Monday, December 24, 2007

christmas happenings

Last Monday, I arranged my first event at my new job...a holiday party for 24 at a local restaurant. It was important to me to have it come out perfect, because ummmmmm...well, because I really want to impress them so that they want to keep me. There was one hiccup, but otherwise it was a big success...Woo Hoo!

Last Monday was also Murray's first sleepover without me. Mom was kind enough to offer to watch him so that I could have a good time at the party and not worry about him. From what Mom said, he was a good little boy. Though, she could've done without his bony feet digging into her when he decided to wake her up by walking on her chest.

Another highlight so far this Christmas season was going over to Mom's house on Sunday to learn how to make her pierogies, which are a Christmas Eve tradition in our family. I asked my 12-year-old niece Christine to join us, and we had a great time. Murray was getting a bit underfoot, literally and figuratively, so I put him and his cousin Oscar out in the backyard. I got so involved in the cooking and writing down the recipe that I didn't even hear their barking. Mom finally went down to let them in and discovered it had been pouring and that they were soaked. Oops. Oh well, at least the temperature wasn't too bad.

That's all so far. Murray and I will be sleeping over Mom's for Christmas Eve. I'll fill you in on what Santa brings him. In the meanwhile, here's Mom's recipe for pierogies, which is very detailed because, what can I say, I'm anal...lol. I've added pictures of the different steps at the very end, which you can click on to enlarge.




PIEROGIES

Pierogies are a semi-circular stuffed dumpling, which have strong ties to the Slavic culture.

Pierogies have become a Christmas Eve tradition in our family. Though, Mom makes them periodically throughout the year too. They can be made with other fillings, but we usually eat them with a mashed potato filling.

This is the recipe that was handed down to my mother from her mother-in-law (my grandmother), who was born of Ukrainian decent. Mom usually makes it by touch and sight, so the measurements are just estimates.

The following is a recipe suited for large gatherings, such as Christmas time. For a smaller meal, you'll want to half the quantities. Please note: you probably could make the mashed potatoes beforehand, but what's written below is how Mom does it, all intermixed.

  • Peel and cut up potatoes and boil them in a small pot until they are soft when pierced with a fork
  • At the same time, put a large pot of water to boil for the pierogies
  • For dough, whisk 4 eggs in a large mixing bowl, add 3 teaspoons of salt and fill bowl half full of water. Continue to whisk and start adding all-purpose flour until consistency is too hard to keep stirring
  • Put big handfuls of flour onto your work surface and add part of the dough. Gather in flour and knead dough until it is tacky not sticky
  • When you think dough is ready, prepare it for rolling out by pressing down once, flip it, and press down once more
  • Remember to check potatoes for doneness
  • Roll out dough until the right thickness, flipping it periodically and rolling it in multiple directions, aiming for it to be round and about 1/16" to 1/8" thick (Note: If dough forms holes as you're rolling it out, it wasn't kneaded enough. So, just roll it all back together, add some flour, and knead some more before trying to roll it out again)
  • Using a hamburger maker or a glass that's about 3" in circumference, cut as many circles out of the rolled-out dough as you can
  • While waiting for the potatoes to finish cooking, put the circles aside, flipping them over so that the side covered in flour is against the table. Also put the spare dough aside to be re-used later
  • You'll keep repeating rolling out the dough and then cutting the circles, but in the meanwhile, the potatoes should be done cooking, and you have to stop and make the mashed potatoes
  • For mashed potatoes, drain the water out of the potato pot, add salt, pepper, 8 slices of american cheese, 2 sticks of butter, cover & let melt. Beat until smooth, not lumpy. (Note: Don't add milk like you might usually do for mashed potatoes, as they won't be the right consistency for the pierogi filling)
  • Put about a tablespoon of potatoes into each circle of dough you cut out, fold over, and really pinch the ends together so that no openings can be seen, use some flour if you need to
  • To cook pierogies, gently place 10-15 pierogies at a time into the boiling water, stir gently to make sure they are not sticking to bottom of pot or each other. They will float to the top when done, in approximately 8 minutes. Use slotted spoon to remove, put in strainer and rinse with cold water, cool, then rinse a 2nd time. (Note: The 2nd rinsing is really important, otherwise you'll wind up with just one big lump of dough) Keep repeating this until all the pierogies are done cooking.
  • To serve, some people like to eat them at this point, either plain or with butter. We'll sometimes sample them, but usually when they'll totally cool, we'll place them in a plastic tub and then later on fry them up in some oil and serve them plain with butter or with fried onions. Other serving options include mushrooms and sour cream.

Some additional notes:

  • You can re-use the leftover dough from cutting out the circles by combining it all together, add a small amount more of flour, roll out and cut circles. But anything leftover after that should be thrown out, as it will contain too much flour to be good.
  • You can make the pierogies a day or two ahead of time if you're going to eventually fry them.
  • While Mom was teaching my niece Christine and I how to make these, it took us about 1 to 1 1/2 hours to make them. We didn't count them, but we probably made between 50-60 pierogies from this batch.


Sunday, December 16, 2007

hip

Sporting the new look of the season...


Murray has taken to his new all-weather jacket surprisingly well. In fact, I suspect he's up to something, because he's being too good about it all. It's so unlike him. Heck, he even sat down the first time I told him to so that I could take this picture.

Who would've thought that I'd find the perfect jacket for him at Old Navy (yes, that's how hip he is)? I almost never go in there myself...I'm nowhere near hip. I only went in to do a bit of Christmas shopping, and as I went to leave the checkout counter, there they were, a whole bunch of dog coats. And for 50% off, I might add...even better.

I couldn't tell you the number of stores I went into expressly to find Murray a coat, which was only necessitated by the whole haircutting debacle from last month. His hair is taking its own sweet time growing back in, and so with winter's chill on the way, I've been on a mad hunt for the perfect coat for his highness. So many had to be rejected, because they were either so light as to be useless, so bulky that he would have been like the marshmallow man trying to get around in it, the wrong color for his salt & pepper coloring, too girlie for this manly man, or wayyyy overpriced for my pocketbook.

The coat Murray's modeling above is a little lighter than I wanted, but it's easy to get into, water-repellent and, as I just found out tonight, reflective as well. The only downside to it is the hat. Not sure who designed it, but I don't know what they were thinking. If I put it down, it goes so low that he can't see, so I can't use it. And in weather, like tonight's wintry-mix, his poor little head got soaked.

So, if you're looking for a coat for your little boy or girl (dog, that is), make sure you check out Old Navy.

Friday, December 14, 2007


Just found a new favorite. I love it when his tongue is sticking out. Too bad I took it after I had already made the cards up.

Friday, December 7, 2007

Thursday, December 6, 2007

outtakes

Sorry for being so lax about posting here. Haven't had much to report, and I guess Murray just hasn't been doing anything so cute that it warranted keeping you informed :)

I have been busy with my new job, which I love, but getting used to a straight 8-hour day is taking me longer than I thought. I'm tired by the time I sit down for dinner every night now, and I'm not sure why. It's not like I'm so stressed at work, because heck, they've hardly given me enough work yet to fill 6 hours, let alone 8. Maybe that's why; I'm just twiddling my thumbs too much...lol.

As for Murray, he isn't too happy about my 8 hour days, as evidenced by all the stuffing he's taken out of his pillow and then the new bed that replaced it. And I've even been stopping by during lunchtime most days. I've noticed, though, that he seems to do fine during the morning. It's just after I leave him to go back to work after lunch that he gets destructive. So, on Friday, I'm not gonna stop home at lunch to see if he'd be better off without me stopping in halfway through my shift.

We finally had our first snow yesterday, and Murray was in his glory. I had a feeling he'd love it. He was zooming around in it, he loved it so much. My old dog was the same way. I wonder why it has that effect on dogs.

I took a whole bunch of pictures of Murray the other day, hoping that I could use one of them for a Christmas Card and to post here once it got closer to the 25th. The poor dog...I must've taken about 50 pictures...lol. Giving him treats of pieces of his regular food helped. Well, I don't want to ruin the surprise of seeing his gorgeous Christmas mug, but here are some outtakes from our photo shoot:





I actually kinda like that first one, because it makes it seem as though Murray and Santa are up to no good. If only Santa knew that he couldn't trust his partner not to tear him to shreds when no one was looking :P~~~

Friday, November 23, 2007

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Thursday, November 8, 2007

murray gets a hair cut

THE BEFORE:


THE AFTER:



If it weren't for the fact that Murray immediately tried to attack Oscar, like he always does, when we walked through the door after I picked him up from the groomers, I would've thought they gave me back the wrong dog. Even his coloring has changed. I miss my scruffy murray :(

The groomer said it may take a couple months to grow back in. I plan to be more diligent with his grooming in the future to avoid all the matting so that I don't have to go to the extreme of this haircut again.

Tuesday, November 6, 2007

Day 4 and still surviving

...at least, I am. Oscar might be another story.

Watching all 3 boys this week was a nutty undertaking, but we're managing and getting into a routine. I'm not particularly fond of the morning routine, though, as it seems to keep starting earlier and earlier. Once one of them is up, the other two are soon to follow, and when you have 2 little dogs walking all over your prone body, it's only a matter of time before your feet hit the floor.

One of the things that has been amusing me the most is catching Murray staring at himself in Mom's mirrored closet doors. He'll be sitting in bed real still, so I look over to see what he's up to, and he's just admiring himself in the mirror. One time, he sat on the floor in front of the mirror, and I stood behind him talking to him in the mirror. I walked to the right and he followed me, still staring into the mirror, and then he was totally confused when I all of a sudden disappeared from in front of him (my reflection was no longer in the mirror). He tried to find me behind the corner, but to no avail :)

Well, it's 6:40am, and we've been up for nearly 2 hours, mostly just lazing around in bed after a quick run outside. Murray's trying to engage his cousin Disco in some horse play, but he wants nothing to do with it. He just keeps stretching and yarning and giving me the occassional kiss. Oh darn, I spoke too soon. All hell's breaking loose. They all want to go out NOW!!! That's how it's been all this time, one minute all's calm and the next, there are 3 blurring bodies.

Well, I best go answer their call before they take over my keyboard. I'll report some more in future posts.

Wednesday, October 31, 2007

murray landed us in jail

Well, okay, not really, but it wasn't for lack of trying. We were out for our last walk of the evening around midnight when two guys on bikes came around the corner. As they approached us, I realized they were police officers and breathed a sigh of relief. Murray, on the other hand, didn't care who they were, he just wanted a piece of them. So, there I was trying to get control of my little snarling puppy, who was on the end of a 16-foot leash, and there were the cops not a foot past the end of it. Lucky for Murray, they didn't take him too seriously. They just road by saying, "look at that big attack dog...hahaha." If they only knew.

In other related news, my friend Kathy also tried to get me arrested...for drunk and disorderly conduct this time. Though, I guess they can't really arrest you for being drunk on laughter.

We were at her house last Sunday evening just finishing playing a game when she asked, "What should we do next?" While I and her other friend were himming and hawing, Kathy got it into her head that she wanted to do something Halloween-ish. Mind you, it was nearly 8pm, on a Sunday, and anything that was happening on that day was pretty much over. That's when she decided we should get something to put in our hair and walk down the main street of a local town. Friend #2 bailed on the idea, but I was game. What else does a 40-something single female have to do on a Sunday night?

After about the 4th store, we were starting to lose hope that we'd ever find what we were looking for. It was only 3 days before Halloween, after all, and all the good stuff was long gone. But then we happened upon a K-Mart and found the only two remaining hair bands with bats attached to springy things in the entire state of New Jersey (see picture of the strange lady to the left).

We parked the car and made our way to Main Street on foot, giggling all the way. Our first encounter was with a couple hidden in a piazza-like alcove outside a restaurant. They were too busy playing kissy-face to even notice us. We continued on and finally reached our destination, Main Street USA...bright lights, large sidewalks, stores on either side of the road. And practically no people. Ugh. How disappointing.

We decided to walk a block or two anyway, because then at least we could say we accomplished our mission...a boring one, but one nonetheless. That's when we spotted him, a man walking towards us. Finally, someone was gonna see us with our springy bat thingies on our heads. And he didn't disappoint. "Nice costumes, ladies" he said as he walked on by. A fit of giggles ensued. He just made our night. It caused us to become more daring.

"C'mon, let's go into that Starbucks over there," I said to Kathy. "Umm, ok" she replied enthusiastically (NOT). I only had to pry her fingers a little off the door to get her to go inside. We stepped up to the counter to place our order, and no one even batted an eye (no pun intended) at what was atop our heads, not even the bunch of teenagers milling around. Though, I'm sure at least one of them took a picture of us with their cell phone, which will make an appearance on their My Space page as what they will never be caught doing when they reach our age.

We sat outside enjoying our Pumpkin Lattes and giggling over the silliness of the night. It'll definitely stay in our memory banks longer than if we had just stayed at her house playing another game or watching a video. Lesson learned: Act silly...it brings you joy.

Sunday, October 21, 2007

road rallying

Our local AAA recently held their second road rally as a fundraiser for a great charity. Unfortunately, I was not able to go on the day of the event, but they were nice enough to email me the directions. And so, on the spur of the moment yesterday, I called Mom and asked if she wanted to join me and Murray for our own personal road rally. She did.

My car, apparently, did not.

On the way to pick Mom up, my car started making a funny sound whenever I put my foot on the gas after being at a stop. Once we arrived at her place, Mom was kind enough to let us use her car, and we set off for our adventure. It was a gorgeous day, and we drove around for over 4 hours, covering 60-some miles while looking for signs along the way to answer some questions, and stopping at some historic places and parks.

Our third destination was Estell Manor Park, where we got to see the remains of a glass factory that was operated from 1825-1877. It's also where Murray got to see his first turtle, a snapper according to one of the passersby. I haven't seen a turtle in years, and Mom hadn't seen one of that color before. And Murray...well, he would've liked not to have seen it.

Murray was walking towards me when all of a sudden something moved in front of him. He jumped straight up in the air in fright and then ran to me for protection, but it was only a few seconds before he got his courage back and went after that little rock-like creature, as can be seen in the following video. You'll have to use your imagination to hear his barking, as my digital camera doesn't have sound.



We really enjoyed all the places they had us go to, which included an old school, a church and cemetery dedicated in 1792, the glass factory mentioned above, a veteran's cemetery, a furnace where they made ammunition for the War of 1812, and an old village.

Here are some more pictures from our trip. Remember to click 'em to big 'em.

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

play date

I got done work early today, and Disco was looking bored, so I borrowed him for a play date with Murray. We're still in the middle of it, and they're having a blast. We spent a good chunk of the time out back, me on my lap top looking for jobs, while they ran their little hearts out. Here's a picture of them during one of their rest sessions:


I was surprised at how Murray reacted to Disco coming to his house. He gave up his toys without a fight and just sat there looking at Disco, like in this picture:


Though, there were a couple times that Disco chased after Murray, which he just loves, and I'd say he could outrace most dogs. Of course, most dogs get bored with the chase if they have no chance of catching their intended target, and so they just give up, like in this video (where they're also trying to trip yours truly):

Saturday, October 13, 2007

my child never did that before

I was watching a PBS show the other night about two people who took "incorrigible" dogs from a shelter and showed that their disposition could be changed by training them to be working dogs. The woman, who was training a bearded collie named Herbie to be a sheep dog, said something that could well fit my little Murray: "He's a really smart dog, but the problem with that is that he can pick up bad habits just as quickly as he can good ones."

Now, I'm not saying Murray is a brainiac. He doesn't instantly learn things I'm trying to teach him. Though, he has managed to train me pretty darn well, like how to drop whatever I'm doing to throw his toy for him. All he has to do is drop it at my feet and give me that look, and I'm off to do his bidding. So, who's the smarter of the two? :/

My family was teasing me last night that I was turning into one of those mothers who thinks their child can do no wrong, or at least, he didn't until he started hanging out with their child. I guess that could be because I've gotten into the habit of saying that Murray didn't do that until he saw one of their dogs doing it. Okay, guilty as charged. Well, except I don't think Murray is a little angel. Just ask him how many times I've yelled at him since he's moved in as evidence.

Here's an example of Murray picking up one of his cousin's behaviors: Mom's dog Oscar will excitedly bark and look back and forth between you and the door to get you to take him outside. I fall for it every time, and sometimes he was out only 5 minutes before I got there. Well, now Murray has picked up on this little trick, but he's added his own twist to it. He barks at me whenever I'm taking too long to do what he wants (e.g., take him for a ride to visit Oscar).

Mind you, all of this is a two-way street, because Murray's cousins are now doing things that they didn't do before meeting him either...lol. For instance, Oscar has taken to opening his mouth wide and placing it around my puppy's neck to wrangle him in. If you didn't know him, you'd think he was aiming to kill my dog. But knowing what a gentle dog Oscar is, we didn't panic at the first sight of him doing this behavior. It's his way of calming Murray down, and believe it or not, Murray loves it.

The thing is, with any of these behaviors, they're kinda cute when they're doing it, so you go along with it, which enforces the behavior, and they keep repeating it. That's when you've got trouble on your hands, because while you may not mind it when it's just the two of you, or even with close family members, it may become an annoyance when guests are over or when you go visit them in their home.

Don't know if there's any answer to this dilemma. Who wants a dog who's 100% perfect all the time? After all, it's these quirky behaviors that give them their personality, and it's that personality that makes them so special to you and brings much joy and laughter into your life.

Talking about joy and laughter, this is Christine's little guy, Disco, acting as if he's conducting a board meeting or something:

Monday, October 8, 2007

rites of passage

Last night, we celebrated all the October birthdays in our family, and there are lots of them within a week of each other. Well, actually, four at last count. Mom made us spaghetti and meatballs, which my OLDest sister, Kathy, couldn't resist telling me, a vegetarian, just how good the meatballs really really were. I'll stick with my buttered and cheesed spaghetti, thank you very much :)

After our bellies were full, we moved into the living room to open presents, and oh, how many there were. By one of her gifts, I could see that my niece, Christine, would love to turn me into one of those people. You know the kind - the ones who dress their dogs up and paint their toe nails purple (sorry, Maria, just had to throw that in there...hahaha). This is what she got me for Murray, who so nicely modeled it later in the evening:

Apparently, Murray doesn't want to be one of those dogs either, as the entire time I was trying to take pictures of him in the costume, he kept trying to grab it with his teeth to get it off of him. And even after I took it off and put it on top of the table, he wasn't satisfied. He jumped up and grabbed the outfit from the table and tried to hide the offending object. Speaking of which, I just glanced down, and guess what is now sitting at my feet? That same pumpkin outfit. Guess Murray's still trying to get rid of it. Either that or he's changed his mind and is asking me to put it back on him...lol.

After presents, it was time for some yummy cake and ice cream. Ever try to sing the Happy Birthday song with four names in it? It ain't easy. Luckily, I only had to sing three, since I'm one of the birthday people (smile). Here's a picture of the cake. We'll just pretend it says "and Ed" at the bottom of it (poor guy, he gets lost between us three sisters).

Friday, October 5, 2007

the boys


This is a picture of Murray with two of his cousins, Disco (a havanese) and Oscar (a shepherd mix). They were a bit of a handful trying to get them to pose for this picture. Thank goodness for photo-editing software (*smile*).

Earlier in the evening, it was a real doggie party, as there was one more cousin there named Charlie (a lhasa apso), and the three little ones were so close in size and coloring that I was afraid I was gonna take the wrong dog home. They all got along rather well, but I have to say, people who have more than two dogs living with them at one time really have to be a little nutty, especially if they are full of energy, like these guys can be.

I wonder how many other families bring their dogs along to visit their family members. We mainly do it when we meet up at Mom's house. I might have started the tradition when I first moved out of my parents' house and adopted a cat named Sunny. I used to bring him and his litter box with me, mostly because I felt guilty leaving him alone after already working an 8-hour day. That only lasted a short while, as I eventually adopted a kitty companion for him. Later on, though, I adopted a puppy named Brandy and started taking her with me to Mom & Pop's, and it's been that way with every new addition to our family ever since. The dogs look forward to playing with each other, but they like going home for some rest afterwards too. As do we...lol.

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

enjoying the outdoors

I discovered while sitting out with Murray last week that one of my neighbors has wireless connection that I can get into, but only while I'm sitting outside, which is what I'm doing right this instant. Lucky for me, Summer has decided to make a return visit, so I get to take advantage of the warm weather and wireless connection at the same time. And while I'm playing on my laptop, Murray gets to do whatever he wants, within a 30-foot radius, that is. It's a win-win combination, and it frees me from the guilt of half-heartedly paying attention to him when I'm on the computer in the house :)

There's a section of grass in my backyard that the squirrels and bunnies must spend an awful lot of time in, because Murray can't get enough of sniffing around. His nose is so far down in the grass that a lot of the time, I'm lucky if I can see his eyes. The scent is so addictive to him that he gets distracted quite easily when I'm trying to throw the stick around for him, which defeats the purpose of me taking him out there...to tire him out.

Since I'm still looking for permanent employment, Murray and I have been spending a lot of our afternoons like this. Even though I'd much rather have a steady income, it's kinda nice to be able to enjoy this time together, and I'm managing to scrape by, not that I'll be able to do that long term, but for right now, it's okay. I've had a couple good interviews, one of which is right here in town, which I'm really hoping for, for Murray's sake as well as my own. Unfortunately, they're dragging their feet in the decision-making process, which every company I've applied to seems to be doing. At least I've had a lot more calls for interviews and the like, so it's just a matter of time before I get something. Here's hoping anyway.

Ohhhh, a squirrel has decided to mess with Murray's head, so I best go protect him from himself. He's determined to get tied around a tree with no escape.



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Monday, October 1, 2007

the boss man takes a ride

Little 'ol Murray is as cute as can be, except he still has some bad habits and is picking up some new ones each day. For instance, from hanging around Oscar so much, he's noticed that Oscar gets results when he barks, so he's decided to start barking himself. Now, this isn't just when a dog walks by. Oh noooooooo. It's when he thinks I'm taking too long in heading towards the back door to take him out, or like today, after we were driving for awhile in the car, he barked to tell me to put down the window. That was the first time he did that, and it made me jump out of my seat a bit. Of course, I obeyed, 'cause hey, that's what I do. But he's got another think coming if he tries this bullying around in the middle of winter. I'm all for keeping the peace, but I'm more for keeping my arse warm :)


Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Thursday, September 20, 2007

on the road again

I didn't have to work until this evening, so Murray and I took another car ride. This time, we went down to one of my favorite spots, Batsto, which is located in the Pine Barrens of New Jersey. Here are some pics from our trip:

pics from this week

Murray chasing after his cousin Oscar:
They run in circles so fast sometimes that I wind up dizzy. Yesterday, for the first time, I let Murray run loose off the leash in Oscar's backyard to give him the freedom to go further than the 16 feet his leash allows. Luckily, no squirrels, people, or other creatures happened by to test his obedience training :)

Oscar and Murray playing cat and mouse:

The knock that never came:

I'm gonna catch that rascally rabbit yet!