Her Name is Rosie

As I’ve mentioned many, many times, Chris and I have a beautiful Rottweilier named Rosie. Here is a picture of her, or more accurately, a picture of her gigantic ass:



Anyway, to us, Rosie is more than just a dog. She is our baby. In fact, there have been many times when Chris and I have hypothesized that someday, we will probably like Rosie more than our actual children.

But sometimes, I suspect Chris likes the dog more than me. Why? You see, pre-Rosie, Chris used to make up little songs about me. These were nice little songs about me being pretty or him loving me. But for the past three years, all his songs have been about the dog. Although, it’s not really accurate to say he makes up these songs. Rather, he takes songs that already exist and changes the words. For example, we have:

Her Name is Rosie
This song is based on Suzanne Vega’s “Luka.” It goes like this: Her name is Rosie/ She lives on the third floor/ She sleeps right next me/ Yes I think you’ve heard her snoring before.

Sweet Rose
This is an adaptation of Lou Reed’s “Sweet Jane.” It goes: Jack, he was a banker/ And Rose…. She was a dog/ You can hear Jack say/ Sweet Rose/ Sweet Rose

Stink Puppy
Finally, we have this one, based on “Brass Monkey” by the Beastie Boys. This one’s pretty basic: Stink Puppy/ That stinky puppy/ Stink puppy, puppy/ That stinky puppy

There are others, but you get the idea. Perhaps I should be concerned, but then again, I do enjoy singing along.

Sarah Pot Pie

Saturday was my three-month anniversary, and yesterday was the first time I have worked out since the big day. It was pathetic, but it felt great. Attempting to run for any length of time was a joke, but I still managed to at least stay on the treadmill for 20 minutes, even though I walked for most of that and barely broke a sweat. And despite the fact that this workout featured very little “work,” I am super sore today. That’s a good sign, I suppose.

It’s amazing how quickly I fell out of all the good habits I formed pre-wedding. A lot of that is due to my job. I feel like I am just now beginning to catch up from the two weeks I took off for my honeymoon. Granted, since the wedding we’ve increased our department by two people, which I had to interview and hire, and we’ve had two people leave — one which I had to replace and one that was my boss. So, it’s been a bit crazy ’round here, and I’ve struggled to leave early enough everyday to get home and walk the dog, let alone have time to workout.

Still, I could have gone to the gym on the weekends. And a heavy workload does not excuse my all pasta-cheese-and-fried-food diet of late. That I blame on the weather. During the summer, I had no problem eating a salad for lunch or dinner. But now, with the wind and the snow and the air, all I want is a heaping bowl of warm gooey fried cheese comfort food.

For example, after Thanksgiving we froze most of our turkey leftovers, and on Sunday I finally turned those leftovers into a meal. I made this lovely Paula Deen turkey pot pie recipe that has been busy clogging my arteries for the past two days. For those of you unfamiliar with Paula Deen, all of her recipes follow a similar theme: cook some fat, add some more fat, cover it all with sugar.

Her turkey pot pie recipe was no exception: cook some cheddar cheese soup and cream of celery soup, add some turkey and stuffing, cover it all with pie crust.

And it’s amazing. And comforting. And about 800 calories per serving. I had three.

So it’s back to the gym I go — that familiar place that’s comforting in its own way .. even though one of the four TVs is always, without fail, tuned to the Food Network. Ever try working out while watching Unwrapped? I don’t recommend it.

Self-Portrait Challenge: Red, Red Wine

This month's Self-Portrait Challenge theme is RED. So, I was going to write a little tribute to red vino for this post, but after this little exchange with Chris, I had to change it all:

Chris: What's the theme of this post?

Me: It's Red, so I decided to go with Red, Red Wine.

Chris: (singing) Red red wine, you make my feet so fine...

Me: Wha?? Feet?

Chris: Those are the words, right?...

Me: Nooooo! (laughing hysterically) It's you make me FEEL so fine.

Chris: .....um, please don't put this in your blog.


Sorry honey. But to make you feel better, here's an equally embarassing photo of me:

This is disgusting...

... but hilarious. Go read THIS right now — but don't say I didn't warn you.

November E-Music

It must be the change in the seasons, because I was feeling a little metal this month. Mix in some June Carter Cash, and you've got yourself a strange collection of downloads.

Amebix - Arise Plus Two
June Carter Cash - Wildwood Flower
Coalesce - functioningonimpatience
Deadguy - Work Ethic
Earth Crisis - Firestorm
Hey Mercedes - Loses Control
Lambchop - How I Quit Smoking
Nothingface - Violence
Refused - The Shape of Punk to Come