Category Archives: The good life


Who doesn’t love spring? Weather gets warmer, nature is waking up, everything is blooming, birds are singing, bees are buzzing…

And dogs start shedding. Specifically my giant dogs. And by shedding I mean buckets full. The other day I was brushing Bruce who turned a year old few weeks ago and as a bonus decided to shed all his puppy hair too. I sat on the gravel and brushed and brushed and brushed and as the pile of hair behind me begun to tower over me I thought: let me arrange it so it looks like I got another dog in my back yard. And just as I started planning on the best Instagram photo ever a huge gust of wind lifted it up and carried it across the neighborhood. I bet my neighbors loved the hairy lawn decoration they woke up to the next day.

While my friend Pauline was visiting us last week she spend every evening holding Bruce in a headlock so I could brush his belly and tail and one particularly successful evening we managed to brush out all the dead hair and celebrated by eating a whole watermelon and extra slices of apple pie only to realize my poor dog now looks like a skunk because his undercoat is white not brown and is really showing through. Max slept through it all. Mostly because after years of torture he decided he best not grow all this extra fur because it just makes me brush him more.

Unfortunately brushing itself sometimes isn’t enough so I enlisted some help from my friend Nola who is a riding instructor and horse groomer and loves shaving things. Last week I made dinner and even served dessert and then just as she slipped into food coma I asked her to shave Bruce’s buttocks. You can always tell who your true friends are when they spend Friday night in the company of your dogs hairy behinds. Although operation shave the pup was successful and Bruce is all mat free he now looks like a skunk with naked bum. Max slept through it all. Mostly because he knows better then to fall for the good old ‘come and see what I have for you’ trick. It always ends up with someone clipped…

And before you ask, the brushing continues. The only time dogs are safe around me these days is when we go to the farm where I get to torture the shedding horse and they get a well deserved spring break. What I really wanted to do (apart from get a lot of praise from you all for persevering through these tough times) was to say THANK YOU BIG TIME to PetBox for sending us this fantastic package:

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As you can see they knew what was coming because they included a Furminator and a whole lot of treats.

If you are in the midst of spring fever here is a fab little coupon to get 20% OFF your first order: NORTHWESTMOMMY .

And if you don’t really have anyone laying around that needs brushing, come on over! We got plenty of work to do.

We are KOO KOO for the KANGA ROO

Some rock stars are smarter then others.

Frank Turner is the smartest. Not only is he a brilliant musician and a rather dashing devil but he picks the most fun bands to open for him on tour. This time he brought Koo Koo Kanga Roo with him on his American tour. Because they are a super fun kids band for adults I had a perfect excuse to drag Little J to his first proper rock concert ever last month.

My kid was in heaven. Neil and Bryan got on stage and started singing and dancing. My kid shook his booty for the whole hour and it was fantastic to see him happy, energized and having fun. I will admit I totally danced along to the Dinosaur song. Cause it is awesome! Afterwards we stopped by their merchandise table and they made Julian feel like a superstar taking pictures with him. We even left with a CD.

I will be honest with you. Although I consider myself a fun mom I am not one to do silly things and be very kid friendly. Taking Little J to the symphony or a camping trip is more my cup of tea then dancing around the house making silly noises. But a few weeks ago my friend Nola was having dinner with us and we started listening to some of our old CDs after dessert and the next thing you know we were all kicking around the house singing along to the Irish drinking songs from Flogging Molly. Little J was having the time of his life. He was a little shy to join in to begin with and probably taken aback by his parents unruly behavior but as I tucked him in that night he told me this was the most fun night of his life.

It would be great if I could naturally be silly and let down my guard every night, creating fun memories with my boy but that is not the case. So when Koo Koo guys released their workout video this week I knew I had to have it. I mean they say that Unicorns are real and rolling in the minivan is cool so it’s a no brainer right?

Here is one of their videos:

So if you are looking for a fab stocking stuffer digital download is only $5 and you can find it HERE. And don’t worry, if you end up loving it as much a we do your secret is safe with me. Party on!

Disclaimer: This is not a sponsored post. We were not hired, paid or given anything in return to dance to Koo Koo Kanga Roo’s workout videos. We do it cause it is fun. We are not associated with them although Julian will probably be the first to tell you he is totally friends with the band.

Lost dog

On Sunday Little J and I took the dogs for a hike on our favorite trails.

As we started walking we bumped into a lady that told us there is a lost dog on the trails and we might want to keep a look out for it. A little chihuahua named Levi.

A few minutes later we ran into the owners looking for their lost dog. I took his phone number and promised we will look for it as we hike.

An hour into our hike we ran into a mountain biker looking for the dog. He said his friend went home to get help from his family and that they are eager to find Levi before dusk cause he is little and might not make it in the wild overnight.

Not long after we met a couple who has been hiking the same trail and looking for the lost dog. I love how our little community pulls together in times like these. We exchanged information about the trails we have covered and we voiced our concerns about coyotes and eagles that call these trails home. In reality this little chihuahua was likely early breakfast for the owl that Little J and I often spot on our walks.

Little J and I then talked about nature, animals and life.

Towards the end of the hike we caught up with the family of the lost dog who after 10 hours haven’t lost hope and were going back out again.

Little J looked the poor lady straight in the eyes and said: I think Levi was taken by an eagle. That’s life, my mom said. At least you still have the other two chihuahuas but it is close to dinner time you know…