The dogs are weasels.  Sneaky little things.

Always wanting…

on the couch.

more food.


to sleep in my bed.

to sleep under my covers.

to go for walks.

to bark at the neighbors, squirrels, cars, cats, birds, cat noises, weird noises, any noises.

There are so many more things that make them weasel-y, but we’ll stop the list there.  So, I compiled some photos that shows off their weasel-iness.

Can I please sit on the couch next to you? Look into my sad eyes…

Nothing to see here mom. Just two pups, laying next to each other, minding our own business.

Mine. My covers. I don’t want to share right now, mom.

Mom, I’m gonna need you to move my bed up a little more. Follow that sun ray!


Those little weasels are lucky they are so darn cute.  They could get away with murder and I’d still love their faces.  Weasels.


Enjoy your day & your weasels,


Oskar’s sleep habits

Oskar is a very good sleeper.  I think this has been his one and only hobby and he’s perfected it over the years.

He is very a loud sleeper.  He snores.  A lot.  You will always know when he’s asleep, based on how loud he is snoring.

Most things will not wake Oskar up.  He is either going deaf or has really, really good selective listening skills.  Sometimes, I have to shove him a bit to wake him up, after yelling for 5 minutes.

Oskar will sleep just about anywhere, but if there is a bed nearby, he’ll be in that.  Even if it’s a cat bed.

Oskar will not wake up after rolling over, movement of any kind, or falling out of his bed.  He will also not wake up if he’s having a bad dream and running and whimpering.  Shoving him usually doesn’t wake him up either.  To wake him from a bad dream, he needs to be picked up.  And even then, he sometimes doesn’t wake up.

Dog likes his sleep.  Like a log.

I was working in my office and Oskar was asleep on the floor next to my chair.  I knew this because I could hear him snoring.  Next time I looked down, he had moved to the cat bed next to him.  This is what happened after that:

Oskar starts out almost all in the cat bed.
Then, he falls out a little bit.
Next, he’s out a little more.
Finally, only his back legs are left in the cat bed.

This happened over the course of an hour and he made little grunts every time he moved.

He woke up a little later and looked very confused. Confused as to why he was not in the cat bed anymore. Oh, my little grandpa pug.

Well, at least he is always entertaining!

Enjoy your day,

The Sneaky Little Ninja

We have a ninja!  I know, I know.  I shouldn’t tell you this.  Ninjas are supposed to go unnoticed.  They are sneaky and stealthy.  But, I mean, how cool is it that I have my very own ninja?!  Jealous?  You should be.  Maybe if you are nice, I’ll let you borrow her.


My ninja is in the form of a little (I mean little…all 7 lbs of her) black cat named Gabby.  Gabby is KT’s cat.  Gabby is slowing getting accustomed to our house and her new zoo.  She is also trying to become the alpha, even over the dogs.  I’m not going to lie…I think it’s working.  It’s about time someone knocks Elvis off his alpha pedestal.


So Gabby, I mean ninja, is very sneaky.  One minute, she’ll walk into the office and curl up on the chair.  A few minutes later, I’m in the kitchen getting a drink and she’s sitting on the counter waiting for me.  What the?!  Where did you come from, ninja?  When did she run past me in the hallway to the kitchen?  It’s not that long!  See, she’s a ninja.


She’s always sneaking up on me like that.  I’ll see her in one room, even talk to her, and then she’s in another room in a matter of seconds.  It’s magic!


And, she has this hoarse little mew.  I can’t call it a meow.  It’s not powerful enough to earn that title.  Just a scratchy little mew.  And her tongue is always sticking out.  I think she’s mocking me.


So, between the ninja and Charlie, I don’t think I will be alive much longer.  Perhaps they are plotting against me.  They may have secret meetings near the litter boxes, laying out the details to their plan to overtake the {d&k} casa.


If you don’t hear from me in a while, you know they got me.  You may want to delete any evidence that we’re friends.  They could be after you next.


Enjoy your day…it could be your last,




I’m Baaaaaaaack!!

I’m back!

Back to Dallas.

Back to blogging.

I’m so sorry about the last month.  I was super busy and between working in the office, coordinating 4 weddings, and all the driving I was doing (I’m not used to driving from the country into the “city” — it takes for-ev-er), blogging fell behind.

But, I’m back now and I have lots to share with you!


Let’s start with the drive back to the big D and then, over the next week I’ll fill you in on all the things I did and people I saw while in Ohio & Michigan.  Sound like a plan?  Good!


The drive back to Dallas had been planned for a while and we knew that we were taking KT’s car.  So, then came the fun part (for KT) trying to figure out what she wanted to pack, since we only had a 4 door car to work with and we had to leave room for the 2 of us and Gabby-the-cat.  Oh, and I should mention that I had 2 large suitcases.  Oops.  I didn’t quite think that through when I packed for a month.  Don’t judge.  A month is a long time, people.  And, I’m a girl.  That means lots of shoes, thankyouverymuch.

So, once we determined what to bring, the next step was getting it to fit in the car.  It was the worst game of Tetris evah!  But, we won!  We are the car Tetris champions!!  This is mostly due to Space Bags.  Have you heard of them?  If not, you HAVE to try them.  They are amazing.  See for yourself:

Here, we have 2 full size pillows.  Prepare to be amazed…

Same 2 pillows in a much more manageable size!  I think we will be using these bags for vacation!
(I, in no way, benefit from recommending Space Bags.  I just wanted to let you in on a new little packing secret!)

Ok, so now that the car was packed, all we had left to do was give Gabby-the-cat her “sleeping” pill and we were off.  We did the majority of the driving the first day, leaving about 7 hours for us to finish up on the second day.  This time around was much easier since we stopped overnight.  I don’t think I will want to drive straight through ever again.  We also took a different route this time because Ohio is such a long state and I didn’t want to drive through it.  Instead, we headed west to Indiana, though part of Illinois, Missouri, and then the long part of the trip was through Arkansas.  We drove about 130 miles in to Arkansas before we called it a night on day 1.  We stayed in a little town in Arkansas and, of course, had to smuggle the cat into the hotel.  It was either stay at the Hampton Inn or stay next door at the Bates Motel with the outside entrances and risk our lives just to be able to take the cat in directly to the room.  We choose the Hampton Inn cat extraction plan – aka, option 1.  We were quite pleased with ourselves after scoping out the hotel, dropping a load off in the room, then sneakily, Mission Impossible style, ran around the outside perimeter of the hotel looking for another entrance that was close to our room.  Thankfully, our room was almost to the end of a wing and on the 2nd level, far from the front desk.  We were also close to a stairwell that led to a side door, which we conveniently parked next to.  And, to our benefit, Gabby-the-cat is black and KT just happened to have a black sweatshirt in the car.  Success!  We’ll just wrap the cat in the sweatshirt, load up my arms with bags and a pillow, and no one will ever know there is a teeny-tiny 7 pound cat in there too.  Success!  We made it into the hotel room and had ourselves a little party, complete with cat food and pizza!  (The cat food was for Gabby-the-cat, not us.  I think that was self-explanatory but sometimes you never know).

The next morning we had to do the same thing.  We did it the exact same way as the night before and cat extraction 2012 was successful!  Go us!  The weird thing was when we left the hotel side door and were rounding the corner to our car, we saw 3 black cats, all with white patches on their chests, along with 3 black and white cats, all sitting near our car.  It was bizarre.  Why were there so many cats?  Why did they all look-alike?  Why were they in sets of 3?  There are still so many unanswered questions!

I digress.  Back to the drive.  So, we determined every state we went through looked the same.  Corn fields.  Grain fields.  Fields upon fields.  I took pictures of each state, but honestly I’m not sure which state each is from because they all look the same.  It was very boring scenery.  We did get to cross the Mississippi River in Missouri, which was a highlight of the trip.  Neither of us had ever been to it before.  We had also never been to Missouri.  Again, not that exciting of a highlight, but one none the less.  And, answer this for me…Can you name another city in Arkansas besides Little Rock?  Me either!  I can now that I’ve driven through the state, but they are still not cities I’d heard of before driving through.  Weird.

I’m so far into this very random post and I honestly have no idea where I’m going with it.  Basically, we had a fun, uneventful, corn field filled, two-day trip with a drugged up cat.  How is that different from any other day here at {d&k}s blog?

I will leave you with a few pictures and some funny, random things heard while in the car with d & KT.

Beginning of the trip.  Still in Michigan and getting ready to leave on day 1.

I think this is Indiana.  Maybe Ohio.  Well, it could also be Illinois, Missouri, or Arkansas.  Basically this was our view for 18 hours.

The Mississippi River.


KT – Get your camera ready.  There’s a giant bunny on the side of the road!
{d} – What?!


{d} – WHAT?!?!
KT – Nevermind, it went behind a tree.


KT – …Alligators and swamps…
{d} – What?!


KT – I know you think they are scary, but bird flight patterns are fascinating.  They are so coordinated!
{d} – What?!


KT – LOOK!  Those trees look like cacti!
{d} – What?!


{KT} –  Wow, this city has an archaeological museum too!
{d} – Nope, same one…just an advertisement.


Do you see the pattern here?  KTs random yellings.  All happening while I was driving and I had no clue what she was talking about.  I’m pretty sure, aside from the bunny, these all happened in Arkansas.  Apparently that state makes KT  a little crazy.


I’m so happy to be back!  Back to Dallas.  Back to blogging.  I hope you are happy I’m back too!


Enjoy your day,








Wednesday Randomness

This might be one of my favorite continuous posts.  I like being random and I’m glad you are all here to share in this with me.

For today’s installment, we have a dog vs. cat scenario.  This is actually spot-on in the {d&k} casa.  In this scenario Dog = Elvis and Cat = Charlie.  Enjoy!!



This is exactly Elvis and Charlie. I’ve told you many, many times before that Charlie is trying to kill us. I just don’t know how or when. If you haven’t heard from me for an extended period of time, send in reinforcements. Charlie can be manipulated with catnip. Good luck!

Enjoy your day (in my case, it might be my last),

Let’s Get It On…

We’ve been having a little issue around the {d&k} casa…

Dog-Cat #2 has been a little, well, how do I put this, sociable?!  No, that’s not right.  Excited?!  No.  Humpy-McHumperson?!  Yes, yes he is.

We think he may have picked up the idea and maybe some techniques from Elvis and Dog-Cat #1.  Well, not really Dog-Cat #1.  He sort of just stands there while Elvis takes advantage of him.  So, basically Elvis is the bad influence here.  But, we already knew that.

So, back to naughty Dog-Cat #2.  He only does “it” on or with 2 things in the house.  Both are my fuzzy blankets.  There is a yellow one on the couch for the cats to lay on so they don’t shed all over the couch.  Well, he has made this his own, if you know what I mean.

The second fluffy, oh-so-soft blanket is in {d&k}s bedroom on the couch and he has also made this his own.


I’ve never seen a cat hump anything.  Sorry, folks.  Earmuff the children, please.  This is a dirty blog post.

He starts by standing on the blanket and kneading it with his paws.  No big deal.  Normal cat behavior.

Then, he gets “in the zone.”  He doesn’t blink.  Or move his head.  He just stares.  Usually at me.  Ew.  Why?  Ew.

Then his little hips start moving.

At this point, {d&k} are thoroughly disgusted so k swats at him and he stops.  He lays down and licks himself.  Double ew.

Is this normal?  For a cat?

He just started this.  He’s fixed.  He’s 3.  Why now?  And why does he look at me?  I’m his mom!

I just don’t know what to do with him.  If I move the blankets, I’m worried he’ll find other, non-moveable thing to hump.  I don’t want him doing “that” to the couch. Or bed. Or brothers.  I mean, right now it’s contained to the blankets.  Should I keep it that way?

Should I take him to a kitty psychologist?  Is there some underlying issue?  Is he taking it out on my fuzzy blankets for a reason?  Or does he just think they are soft kitties?

Help a girl out, folks.

There’s a little too much humpity-hump-humpin’ going on around here.

Here he is, lettin’ it all hang out after one of his romps.  Lovely.


I hope you’ve enjoyed learning these oh-so-intimate details in my cat’s personal life.  I’m glad I can talk to you about this.  Thanks for being a great friend!


Enjoy your day,




Over the weekend…

…We went with friends to Fort Worth for the Main Street Art Fest.
*We almost died due to G’s driving!
*G may have mentioned that we should have just rode our “big dog” instead of ride with her.
*That probably would have been a safer choice, hehe.

…I snapped a picture of k with a giant rooster.  That’s really nothing out of the ordinary, folks.

…We ate Cajun food for the first time.
*Ok, so I played it safe and ordered popcorn shrimp and fries (and now I’m working my tail off this week to make up for it).
*But, k ordered something I can’t pronounce and it did not look or smell all that appetizing, but he liked it.
*And, he may or may not have tried alligator as an appetizer.  He may or may not have been kissed by me later that night (I’ll
let you guess the correct answer on that one, ew.)

*Really?  Cat Basket?  Cat Platter?  How does that sound appetizing?  Poor cats!

…We may or may not have frozen our tails off at the art fest, after the sun went down.  What the pluck, Texas?!  I didn’t move here so you could get into the 50s at night.

…{d&k} did a lot of yard work and even planted flowers.

…Took a trip to the Farmer’s Market and had a blast!  We bought flowers, fruits & veggies, and even had lunch there.
* Apparently the theme for the weekend was Rooster!

* And, they sell sculpted shrubs…in either llama shape or Garfield.  Who knew?!  I think a llama shrub on either side of the front porch would look fantastical!  K thinks otherwise.  Whatevs, k.  You just don’t know style when you see it.

…We had a lazy Sunday night, consisting of eating take-out on the couch, playing goofy video games (in which my arm seriously hurts today), and watching stupidly funny movies (ie, Gnomeo & Juliet…watch it, it’s funny!)

…We took the pups to the dog park.
*Elvis wore himself and another pup out.  That pup’s owner came up to thank us.  Haha.
*Uma’s greyhound buddy, Polly Pocket, was there.  They had fun catching up (at least I assume they did).
*Oskar met another pug and insisted on sitting right next to him and confusing his owner.  That’s my pug!


Overall, we had a great weekend!  What did you do?

Enjoy your Monday,


PS — It is almost MAY!?!?  Where did April go?!?!?!


Hi. My name is d and I have a problem…

I am obsessed with Pinterest.  Like, an unhealthy obsession.

There, I said it.  Woo, it feels so good to get that off my chest.

Anyone else out there as obsessed as I am?

If you have not discovered Pinterest yet, let me know and I’ll invite you.  (Yes, it is exclusive and you need an invite.  You should feel special that I want you to be a part of my obsession.)

I love seeing what people all over the world are interested in.  I love seeing what outfits are popular, hairstyles, furniture, and everything else.  I love it.  I feel like I have to check out Pinterest every day to make sure I didn’t miss anything.  I have made almost every recipe I’ve “pinned” and they have all been fantastic.  I’ve made craft projects that I’ve pinned.  I’ve shown k ideas for the house that I think we should try and he loves them.  He’s now pinning.  It’s madness over here, folks.

You may not know this about me but I can.not.sit.still.  It’s bad.  I have to be “doing” something at all times.  So, if {d&k} are watching a movie, I have to be crocheting, or knitting, or flipping through a magazine, or reading a book, or petting the cat (in that evil-villain-stirring-up-a-plan-way…really, it’s the only way to pet a cat), or on the computer.  I can’t just sit there.  So, whenever I am just “sitting there” I will hop on Pinterest to browse.  Eep.  Just talking about it makes we want to hop on there right now and see what’s going on.  Refrain.  Come on d, you can do it.  Don’t.give.in.  Wow. That was hard. But I did it.  I’m still here, writing…about how much I love…Pinterest.  I’m not sure that’s good or bad.  At least I know I have a problem and I’m admitting it.  I’m not going to do anything about it.  I mean, let’s be real here.  I’m not hurting anyone.  I still go outside.  I’m not ignoring my zoo.  I’m fine, really.  REALLY.  So what if I dream about pinning.  No big deal.  I’m not the only one, right?  RIGHT?

Wow, lay off the coffee, d.

Anyone else out there this obsessed?  Do I really have a problem?  DO I?  Do you want to come over here and tell me that?  Sorry.  I get a little feisty.  I gotta go.  There’s pinning to do!!

Enjoy your day,

To check out what I’ve pinned lately, click on the link to my boards ———->

Sebastian the sneaky yarn thief

Sebastian (dog-cat #2) is driving me crazy!  He is obsessed with my yarn balls and will go to any length to get to them.  Lately, he has been throwing himself into the door of my office, where I keep the apparent crack-like-yarn-balls, and pulls all the yarn balls out of the yarn ball basket (really guys?  of course I have a special yarn ball basket.  I can’t believe you questioned that?!) and then chooses his favorite and brings it to me.  Brings it to ME!  Like I would be happy to have a dog-cat drool-slimed yarn ball in my hands.  Then, he goes running back to the office, his hippo-like gallops shaking the whole house, to get another yarn ball.  This time, he comes out of the office making these horrible dying-sea-lion noises, while the yarn ball is in his mouth, getting drooled on.  And then the hippo comes galloping back down the hall to me to drop the yarn ball at my feet.  Ew.  No thank you. Thankfully these are scraps of yarn, so no Etsy orders have been made with the slimy, dog-cat yarn (that is my disclaimer incase any future Etsy buyers are reading this).  So, I take all the yarn balls back to the yarn ball basket (stop laughing at me) and shut the door (that doesn’t latch, of course) and have a seat on the couch.  Sebastian comes over to sit next to me and nuzzles me, like he has done nothing wrong.  Minutes later, he’s back at it!  I hear his not-so-little 17 pound body hit the door with a huge thud! and then hippo gallops back down the hall to give ME back MY yarn ball.  This could go on for hours, if I let it.  Eventually I have to barricade the office door so he can’t get in, only to find that I’ve locked dog-cat #1 in there and he now has free reign on all of the yarn balls.  I have to take down the barricade, remove dog-cat #1 from the office, then put the barricade back up.  Meanwhile, Sebastian is sitting behind me watching me, probably memorizing how to take down the barricade for future reference.  That was all today, people.  All. today.

All I have to say is that Sebastian is lucky he’s cute.  Otherwise, I would open the back door and throw a yarn ball outside and watch him chase it.  Buh-bye dog-cat #2.

Enjoy your day,

Prepare for overload…

So, I warned you last post…
I said there would be lots and lots of photos…
Welp, here you go, friends.  Enjoy {d&k}s week in photos!  (Well, technically it’s only Christmas weekend in photos.  But you understand…{d&k}s week in photos sounds so much better than {d&k}s Christmas weekend in photos.  Right?  RIGHT?!?).



Photos 1-3:  Dallas knows how to do lights!  These houses were beautiful!
4:  k got me a Keurig for Christmas.  Best-gift-for-a-coffee-lover-EVAH!
5:  This is how k wrapped and labeled all his gifts to me.  Keep it classy, k.
6:  Baked goodies galore!  {d&k} made cupcakes in mason jars for all of k’s coworkers for Xmas.  Fantastic gifts, people.  Try it.


d’s been a busy little crocheter!
1:  Little Kourtney is wearing her new Elfin hat for Christmas.  Look at those cheeks!
2:  d made her first sweater!  It was a gift for k’s mom and she loved it!


1:  Random texts between Big E, d’s brother, and d.  Maybe I should start a whole new blog…Big E’s Texts.  I like it.
2:  “Wait, mom…it seems someone’s in danger.  I think Timmy feel in the well again.”  {d&k} love their goofy cat!


1:  Mexican Fiesta Christmas Dinner = HUGE SUCCESS!  I think everyone should have their favorite food on their favorite holiday.  And, I highly recommend Cranberry Margaritas (cranberry juice, tequila, triple sec, lime juice = yummmmmm)!
2:  Da na nana, da na nana, da na nana BAT PUG!  Poor Elvis.  He puts up with so much.  (I’m not sure I have enough nana’s.  It’s hard to sing and type at the same time.  Try it and get back to me).
3:  k knows the way to a girl’s heart.  A huge Dr. Pepper Slurpee from 7/11.  Now that’s love.

I have more photos on their way in the next post.  I know, I know, you are on the edge of your seat waiting for those, aren’t you?!  I mean, my life is soooo exciting that you just can’t wait to read about it.  Ha!  I’m flattered. Thank you.  But, really.  Go on with your lives.  My blog posts will be here when you get back.  You really don’t have to sit by your computer waiting for my next, ultra-interesting, absolutely hilarious, zoo cuteness overload blog post.  You really don’t.  Oh, you want to?  Well, in that case, who am I to stop you.  While your waiting, please enjoy some music:
“Da na nana, da na nana, BAT PUG, BAT PUG, BAT PUG!”  You.are.welcome.

Enjoy your day,