Other then that we saw a pet shop to day and a guy FED A RAT TO A SNAKE OMFG I am never going back I am so having nightmares so-

Not so goodnight party ppls!

Anyways, see if you can name the movie that literally saw me and my ‘little’ bruv through our adolescence! I will give you a picture and a quote to help!

“Through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered I have fought my way here to the castle beyond the Goblin City to take  back the child you have stolen, for my will is as strong as yours and my kingdom as great. You have no power over me!”

It’s a classic! absolute classic!

I have seen fighting the creep of un-wellness all week but like a movie monster my legs were grab and I was dragged into the illness.  I have to say my creativity has been working over time of late and I keep seeing idea and projects that should be explored.  

I feel that when I am sick and am no longer human but something that lives with the wisdom of a crocodile.  I wish to be snugged and hugged with someone who cars that brings me tea and reads to me. 

So yeah Uncle David’s folks are home and its about time don’t get me wrong I love me a Jabberwocky but the constant presence of the other dogs snuggled up on my comfy thing was starting to get old and annoying.

MINE!

So some one came on to David the other day, I know he would never do anything. Infact he handled it very nicely but if I were aunt J, I’d tie him up and lock him in her igloo screaming “MINE!”
I can’t wait for her spring break neither can Uncle David it shall be a time of mass snuggles and love. Oh oh Aunt J and Uncle David are getting married; I asked and David said that if J  was okay with it I can not only go! But participate!  I’m a lucky rat. Now to ask aunt J…

Love to all my followers! Kisses to any one with cheese and snuggles to those that need them. Goodnight party ppls

Without sounding too much like a crazy cat lady I really wanted to do a post about my lovely cat Ruby! She is forever curled up in a ball looking all snuggly and just had to share it – don’t get me wrong I am not a pet person at all, I hate it when I go to someones house or am walking along and a giant dog will come out of nowhere and bound up to you, I dont what it is but im automatically freaking out… I must of had a bad dog experiance as a child haha!! The worst is when the owner goes – ”oh don’t worry it doesn’t bite” hmmmm thats not what I was concerned about! Anyway going off topic there a bit (too any dog lovers Im not being horrible I’m just a massive wuss).

So when I came home from travelling my mother said we had a new addition to the family, I couldn’t believe it when she said we had a 6year old cat, me being the *pet-ist* that I am was very put off by this – as soon as I saw her though I knew we’d be friends, she is the cutest, snuggliest cat you’ve ever seen. I love having a shower to come back to my room and see shes managed to somehow get through my closed bedroom door and onto the bed curled up in a ball, she knows shes not meant to be but I cant help but just want to snuggle up next to her..

God help me, I am so the crazy cat lady in 20 years time ahhh…..

Arms extended and wrapped around mom.

Sometimes you need to improvise to make the situation work.

First of all, you have to research the location. Find that perfect spot that moms and dads, or dads and dads, or in my case, moms and moms, like to spend their time relaxing. Usually it’s a bed or a couch or a large recliner chair. The fluffier the better because you may be there for awhile and it needs to be comfortable for the both of you.

Watch and wait for the right opportunity. You don’t want to jump the gun and assume that your mom is going to lay down in the bed or on the couch. Also you can’t assume where on that piece of furniture she is going to place herself. If you jump up and situate yourself too soon you risk her moving to another location because she doesn’t want to disturb you. Once she sits or lays herself down, you start planning your next move. Look for the closest spot that is open next to her.

Since I don’t the rules of your house I don’t want to tell you to go ahead and claim that open spot near your mom or dad. If you’re not allowed on the furniture, it helps to sit at their feet and look up at them with the most irresistible stare. Maybe rest your chin on the area you’d like to claim and look up with a wrinkled brow, or place one paw on the spot and look up with those same heartwarming eyes. Trust me, this works a lot of the time.

Once you’re given permission up, quickly and gracefully jump up next to them and situate yourself so that your head is closest to their lap. You don’t want to be abrupt and overbearing by stepping all over them or getting up in their face. And you don’t want to aim your butt at them because that tends to scare them for some reason and causes them to leave. You may have to turn around a little to make sure you get it just right. When you lay yourself down, make sure you place your head on their lap. This will keep them in place as long as you remain still and quiet. Think of your head like a paperweight keeping everything grounded and secure. They won’t be getting up anytime soon!

You know you’re in good when they put their arm around you or situate themselves along with you to get more comfortable, and the snuggling thus begins. Sometimes I throw a paw or two on my mom’s leg or arm as an extra token of my affection. She seems to think it’s cute. Well, she seems to think almost everything I do is cute.

Head on leg…check.

Arm around me…check.

So that’s the lesson for the day. Go on out and give it a try. Snuggling is so much fun and leads to happier humans which leads to happier dogs!

Happy Family!

The day wasn’t so bad after all. I got myself up out of bed (mainly because I had to pee and I just couldn’t hold it and not think about it any longer to stay cozy and warm under the covers), and pattered over to the kitchen where I made sure my husband knew I was up (not awake, just up) and needed coffee. Good man he is. The boys were both still in jammies, munching on dry cereal, watching Dora The Explorer (not my favorite show or first choice, but every now and then something new on TV does keep them quiet and self-entertained).

I always get a warm “Good morning, Mommy!” when they see me. That alone puts a smile on my face and almost makes it enough to wake up without needing coffee… almost. Yesterday morning was no exception.

I cozied myself up on the chair with my feet up on the ottoman and a blanket covering my legs and torso. Halfway through my coffee and I’m starting to feel a bit more like a normal, living person. Zack comes over and scooches his way up on my lap, half on me, half squeezed between one of my legs and the arm of the chair. I’m glad it was comfortable for him, probably because he’s still so little, because that did not seem comfy for me. I wrapped one arm around him, the other still holding my coffee. We sat for a while, until Dora was over and my leg started falling asleep. It was nice, cuddling and snuggling with Zack.

Brayden wanted his turn, and how could I resist? He climbed up on my lap where Zack had previously been, and like a cat, took a few minutes to get situated, but finally found his cozy position. I didn’t expect Brayden to sit very long on my lap. He usually gets antsy and gets up. 45 minutes later, we’re still snuggling.

Yesterday was a pretty good day. A lazy, cozy, pajama morning with cuddles and loves from both my Snugglebugs. Yes, yesterday was a pretty good day. 

When I woke Emma up this morning I realized she had recently thrown up. As all moms know children have a knack for heaving and then deciding they need to lie down in it, somersault through it, make snow angles with it, and basically create an absolute mess with it. Needless to say, Emma was COVERED in it, particularly her hair which was this wild, spiky, crazy, yucky Einstein-esque mess.  She was quite distraught and crying so I picked her up. Well, like any sick baby her first instinct was to tuck her head down and snuggle into the crook of my neck and shoulder for comfort. Fortunately,  I realized what she was going to do before she could touch me and my survival instincts took over. My arms shot straight out keeping Emma as far away from me as possible. “Ew! Barf!” I did NOT want to get throw up all over me so I held her away from me, trying to think of what to do. An internal war was going on… comfort her like I wanted to by letting her snuggle in my arms, or keep the yucky throw up off of me… “snuggles or barf, snuggles or barf, uh……” Two very powerful motivating factors. Finally after some moments of hesitation, and poor Emma swaying back and forth through the air as I debated the options, Emma’s pleas won out and I snuggled. I will be honest and say I couldn’t help grimacing a little, it was barf after all! But on the whole it was a pretty good decision. 10 years ago if you asked me to choose between snuggles or barf there is NO WAY snuggles would have won. Amazing what 10 years a baby will do to you.

Another busy week for us at the Oliver’s Madhouse, Its the last week of term for Beth so next week I have no doubt it will be busier still!

Sunday 10th February – Sunday is what I class as my catch up day, bed stripping, deep cleaning and ironing, Joshua like the empty ironing basket so its always fun when I get to the bottom!

Monday 11th February – After an eventful night over the weekend which led to us taking turns on Joshua’s bedroom floor to hold his hand through the cot bars. Monday morning my little terror thought he would have lie in!

Tuesday 12th February – Joshua and I walked with Beth to school to get some fresh air. Also I think Beth liked the idea as she is being bullied although she would never admit she liked it too!

Wednesday 13th February – Off Joshua and I went to the farm shop to get some ingredients for batch cooking on Thursday, glad we went early as it snowed again.

Thursday 14th February – I batch cooked spag bol, shepherds pie, lasagne and chilli today. We all had haircuts in the afternoon by the lovely Carl our mobile hairdresser too.

Friday 15th February – Was a lazy day, While I was catching up with emails and post reading Joshua played with his friend Doggy. I did have to explain later on that Doggy didn’t need to be washed in the washing machine!

Saturday 16th February – This morning Joshua came into our bed for a snuggle, I love Saturday mornings.

Hope you all had a great week too.

There are the Positives

The Negatives

And the just not bothered either way

I am, personally, a soppy romantic and i love it. What i don’t love is, not always getting my little fantasies played out. It’s damn annoying i tell you.

You wake up, a little sticky note stuck to your pillow (or your face) saying ‘i love you, see you soon my beautiful Valentine’ or a text message.

You shuffle to the kitchen and your breakfast is there already waiting for you.

You shuffle to your laptop and theres a lovely status or message on good old Facebook about how lovely you are *swoon*

You shuffle up to the shower and there’s a pretty rose waiting on the side next to some bubbles and candles for a lovely bath instead.

Come home from work with a huge cuddle and kiss and a homemade meal or favourite takeaway on its way.

Candle lit dinner.

Massive slice of chocolate cake and hot chocci, with whipped cream and marshmellows.

Cuddle up on the sofa and being given a cute card and a photoframe with one of our favourite photos in.

Amazing, AMAZING sex.

watch a film, more sex.

and then curl up and drift off into a blissful sleep with your loved one.

After the past 4 years of valentines days, i have come to terms that this fantasy will never EVER happen!

Unless i do it to myself, but it just doesn’t have the same affect you know?

The usual Valentines Day routine i get is:

Wake up…

I send a cute little message to the other halfs facebook, nothing too soppy, nothing that will make him roll his eyes. Just a

‘Happy Valentines Day my amazing, yummy man ^_^
Lots of love,
your soppy Heffalump ♥
xxx’

Go to work…

Check phone and Facebook… nothing

Phone call ‘Hey, happy Valentines Day, i’m going back to sleep, love you lots’

Work…

Maybe, if i’m lucky, i’ll get a ‘Happy V-Day’ on facebook… (for a soppy romantic, this really isnt going all too well is it?)

Oh yeah, usually we don’t get to see each other on Valentines for various reasons, this year were spending it together next weekend instead.

Which i don’t mind, because we decided it…

But today IS Valentines day, i don’t care if we’re going out and giving each other our cards and shiz next week, i want a little romance and i want it now!!!!

That facebook message is as good as it gets for me people!!!

Can they at least find the will to write VALENTINES DAY and not freaking V-DAY!!!

Ok, ok, i know, im letting myself go a bit overboard now.

Valentines Day is something were i don’t care about the money side, buying gift side, blah blah blah, for me, valentines day is one day of the year, where your other half can put in a bit of effort and show you how much they care. Especially if they don’t show much affection or romance otherwise.

There is no excuse to go ‘valentines, yeah whatever’ it shouldn’t be about the name, it should be about the person your with!

Or if you’re not with anyone, it’s about loving yourself!!!!

Man this is turning into a rant.

But yes, my dream, is to go home, see a really cute little Valentines message to me, not something copied and pasted from a ‘Valentines for Dummies’ page, just something sweet, something simple and personal, which, when i read it, will make me melt and turn into a big puddle on the floor.

and thats about it.

I know when i get home this will not have happened, but a girl can dream can’t she???

Fingers crossed, next week, we will have a fantasy valentines =

• fuck loads of yummy food
• kisses
• cute card
• sex
• ice cream
• sex… with the ice cream??
• film
• food
• etc

Who knows, maybe one year the other half will remember all the things i say i would like to have happen and make me feel like i’m in a dream instead of waking up to, well not a lot really.

I love him i doooo, but being a romantic and holding it in makes me slightly crazy o_O

What are youuuu doing today?

• drowning your sorrows in chocolate and then remembering you gave it up for Lent?
• having snuggles with your huni?
• killing your huni?
• stalking your ‘they will be my huni one day!!’?
• sleeping?
• breaking up?
• getting together?
• having my fantasy played out? if so, i hate you.
• being given a few million pounds worth of gifts?
• having sex?
• spending some quality time with the cats?
• absolutely sod all?

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY my darling readers <3

xxx <3 xxx

Photos by Sarah Giles

It’s another lazy Sunday, and it is COLD.  The light is a crisp grey and we dare not have the fireplace roaring with it magical electric ambience. I know they aren’t allowed on the bed, but I couldn’t help but let Pocket and Gunner keep me warm on this chilly morning while Mr. Giles is away.

One of those hugs where you are so comfortable you relax, where you feel safe, where you feel at home.

Don’t get me wrong, I’ve had hugs. I get a hug every time I see my mum, whenever I see my niece, when I see one of my friends. All of these are really great hugs, and I love them dearly.

The hug I’m after is the hug that usually only a man can give, when their arms envelope you and bring you close.

I hug my guy friends. But it’s not the same. It’s a hug with love, but not LOVE, not the hug where you know they want to protect you.

Hugs are my thing. People who know me, know I give good hugs. They’ve been known to put smiles on faces. And that’s really awesome, I love that I can do that.

My mum actually conducted a bit of an experiment with me. She made sure she hugged me at every opportunity and it made such a difference with my demeanor. I was happy. I was settled.

But they were mum hugs.

I’ve actually never had one of those hugs where I feel safe. Maybe that’s what I’m missing? One of those hugs that confirms that you are wanted and loved.

I hope that one day that this will happen for me.

But in the meantime, if you have someone who you love more than anything else in the world, HUG THEM. Not just a how you doing hug, an “I love you forever and for always, you are my world” hug that helps them see just how much they mean to you.

Because if you don’t, what will you do once they are gone?

Im setting up my coozy hole

Brian

tonight our house is full of crazed pups. we’re dig-sitting for my parents while they go to Florida (jealous). I’m grateful that they’re adjusting quickly to one another and that we were able to spend the night snuggling on the couch under a blanket of puppies. (figuratively, of course, otherwise I don’t know that I’d actually be grateful for a blanket of puppies…)

also for a snow covered world this morning. I am a fall/summer/spring girl (in that order), but I must admit, it’s a little bit magical when the world is covered in a sparkly layer of snow.

and last, but by far most importantly, I’m thankful that my mom is safe after a scary experience today. I don’t know what I would do without her.

Snuggles the mini-horse isn’t only important to her owner but to a lot of people.

“She’s a therapy horse. We take all of them to nursing homes and children’s shelters,” said Snuggle’s owner Melanie Tatum.

Snuggle and her owners made the 600 mile trek from Lubbock, Texas to CSU’s Veterinary Hospital so the mini-horse could get back to work.
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“This one has glaucoma and this one– she lost her eye when she was a baby,” said Tatum.

“She can’t see very well but she can see around a bed, wheelchairs, she can see the children when they come up to her,” said Snuggle’s owner Ed Jones.

In 2008 Snuggles had surgery at CSU to save her only eye.

“We came up here and fell in love. We love the doctors, we love the school, we love the town,” said Tatum.

Five years later the entire family is back for a checkup.

“We want to do whatever we can to keep her having as much eyesight for as long as possible,” said CSU Veterinarian Dr. Cynthia Powell.

Powell performed Snuggles’ original surgery. She carefully checks the eye for the progression of glaucoma.

“She’s still visual so prognosis is really good. We’ve been maintaining her for five years so we assume she’ll continue like this,” said Powell.

With a clean bill of health Snuggles won’t have to undergo another risky surgery. She can return to Texas to get back to work doing what she does best– making those around her feel a little better.

In order to maintain the sight in her eye Snuggles will have to be on medication for the rest of her life and also return to CSU for checkups in the coming years.

So this is me today snuggled up sat on the floor reading about ophthalmic anatomy. I can’t wait for the time I can have a fun or a lazy weekend rather than a productive one. I’m eating Wonka Nerds to keep me going. Blood and muscle cells are not the most interesting subject. I haven’t written much recently as I’ve spent the past couple of days recovering from a procedure called lletz. Without getting too graphic it removes pre-cancerous cells from the cervix which are found by a smear test. It’s not particularly pleasant and I haven’t been very comfortable since until today. I’m just so glad I went for the test and dealt with it, just waiting for results to come back to see if I need any more treatment. I cant stress how important those tests are. I spent most of my time laying on the sofa in the past days as I was only comfortable when completely still so made the most of the time planning our fast approaching wedding. Very excited now!! Hope you’ve had a fantastic weekend lovelies, I’m going to do some more coursework now, yay! Xx