Sunday, April 10, 2011

Happy Blogiversary!

Pensyl Points has been around for a year! We hope you've enjoyed keeping up with the antics that occur around here! It's not uncommon for one of us to yell "blog it!" when something happens around our house! Here's to many more Pensyl Points blupdates!

Sleeping Arrangments

...don't exist if you have a dachshund in the bed with you. Even more so if said dachshund is made out of taffy and stretches to absolutely bizarre lengths when she's sleeping. One thing to know up front is that Lily is a very long dachshund - she's at least 16.5 inches from neck to end of body. When Lily gets comfy as she's sleeping she stretches...and stretches...and stretches. It's not uncommon for Marc or I to call the other one from some other part of the house to come marvel at the length to which Lily has stretched. We say that she's made out of taffy because we have no other explanation for how she reaches these lengths.

Lil sleeps in her bed on the floor next to ours, but every once in a while she's allowed to sleep in bed with us (don't tell Tucker!). A few weeks ago she slept with us - typically we have no issues, but on this particular night she was being a complete bed hog. Marc and I analyzed the situation the next morning over breakfast on the white board:
Upper right drawing: How the night started off. Lily is curled in a ball between the edge of the bed and Marc. Marc is on his back with is arms folded under his head. I am on my side facing away from them.

Upper left drawing: This is what it looked like when the alarm went off a few hours later. Lily had stretched to lengths reaching over half the bed. Marc was squished over to my side and couldn't stretch out his leg. I appeared not to have moved (I'm a very heavy sleeper). I believe I was unaffected by the situation that particular night.

Bottom drawing: How we feel sometimes when Lily sleeps with us. She's the long line across the bed and we're both in the upper corner. Another thing to note is that Lily always has to sleep diagnally or perpendicular to us...she can never just conform and lay parallel.

All in all we love to cuddle with Lil and will continue to marvel at the lengths to which she can stretch...even if it is a little uncomfortable for us!

Shave and a Haircut?

Marc walking out the door to band practice. Someone buy this man a Mach 3!


When Vacuums Attack

So I was cleaning the house today - just following my usual house cleaning routine and I was at the part where I vacuum the couches. *Pause* Did she just say vacuum the couches?! I did just say that. We have a no dogs on the couch rule, and even though it's enforced, each week there are little hairs on the couch. I told Lily and Tucker that they'd be allowed up on the couches if they would vacuum them for  me each week, but no such luck yet...something about not having opposable thumbs.

Anyway our trusty little Kenmore has an additional attachment called the Pet Blaster 2000. It's actually called the Power Pro 200, but one day Marc asked me to pass him the Pet Blaster 2000 and the name just of stuck. I was bent over the love seat vacuuming away with reckless abandon and I turned around to this horrifying sight:

Luckily we were able to revive him and he's recovering well. Apparently Marc was just walking through the living room minding his own business when the carpet attachment just attacked and knocked him to the ground - I was, of course, vacuuming and missed the scuffle. Fortunately, I was able to rescue Marc in time (and by "in time" I mean after I fell to the ground laughing for approximately 10 minutes).

Thing are always eventful around the Pensyl household.

Blix

That's blog for "blog remix". So recently a few new people have discovered Pensyl Points (hi guys!) and I got several comments on the following blog post (originally blublished on August 10, 2010). I thought I'd repost it for your reading pleasure:

Basketball Update
I purchased a basketball! Now we have a hot lookin' hoop and a ball! I also wrote "PENSYL" on the ball in case in rolls into the neighbors yard. Marc made fun of me for doing this. I like to look at it as planning ahead for the day our little Pensyls are out there shooting hoops and I call them in for dinner and they drop the ball and come running in and it rolls away across the street to the neighbor's yard. Then the neighbor will know just who to return it to! See how well prepared I am making us?!

Blupdate:
What I didn't put in the original blost was that I accidently bought a girls size basketball. I actually fully knew I was buying it, but they didn't have any normal sized ones and I really, really wanted one so my basketball project would be complete. I am going to claim "planning ahead" on this one too for the little Pensyl hands that will need to manage the basketball one day.

Friday, April 1, 2011

Yes Indeedy - Ti Ti Dod!

Read yesterday's blog post first, then read this: