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Sunday, April 26, 2015

Disconnect

My puppy is jealous of my phone. Well, not quite, but she knows that if I am scrolling through my apps, it will result in less belly rubs and kisses for her. Now, I don't see a huge problem with my phone usage around her. I can't be on much or she will chew a hole through the wall while I am not looking. Consequently, emails go unanswered for days and I go through life with my phone on silent should a surprise text message wake her from nap time. 

Many of us aren't present. Mindfulness, presence, and meditation are trigger words and all the rage in the top online articles. I am not trying to jump on the sensational bandwagon here, but the core issues have been a problem for years. About two years ago, my mom and I were getting our nails done at a local salon. We say a mom and her young daughter, maybe five years old, getting pedicures. Initially, it seems like a sweet and fun gesture. One to pamper both of them and make the daughter feel like a real grown up. However, I quickly noticed the mom spent a lot of time on her phone. I am all about productivity and sending some quick check in texts, but this poor girl was sitting there, staring blankly ahead, while her mother missed a crucial bonding opportunity. Even in Germany, I would see moms (and yes, sometimes dads, men are guilty, too!) speed walking along with their strollers. I would venture a good 90% of them were always staring at their phones, not even looking where they were going. People waiting in line, on the train, or the second they sit down at a restaurant, immediately pull out their phones. Like spending one minute taking in your surroundings or just being still would be too painful to bear. Hell, we even had to create laws to get people to stop aimlessly flipping through social media at traffic lights and causing accidents.




My point is, I am guilty too. Tom has called me out on it, he will be just arriving home from work and I will pull out my phone instead of asking about his day. Dahu will want to play, I'll see a notification, and feel compelled to check it right away. That dreaded two minute wait in line at the store or Starbucks, oh man, talk about painful alone time. I go to my phone. 

As a society we need to stop. There are commercials that play into our current culture, they show selfies, selfies of selfies, and Instagramming every meal and flower. Look at yourself, your friends, and your life for real. Not through a lens. See a pretty tree? Stop and look at the damn tree. Pumped about that bitchin omelette? Savor it with your senses, not your iphone. Babies know how to operate ipads with more ease than books. My dog has accidentally liked some Instagram photos. Our generations time on Earth will be remembered as never really experiencing life. Or just "doing it for the likes". This week, commit to spend time off your devices. I know it is unbelievably hard, but you will survive. One, even two hours a day completely tech free could be a huge step in the right direction. Give it a go. We could all use a detox.

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Puppy Parents

I was hoping to fill our home and this space with decor, inspiration, and ideas for our place in the city. We have a combination of hand me down furniture, college furniture, and Ikea items mixed with a few new and forever items. Then our furniture chewing, clothes tearing puppy happened.

We have been looking at Rhodesian Ridgebacks for years. Literally, years. While in Germany, I really stepped up my search. Our hearts were set on a Ridgeback, but I was becoming incredibly frustrated as litters were not available in the Midwest and finding a fair priced, reputable pup was unbelievably difficult. Now don't hate, we did explore shelter options, and look at other breeds. But with the direction our life is heading, we are being extremely particular about the people, pets, and things we bring into our home.

Something magical happened once we were back on Chicago soil. We had been home for maybe two weeks and I came across a litter in Michigan born at the end of January. Fast forward through puppy interviews, puppy choosing, and a very exhausting trip to PetSmart for supplies, and we got our perfect little one at the end of March, when she was two days shy of eight weeks.


Some of our supplies, ready for her arrival


Dahu, at just over eight weeks old

Puppies are hard. I am convinced the reason puppies and babies are so ridiculously cute is to keep us interested in caring for them when they keep you up all night, poop on your floor, and spend their days draining every last ounce of sanity from your being. I can deal with kids, I have been every day for the past three+ years (Europe excluded). Puppies, however, are a whole new level of hard. 

Dahu is now just over ten weeks and has been doing stellar at walks in the neighborhood. She knows to sit for her food, she does not know shredding potty pads and newspapers to bits is not good. We love her to death. She is a cuddler, rare for the breed and we are encouraging it as much as we can. She is very smart (and I'm not saying this just because she's mine!) and this makes me all the more excited for her to be of age to attend puppy training classes. Until then, I will spend my days chasing after this ankle biting, hand nipping, face licking love bug. She takes up every spare second I have, but she's worth it. 

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Seriously, that face melts me every time


Full disclosure: ANY and ALL new puppy tips are welcome!