I love Tuesdays!!!

I started going to Kid's Eat Free at Islands about 5 months ago with my dear friend Dana and her two children . I look forward to Tuesdays more then any other day of the week. I love spending time with her and my nephews. We talk about our husbands, kids, family, and work drama. It is our time, and I cherish our dinners together.Oh I am not prego. The stress of loosing Mylee must have made me late. I do want to be pregnant. I just want to pop out one more kid, tie my tubes and be done. Matt has other plans. He is not ready, and there is no way I am gonna push him. It is hard to not feel pressure though. Everyone I know is either knocked up or just popped one out. While we were at Islands I ran into a girl that I knew from Matty's partying days and SHE was prego and married!!!!! She is one of the LAST people I would have thought would be knocked up...Matt and I have only been married for almost 8 months, and it really is crazy that I am feeling this baby urge. I already have two of my own, plus a puppy. Ok I am just going to wait and not think about my internal clock ticking and roting ovaries...



Since Easter is around the corner, I have been looking for a new pair of shoes to go with my dress. I found these the other day at Target online. I really want them!!

I think I am going to make Matt buy them for me. They are only $20.00

Jacks has been staying close to me at night, which I love. Sleeping at night has been so hard with out Mylee next to me. She would sleep either by my legs or smack in the middle of Matt and I. I miss her warm body and her smell. Last night I felt Jacks jump on the bed and laid almost his whole body on me. All 100+ pounds!! I had to move him a little to be comfortable, but it felt so nice to have him there.

Weekend Fun

I had the pleasure of my daughters company this weekend again. I don't get that opportunity very often, so I try and enjoy it! Danielle had a birthday party to go to on Saturday, and of course there was a little bit of scandal. It was a boy/girl party and one of Danielle's friends was holding hands with the birthday boy!! Hello these kids are 11!!! What the hell is going on???? I hope that Danielle holds off on all that stuff cause I can't handle it yet!!!!

On Sunday I worked, but my preggo sister in law took the girls to another party for me. It was for our family friends son's birthday. They had a bouncer and a petting zoo!!!! The girls had a blast as they always do at the Villa house

Danielle had so much fun catching this little piggy. LOL. She was the oldest  at the party and the only one able to grab him. Look at how proud of herself she is.

They had a "Brushing Pony" too. Pony's name is Stormy.

I just had a great weekend with my kids. I feel so honored to be their mommy. In other news...I found out that we got little Morgan too young. She needed to be with her litter mates longer to learn better manners. So this means MORE WORK FOR ME DAMMIT.I have to work harder with her on her no biting issues...Why did I want a puppy again?? Grrr....Danielle has been doing wonderfully with her though. She is teaching her how to sit and stay. What a good trainer she is.

I love my husband too. He cooks and cleans. I am so blessed to have him in my life. I haven't felt this happy and content since I was a teenager. He is my support and I am his. I love going through lifes ups and downs with him.



Moving on

I can't believe that Mylee has been gone for over a week, and we have a new puppy. I have never really dealt with death before and all these feelings  have been hard for me to process. Since I am a parent and have children, I feel that I have the right to say that Matt and I feel like we lost our child. When I said that to someone they looked at me as if I was crazy. They said to me "You can replace a dog, but not a child." I completely disagree. I couldn't replace Mylee or either one of my children. No animal or person is the same in my opinion.
We got Mylee's ashes and her urn this week. The girls helped me pour the ashes in the urn and place it in my room where she was most happy. I plan on doing a little family service where we sprinkle some of her ashes in the backyard too. Some people might find this morbid, but I wanted my girls to see what happens when you loose someone. To see that we CAN move on. I want them also to be able to have their final goodbye to our girl.
Matt and his mom got his father cremated when he passed, and Sandee was too. So in our house we have three urns and ashes. Matt's dad's ashes are not staying forever. His mom wants her ashes mixed with his when she passes. Some people might think that it is weird that we are holding on to our pets ashes. But I am not ready to let go. I couldn't leave Mylee's body at the vets. That seems so disrespectful to her after all the love she gave us. I don't know how long I will hold on to her, maybe one day I will let go. But I am NOT ready yet.
I talked with one of my dear friends who is a grief therapist and she said that I am doing well. She also said that it was ok that the girls see me cry. Hearing that just took a giant weight off my shoulders. I have been so worried that maybe I was taking it too hard and not showing the girls how to grieve properly.  I have had little meltdowns in front of them, but not big ones. I prefer the big meltdowns I have to be in private without even Matt around. It felt good to know that I am hanging in there, and showing my girls how to move on.


In lighter news, Morgan is doing better with her crate training. I am FINALLY getting some sleep at night. Jacks is tolerating her puppy behavior like a champ. She has great potential to be a good dog, but man, I just want her OUT of this puppy stage!! It is like having another child in the house. Speaking of children...I am two days LATE!! Ahhhh!!! I am going to hope and pray that my monthly visitor will come very soon, cause I am so  not ready to add another child to our zoo!!

My Dad's Crazy Pants

I have a had a lot of sadness in my last couple blogs, so I am going with a funny one today. My dad was the president of his country club last year, and part of being president is planning the "President's Ball. The President and his wife are in charge of putting this event on. So the theme my dad went with was "Derby Day". That meant guests dressing up seersucker suits, big hats, cigars, whiskey and lots and lots of booze.
 Matt, Kyle and Sarah and I were invited to this joyous occasion. Surprisingly we had a great time. Here are a couple photos of the good times we had:

Pay attention to my dad's suit. He found it from a tailor some where in Los Angeles and fell in love with his style. He bought a couple other items from him as well. PANTS!! He bought CRAZY pants from this dude.

Notice Crazy Pants #1

They Look like pj's. Yet he wore them to work....

Crazy Pants #2

Hmm....Not much better. I think it is the sweater that is really not helping

Crazy Pants#3

You can't really tell from the photo but those pants are plaid. Gross.

Example #4

My Father got these pants as a joke from his friend. It is the logo from his Country Club. Yet he is wearing them in public. My dad is a lost cause.

We got Mylee's ashes yesterday. I thought I would be basket case over it, but I am more relieved. It feels good to have her home where she belongs. Every day is getting better and better.

Morgan Mylee Sagona

After Mylee passed, I knew that we have to get another puppy and fast. Not that Matt or I are really ready for one yet, but it is not just about us. Jacks is depressed, the girls are sad, and we need to move forward. I need to show the girls that life goes on. I also know that Mylee wouldn't want us to be sad. She would want us to be happy like she always was. So I had to begin the search....

Matt and I wanted a female lab puppy. Not an adult.  We wanted to start that bond again like we had with Mylee. I started looking up breeders. Holy SHIT those dogs are EXPENSIVE!!!!!!!!!! I was not going to pay $1500.00 for a puppy. I am not showing or breeding her and not spending that much money. I stopped looking up breeders and went to the pennysaver and then the recycler. Yay!! Tons of puppies that are resonable!! I waited for the emails to come pouring in. Oh the came alright, but all of them were a SCAM!!! Wanted me to send them money for a puppy and have it shipped to me. EXCUSE ME, why are you advertising a puppy for sale in Los Angeles when you LIVE IN ICELAND??? No, I will not send you money stop contacting me you con artist!!

Just when I was starting to get really discouraged, a glimmer of hope appeared! A nice lady with a small breeding kennal had puppies, and they were resonably priced. She sent me some photos, and ohhh nooo she only had black labs. Hmm...Matt and I wanted a yellow lab with a black nose. I told her I would get back to her. So we waited a couple days. I talked with the girls to get their input on a new family member. Danielle told me she wanted a lab, but "Please mommy, can we get a black one? I do not want a yellow or white one because of Mylee and Sandee." I talked to Matt about it and I went that day to get her.

It was a long drive to Lancaster, so I brought along my preggo sister in law to keep me company. I cried most of the ride there. The breeder is a sweet lady and you can tell she really loves her dogs. We picked out the puppy and were on our way home. We first introduced her to Jacks. He was not really sure what to make of her:

I know it will take a while, but they will be best friends soon enough.

Next was the GIRLS!!!

Seeing them smile again makes it alll worth it.

So now we have a puppy. Morgan Mylee Sagona. Bring on the sleepless nights, ruined panties, and shoes. I know the end result will be a loving family member. Welcome Morgan you have a lot to live up to!!!!

My Sweet Mylee

I have only been a blogger for MAYBE two weeks. In that time I have talked about my dogs at least twice. We are animal lovers, and we treat our animals as family members. Tragedy has struck our house last week and we have lost our Mylee. I feel that I need to write about her. To just get it out of my system so I can move on.
When Matt and I were dating he had a white lab named Sandee. She was his dog and he started bringing her over for visits when we got serious. She was 13 years old when I met her. I knew that she was not going to be around for forever, so I just enjoyed the time that we had. As all dogs do she passed away in November 2008. It was a sad day for all of us. Mostly Matt because she was his best friend. The girls were sad of course but moved on very quickly.

Mylee Sandee Sagona came into our lives in December 2008. She was the CUTEST puppy I have ever seen. Here is a photo of how beautiful she was:

She stole my heart instantly. It took a little longer for Matt as he was still recovering from the loss of Sandee. When Matt handed her to me I knew he was committing to the girls and I. That someday we would get married. I mean you don't just give a girl a dog without making SOME sort of commitment. He proposed on January 1st. 2009. I sure scored that year a puppy and a huge ring.
Mylee was a good baby, but a horrible dog. Most of that was our my fault. It had been so long since I had raised a dog that I was not prepared for it. I didn't start really training her till she was 6 months old. I thought she was too young to be trained...boy was I wrong. I should have started right away. It would have saved me sooo much time. Even though she had some bad habits, (Eating my panties, bras, shoes, power cords etc...) her love for us was undeniable. I remember 6 months ago we had to take her to the vets for some stitches due to some rough play outside, and how when she was done with her procedure she RAN with her all her might to get to the girls and I to take her home. If I had ever doubted her love before, she just showed me in that moment that she was mine and we were hers. Anyways, after Matt and I got married in July 2010 and moved into his house with a nice yard. I knew it was time for a friend. She was lonely and needed something to keep her busy while we were gone at work all day.

Captain Jack came into our lives on August 15th, 2010. He is a 3 year old one - eyed German Shepherd and Mylee's best friend. They bonded the second their eyes locked. They played in the back yard, barked at people daring to walk by our house, and any potential intruders to our home. Life was good. Mylee no longer needed her crate to sleep in at night. She was trustworthy, loving and loyal. I loved her more and more every day. We all did.

On Wednesday morning the dogs were playing outside like any other day. Matt told me he wanted them to be inside all day so I called Danielle to bring them in before we left for school. She screamed "Mom!" in that way that every mother knows means there is something horribly wrong. I run out there and she is yelling "Jack is hurting Mylee" She is hysterical. I look and sure enough it looks like Jack is going to town on her neck. I scream for him to stop and he doesn't. I grab a hose and spray them. He comes over to me dragging her and I see what is really going on. While playing his lower jaw got hooked in her collar and twisted . He couldn't get it off and he was crying. I pinched the collar to release it, but it wouldn't it was stuck so tight. I screamed for Danielle to get me a knife, and by the time I was ready to cut the collar off, the release clasp let go. Mylee fell to the ground, and I knew she was gone. Danielle called Matt to get him home as I was screaming for her to come back to me. I made some other calls to work and my dad...but it is all just a blur. Mylee was gone. After all the drama of taking her to the vets, Matt and I figured out that she had to have snapped her neck. Danielle saw the whole thing and from the time she screamed for me and the time it took for me to get the collar off it was only about 1 minute and 30 seconds, but my dog is gone and I can't get her back.

In the aftermath...I feel so bad for doubting Jacks heart. He has always been gentle and would never ever hurt his girl. I am thankful I was home. It would have been worse to come home to it and potentially have lost BOTH of my dogs. The grief has been horrible. I have cried every day since she has been gone. Danielle couldn't sleep alone because of the flashbacks she was getting. Matt has dealt with death way more then I have and he has been so good to me, but he is suffering too. We thought we had at least 10 more years with her...Jacks has been so depressed as well. He lost his girl.We all have been trying to cope, but it has been so hard.

Mylee you are so missed!! You came into our lives and made us a family. You have taken a piece of our hearts with you and I am forever grateful to have had you in my life. I hope you are having fun and know that we will all see each other again soon.Thank you for all the love you gave me.

                                                   Mylee Sandee Sagona

                                        October 14th, 2008 - March 16th, 2011      

Sundays can sometimes be a little crazy

When Friday came, I was excited. Call me a bad mom, but I had the girls for 11 days straight and I like some time alone. I think the girls were over me too, and were looking forward to spending some time with their dad's side of the family. Friday night was very uneventful. Just relaxed at home, and spent some time with the husband.

BAM - thank you migraine for ruining my Saturday. I woke up with one of the WORST headaches I have had in a year. I can't even reread my last blog. It is embarrassing how horrific it is. Note to Kristy: Don't blog when you have a migraine. You sound like an idiot and make no sense whatsoever.  I went home early from work, and slept till almost 6 p.m. trying to get rid of the stupid migraine. I had made plans for my BFF Jessica to come over 2 weeks ago, and I was determined to feel better. When she made it over, I still was a little out of it, but we still had a great night of girl talk over some take out. (Well, take out for me but my super skinny friend thinks she is fat, so she had some stupid meal that was from the "Zone" diet)

Sunday morning I got to sleep in and woke up PAIN FREE!!! I had made plans to meet another BFF Kellie for lunch at the Glendale Americana. We ate at the Cheesecake Factory and SURPRISE it was not crowded. I had Lemon Ricotta Pancakes, and WOW. I had no idea that adding some Lemon Zest with some ricotta cheese to pancake mix would make a mouth orgasm. It was delicious and I might have to make some for Matt one day.

I also got an Easter Dress for myself and Lily at my favorite store H&M. Lily is so easy to shop for. Buy her something pink she is a happy lady. Danielle...Well we are working on finding a dress that will fit her "Tween Style" Apparently Target and H&M won't cut it anymore. All her friends are shopping at Forever 21 so that is where we have to shop from now on...Grr...Anyways here is my awesome dress!!!

Sunday afternoon is where things got a little crazy. My brothers wife started to go into labor. My poor brother was stranded at work with out a way for him to get to Sarah. So he called me to get my ass over there. After watching her for a bit I knew that she needed to go to the hospital. At that point Kyle got home and we quickly got a bag packed and got out the door. After talking to the on call doctor, he said he did not want to let her have the baby yet. So the nurse gave her a shot and stopped her contractions. The next day Kyle and Sarah went to their personal OB and he said that everything is good to go next time she goes into labor. I guess the next phone call I get will be a go for sure.

In other unrelated news...My dogs have a rough life of sleeping all day:

My Head

When I was 9 I started to get headaches. They started to get worse and worse, and then they got debilitating. I got sick to my stomach, and could not get out of bed till it was gone. The pain usually lasted about 14 hrs. I learned that I was having migraines, not headaches. No one can understand the pain of one till you have it. Since I have had them since I was 9 I can start to "feel" one coming on, and I am brace myself. Some times they are mild sometimes they are so bad I have to lock myself in my room. The lights have to be out and I need ice for my head so I try and sleep it off.

Migraines are hereditary. My grandmothers on BOTH sides of my family have them, so I was destined to have them. (FML) My oldest daughter Danielle is getting them. I feel horrible for passing this on to her. I hope that Lily doesn't get them.

I have a migraine today which is why I thought I should write about it. If you know anyone who suffers from them, please be sympathetic to them.

What to Say....

Last night around 9ish I was trying to figure out what I wanted to write about today. I had all these ideas and subjects to write about and I was really looking forward to it. I was thinking about writing about my amazing evening with my brother, sister-in-law, and Lily. About how much fun we had together..OR a funny story about Matt and I fighting. Maybe filing out a survey..but now it all seems so silly.

I tried to go to bed last night around 10ish and that is when I saw what had happened to Japan. Just watching the horror and the devastation was down right depressing. I cannot imagine what they are going through, but my heart reaches out to them. I wish I could fix it and make it seem like it never happened. I can't stop thinking about all the lives lost...mothers, fathers, children...AND I tried to explain it to the girls. Danielle being almost 11 sort of gets it, but Lily doesn't. I did the best I could, but of course she really doesn't understand.

Matt says it is the end of the world. Not sure if I believe him. He said that my mom and all the Bible Thumping friends of ours mine would be thinking it is the Apocalypse. Maybe I just wanna put my head in the sand. I don't know...But what I do know is that when horrible things like this happen, it makes me thankful for my family. My friends. My pets. (My pets are HUGE part of my life)  Life is short and I need to remember to tell them  more that I love them and appreciate their positive impact in my life, and not focus on the little things in life that bother me. (work, drama, family drama, etc...) Focus on all the good I have in my life and not take it for granted that it could all disappear in a second.

My Current Obsessions

Damn You Auto Correct  - Best Website ever that keeps me laughing my ass off.

Plants Vs. Zombies - The girls and I play it.

Doodle Jump - Danielle and I are in a competition to see who can get the highest score.

My Ipad - I love it. I love the games I play on it, the books I read, the movies I can watch..AMAZING.

Oh, my family!! I am always obsessed with them!!

Ohhh I am in LOVE!

I want this DRESS!!!

With this shoe!

This one too just cause it SPARKLES!!!!

All In A Name

On my birth certificate my name is Kristen Elaine Stavert. My family nick named me Krissy right away. Forever I was called Krissy Stavert. I was fine with it, after all I didn't really think about it. Well something happened when I was 14. All of the sudden I HATED my name. It sounded stupid and immature and I was mature and a grown up at 14. (So I thought) I decided to change my name to KRISTY. That sounded grown up, mature and oh so cool to my little 14 year old self. Also there was a TV show on called Christy staring Kellie Martin and it was a big hit at the time, so that also helped me like my new name better. I started inducing myself to everyone as Kristy.

My new name did not fly with so many people. Mainly family and old friends. My family still calls me Krissy and so do my old friends. They flat out refuse to call me Kristy. This drove me CRAZY!!! How dare they not call me by my new name????

Time has passed and I do not hate my old name. In fact I divide my friends in two categories: The ones that call me Krissy, and the ones that call me Kristy. Krissy is now a term of endearment and I completly embrace it. However I still prefer Kristy thank you very much.

First Entry

After refusing to get on the blog train, I am going to do it. Mainly for myself. A way to express my thoughts to someone other then my husband. (Who really doesn't care but listens to shut me up)
I don't know if anyone will read it or even care about my thoughts, but sometimes it feels good to just get it out there.