "Change of Life."

I hope you'll love and embrace my new-ish robots.  I know if they had feelings they would hug and embrace you back.  Enjoy!

Latest Post....

I'm really enjoying my walks down memory lane while writing these columns for The Make-Up Blogger.  Please read my latest (painful) journey into my (hilarious yet not debilitating) past.  Enjoy!

READ COLUMN HERE!

New Cards!

I like cards.  I like receiving them, sending them and putting one up my sleeve. (Buh-dum-dum.)  If you remember, I made homemade hand-stamped Holiday cards this past year and I enjoyed making each one!  So I finally have general note cards for sale on my Etsy site.  Click HERE to see!

Here's a preview of a few of my cards that are for sale!

I'm selling them as 5 cards for $10.  You can also customize your order.  Change the color, take away or add "thank you" and we can discuss bulk discounts.  Whatever you like!  I'm a flexible biddy.  (That's what she said.)

Enjoy!!

Sunday Letters From Jennifer...

Dear Summer,

STOP IT.  You're quite early and frankly I am over your rude behavior of party crashing.  Let Spring have it's time here on Earth.  Is that SO hard for you to do?

I hate tank tops,

Jennifer (Eolin)

PS - I also hate sweating.

PPS - Seriously, there's not enough Shower to Shower to make you, Summer, tolerable.

PPPS - My electric bill hates you too.

PPPPS - I am cc'ing Humidity on this letter.

*****

Dear Politicians, Professional Athletes, Actors, et al,

You will get caught.  It's not the 70's anymore.  It's called Social Media for a reason.

Fail Whale,

Jennifer (Eolin)

PS - WHY do boys send pictures of their crotches?  

PPS - WHY do girls send pictures of their boobs?

PPPS - WHY do people still take self portraits in mirrors?

PPPPS - WHY don't these people have actual self-esteem and need validation by others?

PPPPPS - And why do I care so much?

PPPPPPS - And why is it NEWS?

PPPPPPPS - Grumpy fists!

******

Dear Illy Coffee,

Thank you for making a decaf coffee that doesn't taste like an ogre's dirty footbath water.

Hazelnut surprises,

Jennifer (Eolin)

PS - Could you maybe come down in price a little?

PPS - What do you mean that would compromise your flavor?

PPPS - But I'm on a fixed income!

PPPPS - Well could you go on sale more often?

PPPPPS - Yes, I understand I'm not the boss of you.

PPPPPPS - Well there's no need to call me names.  Especially that one.

PPPPPPPS - I still love you.

And Yet Another Column....

Dearest Readers,

Please pop on over to check out my latest COLUMN on The Makeup Blogger's site.  I'm writing a collection of memoirs from my life (duh?) that have to do with makeup, skin care and beauty in general.  Needless to say, I'm dashingly witty and adorable, so please check it out!

Hugs and mascara flakes,

Jennifer (Eolin)

My Column for The Make-Up Blogger

Hi!  My very good friend Christina runs a great blog called, The Make-Up Blogger.  I have started writing a column titled "My Journey Into Make-Up" which are little memoirs from when I was just a wee lass stumbling into the world of make-up (which is a big deal for girls, and some boys and the band KISS).

So please enjoy - and READ IT HERE!

Happy Friday!!

Sunday Letters From Jennifer...

Dear Apocalypse,

Well, well.  The dinner party was for 6pm and you missed it.  You even had carte blanche to show up ANYWHERE it happened to be 6pm.  That's a lot of time zones to choose from, buddy!  And please don't tell me that "you didn't know."  C'mon.  Your invite was spray painted on buildings, posted in every subway car, and on billboards across the nation.  It was on the news, on Twitter and even being talked about by the locals in the middle of the post-office.  It was your party and you blew it.

You, Apocalypse, are a lazy daisy.

In light of your flakiness (are you by chance from LA?), may I suggest that you send your host a note explaining why you didn't arrive on schedule.  You see, you left Mr. Camping very "bewildered" as to why you would blow him off without even a text message saying, "Running late!" or "Traffic on the freeway is a bi-atch right now!"  And listen, I get it, Oakland isn't The Ritz, but surely you could humble yourself to at least poke your head in for a minute and say, "What up, Holmes?" before giving your fake excuse to leave early, right?  (You are from LA, aren't you?)

Since you've deeply offended your host and his party guests, (who are still slightly burning from your no-show antics from the 90's) I suggest when you do show up that you do the following to avoid further egg on your  face:

* Bring a gift.  Mayhaps a box of wine or a nice floral arrangement to help everyone forget your uber-douche past.

* Text when you are on your way.  "OMW" is sufficient, hip and now. 

* Bring a handwritten note to each party guest, letting them know how sorry you are for making them waste their time and money preparing for your last party.  Especially that family that had a baby and spent their life savings in a week.  Yeah.  You may want to just drop that one in a mailbox now and draw a happy face on their envelope.

* Actually RSVP next time.  Check your Facebook invites on a computer and click, 'YES.'  

Okay, you have a lot of work to do, mister.  But chin up, maybe someday you'll show up.  Just like Santa Claus.  (I keep hoping...)

Sins and Hugs,

Jennifer (Eolin)

PS - Why are dogs excluded from your party, btw?  RUDE!

PPS - My dogs are potty trained so it wouldn't be a big deal.

PPPS - Okay, Annie will pee on your rug, but only once and that's just to let you she loves you.

PPPPS - Oh and Matilda has horrible breath and hacks up phlegm every ten minutes.

PPPPPS - Okay, I see your point.

*****

Dear Justin Timberlake,

PLEASE ALWAYS BE ON SATURDAY NIGHT LIVE.  Without you, it's Saturday Night Coma.  (Ba-dum-dum.)

It's Okay If It's A 3-Way,

Jennifer (Eolin)

PS - Can I send you and Andy Samberg my address?

PPS - No, really, can I?

PPPS - I'm local.

PPPPS - I can take a cab to you.  No big whoop.  I'm easy.

PPPPPS - That's what she said.

Letters from Jennifer...

Dear NYC Pedestrians,

Well look at you out and about after a long winter's nap!  Welcome!  However, I have a few suggestions to make your journey into the world a bit easier for all of us.

1) Do not stroll!  Nothing is more annoying that the pedestrian who just lollygags along the sidewalk, meandering aimlessly on the sidewalk like a game of lazy Frogger. Get in a lane, adjust your mirrors and WALK.  If you want to stroll make like an elderly person and do laps at Macy's.  

2) Stop straddling lanes!  What are you, a Hummer?  (No, you're not!)  Just like the road, stay in your lane. Let me pass on the left without getting bodychecked, k?

3) NO texting!  Pull your ass over to text.  Duane Reade has a great awning you can stand under so you won't get a sunburn or rained on.  I'm not kidding, my toes are sore from your lack of navigation.

4) It's Springtime.  Put your f'ing Uggs in the closet, k?

Okay, I hope that was helpful for you.  I know it was helpful for me.  

Right of way,

Jennifer

PS - I'm really serious about the Uggs.  

*******

Dear Mister Softee,

I inwardly giggle like a 12-year-old every time I see your truck.

Childishly yours,

Jennifer

PS - HAHAHAHAHAA!  "Mister Softee!"  HAHAHHAHAHAA!

PPS - I can be very childish.  

PPPS - VERY.

PPPPS - HAHAHHAHAHHAAAA!  Oh it doesn't get old.  No, trust me on that one.

*******

Dear Allergies,

Please make like a pair of Uggs and make yourself scarce.

Achoo cough hack achoo,

Jennifer

PS - There's just not enough Flonase in the world to make you okay.

PPS - Zyrtec is like the new amateur hour.

PPPS - You make me hate flowers.

PPPPS - You make me unattractive.

PPPPPS - I need all the help I can get.

PPPPPPS - I'm not kidding.

And Now, A Moment With Matilda....

"Ohmigod.  Feel a yawn coming on."

"I can't stop it!  Here it comes!"

"Blaaaaaaaah!"

"BLAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

"All done.  What?"

(Special thanks to Amber Marlow Photography!)

New "Cute As A Button" Series - MONSTERS!

"Good art is in the wallet of the beholder."

-- Kathy Lette

Since deciding, "I'm going to paint for a living," I've actually been painting for a living!  (A very modest living, but it's living!)  I have to say, it feels good.  After leaving a career in comedy/performing, it's nice to still be able to do something that is creative that doesn't involve playing at instrument on the subway. (Yesterday's in-car concert, JAZZ FLUTE.  So rude.)

My concentration lately has been on creating art for babies, toddlers and kids.  I believe that art is an ESSENTIAL in a child's life.  It helps spur creativity, happiness and imagination.  So I came up with my "Cute As A Button" line for my nephew, Nate.  These animals hang over his bed and keep him company while he sleeps.  Yesterday, I came into his room to get him after his nap and he was sitting in his crib, looking up at the paintings.  I like to think he was thinking, "Wow, that Auntie Jennifer is quite the talent!  I can feel my brain making new neural pathways and my synapses are firing on all cylinders!"  (He was probably thinking, "I think I pooped."  Bygones.)

So now I have a new line for toddlers: Cute As A Button - MONSTERS!  But they are fun, cute and happy monsters (unlike Frankenstein or the IRS).  I came up with them one day and doodled them in my "doodle book."  (Look, some people have little black books, I have a doodle book.  Shut up, I know I'm single.)

Monster inception.  Rated PG.

Next, I got out 2 5x7 inch stretched canvases and starting outlining.

At this stage my friends thought I was making a rabbit
and a Pac Man ghost.  NOTE TO SELF: Don't let friends
see your art until it's done.

And then finally, the finished product! 

Introducing Abernathy & Bartholomew the Monsters!

Each "Monster" will teach a toddler a lesson through a poem.  (I'm writing them now and they will be revealed on my Etsy site when they are finished.)  Abernathy loves to smile and brush is teeth, while Bartholomew likes to keep his shoes tied and put them under his bed at night. 

So what is the point of all this?  I'll tell you:

* Inspiring kids to draw, paint, whatever!  CREATE!

* Getting kids interested in the arts, museums, etc.

* Conversation pieces for children and their parents

* Giving parents nice artwork to hang in their kids room that isn't a piece of plastic crap from China.  (No offense, China....)

So stay tuned, the Monsters will have more joining them and will be coming to my Etsy store SOON!  (Also note, I do commissioned pieces so if you have something specific you want, let me know!)

Thanks for helping to support a struggling, new old biddy!

Please vote for "The Sandpit"!

Please help my ridiculously talented brother-in-law, Sam, win a WEBBY!

His wonderful short film, The Sandpit, has been nominated for a Webby award in the Viral and Music categories.  Please vote for it in both categories!

And refresh your memory here of the tiny little movie that could.... A day in the life in NYC as told in time-lapsed tilt shift.  Every time I watch it, I see something new.  Enjoy!

The Sandpit from Sam O'Hare on Vimeo.

ETSY STORE IS OPEN!

HAPPY FISTS!  Finally... after all this blabbing about "I'm going to open my Etsy store SOON!" I can say, "Soon is now, start shopping!"

You can visit TheNewOldBiddy Etsy Store here!

Please enjoy and keep a look out for more coming soon - including handstamped cards and my "Cute As A Button" series that will be custom made just for you!

ALSO - there is a button on the side that will allow you to "request a custom item" - go ahead and shoot me an email letting me know what you want.  We'll work it out!

Please enjoy!  :)

Spring Has Sprung - New Painting!

Spring is my favorite season (not just because I get presents on my birthday), followed by autumn, followed by winter and then a distant fourth is the hot goo season we call "summer."  (Or "complete bullshit" as I like to call it everyday I walk outside of my apartment and realize that the shower I took is now null and void.)

Anyhoo... My latest painting endeavor was inspired by my favorite season:

It's Spring!  Where's my Flonase?

This painting took awhile and I looooooooooooooooooove it.  It's acrylic on a 14"x18" canvas panel.

Here's how this painting happened.... I started out using this painting as a practice canvas for testing out texture using the plastic bag technique you've heard me yammer on about.  I'd slap paint on the canvas and then let it dry with a plastic bag over it.  4 layers and 4 plastic bags later, I had this:

I'll be honest, I didn't know what I was painting.  I was merely playing with paint and texture.  (I REALLY like plastic bags, ya'll...) I emailed this draft  to my friend Jenn who politely said, "I see trees."  So I let that sink in and I put the painting aside for awhile.  Then one day I looked at it and said, "I see the background of Spring."  And with that, the final layer, Spring, was added (but no bags, just paint).

I used varnish sponges for the stems and streaks of light and sea sponges for the flowers.  Here are some close-ups so you can really see the texture and mixture of all the layers of paint:

This painting will be going up for sale once my Etsy shop is established.  Who's gonna be the lucky person who gets to hang this in their home, hmmmm?  

The "Cute As a Button" Series Continues!

It was my nephew's first birthday this weekend!  TIME FLIES.  I remember when he was just a wrinkle of a baby and now he's got teeth, is walking around and says, "Hi, Mom!"  Craaaazy.

To jog your memories, I made him a series of paintings for Christmas called, "Cute As a Button."  It's just cute animals on 5x7 inch canvases.  And somewhere, a button is involved.  Here's Christmas again...

And here's what I made for him to add to his wall for his birthday:

AND.... my mom's birthday was last week and she wanted some artwork for his bedroom there, so she got these yesterday:

So now Nate is outfitted with the hottest thing going in kid art in both his houses.  Such a spoiled little boy!  Happy birthday, Nate!

I Get Bored... Part 2 - UPDATED!

Okay... so I made a few more.  Sue me.  (But don't expect to win anything, unless you want some rusty silverware that sat in my sink for too long or a dog that needs new kidneys.)

Enjoy!

JUST ADDED this morning!

The rest were posted last night - you may still enjoy them.  :)

I Get Bored...

...so I make things.  Here are someEcards that I made lately - enjoy and feel free to pass them along!

10,000 Baby Steps

Fact:  One thing I like about winter is that I can wear 239584903843094 layers of clothes.  I also like that layers of clothing hide all imperfections.  (Shut up, I like cheese.  A lot of cheese.  All the time.  Full time cheese party here, folks.)

Fact:  I have gained weight in the past year.  This isn't a bad thing really as I was a size 4 and now I'm an 8 so I'm by NO means fat.  BUT, I am out of shape and my metabolism is shot.  

Fact:  I gained a lot of this weight when my dad passed away.  The second he passed our house was inundated with all kinds of food, mainly trays of lasagna and deli platters.  (I now say that when a friend suffers a death in their family, I'll send a condolence card and a can of Slim Fast with a note saying, "You'll thank me later.  I say this part jokingly, but mostly sincerely.)

FACT:  I need to work out again.  I've been lazy.  (I'm really good at lazy because I can multi-task "lazy" with "eating cheese.")

A friend said to me last week, "I'm wearing my pedometer today."  This reminded me that I had one (somewhere) and that I'd read about how we need to walk 10,000 steps a day to stay in shape (which averages about 5 miles).  I found my pedometer and saw the last number registered on it: "2,549."  Ooops.  That's not so hot.  

So last Saturday I put on my pedometer and clocked in roughly 18,000 steps.  WOW.  I walked to and from work, then to a friend's place, then to the Whitney Museum on the east side (gross) and then to the bus that took us home (which was a good thing as my legs almost fell off the next morning).  

Since wearing the pedometer I've clocked in 10,000 (or more) almost every day.  On my day off from work, I clocked in 6,500 (something in that area).  All in all, not bad.  I'm fairly impressed.  

Downside: OH MY GOD MY LEGS AND KNEES HURT.  This may be because I had been wearing my Sketcher Shape-Ups and WOW they worked me out a little too hard.  (One customer at work asked me, "Do those sneakers work your ass out?"  Needless to say, he was met with the famous Eolin, "Jackass Stare.") Anyhoo, as a result of my over-zealousness with the Shape-Ups, I have apply a sexy layer of Icy Hot every night.  (Actually it's a generic brand, because this biddy's on a budget.)   

Today I walked 11,400 steps.  WHEEEE!  Tomorrow is my day off work but I'm hoping to at least hit 7000 steps with my errands.

I'll try to give updates on my progress.  I've been walking to and from work for about 2 months now and my jeans are fitting better for sure.  I'm not weighing myself as I'm more concerned with being in shape than being an exact number.  

So if you live in NYC and you see me powering down the street (sometimes with my dog, Annie, who is NOT excited about my 10,000 steps a day program and would rather take a cab) get out of my way.  I will plow you over and I will mutter under my breath, like the proper biddy that I am.  You've been warned!

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

I think this picture of my nephew sums up the title of this blog adequately:

"Today my formula is green!
And so is the stuff in my nose."

Latest Paintings and Things...

I haven't painted as much this week as I'd like, but for good reason - my new pooch, Annie!  (Her proper name is Anya, but her nickname is Annie, or Anna Banana, or Annie Granny or Lady Doodle or whatever.  Shut up.  I'm single.)

Here are some more paintings that will go up in my Etsy store!  (Which, yes, is still under construction.  I still need to photograph the paintings properly and set up graphics and all that.  Yeah.  Should be open by next year.  Blergh...)

First up, an instant favorite, TAR-JAY!

Jennifer misses Target.  Can you tell?

The canvas panel is 11x14 inches.  The background is acrylic paint (portrait pink, white and unbleached white).  The bag was applied and dried for about 10 hours. And voila, art!  (Target IS art.  You don't get to argue with me about that.  IT IS ART.  So shut it.)

Second up:  That is "Shurfine"!

This makes me want hot chocolate.

This canvas panel is 9x12 inches.  The canvas was prepped with white and unbleached white acrylic paint and then the bags were placed on top and they dried (like the one above) for about 10 hours.

I love how this turned out!!  What a peaceful setting.  My mom supplied me with this bag.  It's from a store in her tiny corner of the world, they used this as their holiday bag.  I had to cut out a "Shurfine" logo out of the middle and collage the sky to make it a complete picture.  

Last...  Flowers from the Caribbean! 

SQUEE!  Flowers!  My favorite!

Unlike Chunk from The Goonies, I love nature.  (As long as its just on my canvas....)  

This canvas panel is 9x12 inches.  The canvas was prepped with unbleached white paint.  What I did next was paint an impression of what the color of the flowers/leaves/stem would be (as the flower on the bag is merely a red outline).  This had to be done quite quickly as acrylic paint dries SO FAST.  (I have a "slow drying" medium to add to my paint for the next go-around.)  The bag then stayed on (again) for 10 hours or so.

I love the imperfection and impressionism of this.  Here's a close-up.

Alright, that's it for now.  But expect more soon!  (And yes, the store to open someday before I'm dead...)

The Doodle Brigade Expands: Welcome, Anya!

I am very happy to announce the newest member of the Doodle Brigade: ANYA!

"I am NOT an Ewok."

I can hear you asking: "Lady, why did you get a new dog?"  Well, I'll tell you.  Little Matilda is in her last months, and Anya is a great little pooch who needed a home immediately.  Let me explain....

The past few weeks have been very sad and stress filled.  Matilda's health has been in steady decline and this past weekend the vet gave me the news: "She has liver and kidney function failure.  But the remedies for those conditions clash with her congestive heart failure.  We'll do our best with supplements, but she has a few months at the most."  (Insert collective crying here.)

Matilda has thus far outlived every vets' prediction since I got her over 2 years ago.  Originally she wasn't supposed to live for 2 months.  But Matilda seems to have 45945490 lives (but no dollars to pay the vet bills for these lives!) and she is doing her best to be a proper doggie biddy and live forever.  

"I am wearing my best biddy sweater.
Now get off my lawn."

Now back to Anya.  I have known Anya for about 6 months.  She lived with my best friends along with their other dog, until one day the dogs decided that they actually don't get along.  Much sadness and attempts at fixing their dogs' relationship ensued, but nothing worked.  With heavy hearts, my friends approached me and asked if I'd take Anya into my home.  I couldn't accept fast enough.

In the short time that Anya has been here, Matilda has improved!  No, her health problems are not fixed (although I wish) but she is acting more like herself than she has in weeks.  This morning Matilda found the energy to chase Anya around the living room.  Anya was THRILLED.  Then at "food time" both danced at my feet as I filled their bowls.  Co-habitation between pooches is so far so good.  

And best yet, I work at a dog grooming/boarding shop so Anya comes to work with me and spends the day running around while Matilda takes the day to rest.  The only thing Anya isn't 100% thrilled about is that I walk to work, which is roughly 37 blocks away (one way).  Yesterday she tried to hail a cab on our walk.  I'm not kidding.

So please enjoy the pictures of my newest family members and keep little Matilda in your thoughts.  Let's hope that she can live as long as her body will let her, and that Anya and I have an amazing life and adventure together!

"I have made myself at home and redecorated the floor."

"Ummm... where are my toys?  I swear they were JUST here."

"37+37= 74 blocks!  74!  Zzzzzzzzzzz."

"HA!  I get to ride in a stroller. Suck it up, Buttercup."

"Mmm, Lady's lap.  Zzzzzzzzz."