Go Home BMA, You're drunk.

So either I'm getting really old or every music awards show is miserable to watch. I couldn't get through the first 20 seconds of the Billboard Music Awards last night, and I'm totally ok with that. I moved on to bigger and better things like Long Island Medium and Breaking Amish. Because who doesn't love listening to someone speak to the dead and crazy-dress wearing-horse n buggy-screw them-teenagers drinking and driving to Florida.

Yes please!

Currently, I have Come & Get it on repeat. I'll admit that I just watched the music video... twice. Selena is still a Disney girl to me and she still has that little kid look about her so the video is rather disturbing. She's going for this 90's Shania/Christina look, and I'm not so sure about it.

add these dance moves...

 and you have 2013 awkward Selena who can't decide if she likes Justin Bieber or not. Oh well, I'm still loving her indian-not disney tunes.

Let's move along to my shenanigans, even though after going through my pictures it's obvious I live a very exciting, thrill seeking life where I wear outfits like this..

with a belt that doesn't fit. I was wearing mom shorts proud by doing two things at once...

Playing tug-of-war in between flipping pancakes. Although, I don't feel like you're getting the full effect with that bottom picture...

ah... there we go. That cute face wins every time. If you're judging me by my dirty floors... go right ahead... With the power of my mom shorts I got out my mop and cleaned our floors right up and made cinnamon rolls as a reward.

because you need pancakes AND cinnamon rolls. It's a weekend rule. and because you haven't seen enough pictures of my sweet Emily, I'll leave you with this...

Ridin dirty to the dog park.
Also, if you've seen my 3 month old puppy, let me know.... I have a random dog in my backseat and I don't know what to do with her.

I'm going to go cry now.

-Max

She Likes You More

So you know how my Fridays work on this blog of mine. We talk about Emily and all the cool tricks she can do and how proud I am of her. We've had 2 accidents this week, one in the hallway the other in the bathroom... hey, at least she got the idea right... in fact, we've been pee free in the house since Tuesday. I'll drink to that! (happy friday!)

But one thing I've been quiet about is how she's affected Nate and I's relationship. Before you jump to conclusion and assume we're not getting along or fighting... think again. We've had one fight since we met two years ago and it was about directions to Chipotle (to set the record straight, I was right.) so it's obvious that we have a solid relationship and we get along just fine. Since we added Emily to our group, we've been lacking sleep, she's always our topic of conversation, and she's always getting our attention. Most of our "free time" is spent making sure she doesn't pee on anything, or playing fetch in the yard.

I've mentioned our schedules here before, I work nights, Nate works a normal schedule. I spend most of my mornings with Emily, while Nate only gets to enjoy time with her for about an hour or so when he gets home from work. Over time, Emily has formed a bond with me since we spend so much time together. We didn't start to notice this until a couple of weeks ago when she wouldn't go outside unless I walked outside too. She'll only come on my whistles and she loves falling asleep in my lap. Last week, Nate mentioned to me that he thinks Emily is more attached to me. I disagreed even though it's very well obvious that she does. I didn't have to ask if it was bothering him, because I knew it was and I completely understand why. My heart would be broken if Emily was always falling asleep on him or waiting for him to come home. I would probably cry and want to exchange her for another one (kidding... sort of) and it wouldn't be as fun.

stretching with mommy

So, here's what I started doing, and I've definitely noticed a difference. When I come home on my dinner break I let Nate and Em spend time together without me. I'll make dinner while they play fetch or tug of war. Nate feeds her dinner and sometimes breakfast. I let them spend lots of time together since she and I get so much time in the morning. It helps on the weekends when both of us are home and we're able to hangout with her at the same time. She still follows me around, but she goes to him when he has a toy or a treat.

Most of my girlfriends who have dogs agree that their dog is closer to them rather than their husband or boyfriend. Is this how it is in your house? If so, what do you do about it?