http://www.moderndogblog.com/2008/06/13/to-my-dearest-kayleen/ Dog Training....Unraveled Thu, 22 Jul 2010 15:14:14 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2 hourly 1 http://www.moderndogblog.com/2008/06/13/to-my-dearest-kayleen/comment-page-1/#comment-889 Kayleen Wed, 18 Jun 2008 23:19:17 +0000 http://www.moderndogblog.com/2008/06/13/to-my-dearest-kayleen/#comment-889 p.s. I'm drinking all the diet Pepsi. You'll have to have the real stuff. p.s. I’m drinking all the diet Pepsi. You’ll have to have the real stuff.

]]> http://www.moderndogblog.com/2008/06/13/to-my-dearest-kayleen/comment-page-1/#comment-887 Kayleen Wed, 18 Jun 2008 22:27:48 +0000 http://www.moderndogblog.com/2008/06/13/to-my-dearest-kayleen/#comment-887 Well Missy Michelle, I know many people who did not have great pregnancies. I know several women who had morning sickness, afternoon sickness and evening sickness. They were puking all the live long day. They ached, they were tired, they were poopy in the brain. They probably had a tona brain farts (sorry, I can't get off the bodily function thing, I keep laughing at my monstrous abilty...bwahahaha), They were mad at their husbands (as if they had no control...COME ON Ladies, we know who owns in the bedroom!). for MAKING them that way. When your sick, days pass sooooo slowly and for them, nine months probably seemed like an eternity. I myself only puked once. I had to have milk and drank almost a half gallon in one delicious gulp. Ahhh, tasted soooooooo good. The mozzerella ball that came back up was a complete shock! Lovely, huh? So, you didn't make any friends in Yoga....you verblized a totally politically incorrect fact. So, boo-hoo to them! Wait until they start breast feeding their nipples are sore and cracked (hey, it goes away, and there is a definate advantage to the parasitic action...I can't even explain the bonding...it's indescribable) and hard. Then, the first time in the shower, all alone doing the whole Herbal Essence thing, they'll look down and see that they are making a shower of their own but, with two shower heads. Hey, it happens. Whater ya gonna do? Not a darn thing cause that's just the way it is. Acceptance is 98.9 percent of the solution. OK, maybe not. I read your blog because, even though I only get to see you about once a year, I have known you since you were basically "little". I have always admired your direct nature and that you have a love for animals. You write very well, by the way. OK, so I care. On that note, I bid you adieu. I have to go dry my eyes from the onslaught of tears that are ruining my ability to type. Yeah, I just read you most recent blog. Thinking about you! Take it easy babe-ster! Kayleen (in Indian that means "she who feels too much") Well Missy Michelle,
I know many people who did not have great pregnancies. I know several women who had morning sickness, afternoon sickness and evening sickness. They were puking all the live long day. They ached, they were tired, they were poopy in the brain. They probably had a tona brain farts (sorry, I can’t get off the bodily function thing, I keep laughing at my monstrous abilty…bwahahaha), They were mad at their husbands (as if they had no control…COME ON Ladies, we know who owns in the bedroom!). for MAKING them that way.
When your sick, days pass sooooo slowly and for them, nine months probably seemed like an eternity. I myself only puked once. I had to have milk and drank almost a half gallon in one delicious gulp. Ahhh, tasted soooooooo good. The mozzerella ball that came back up was a complete shock! Lovely, huh?
So, you didn’t make any friends in Yoga….you verblized a totally politically incorrect fact. So, boo-hoo to them! Wait until they start breast feeding their nipples are sore and cracked (hey, it goes away, and there is a definate advantage to the parasitic action…I can’t even explain the bonding…it’s indescribable) and hard. Then, the first time in the shower, all alone doing the whole Herbal Essence thing, they’ll look down and see that they are making a shower of their own but, with two shower heads. Hey, it happens. Whater ya gonna do? Not a darn thing cause that’s just the way it is. Acceptance is 98.9 percent of the solution.
OK, maybe not.
I read your blog because, even though I only get to see you about once a year, I have known you since you were basically “little”. I have always admired your direct nature and that you have a love for animals. You write very well, by the way.
OK, so I care.
On that note, I bid you adieu. I have to go dry my eyes from the onslaught of tears that are ruining my ability to type. Yeah, I just read you most recent blog. Thinking about you!
Take it easy babe-ster!
Kayleen (in Indian that means “she who feels too much”)

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