How I Talk To My Dog

Anyone who owns a dog knows what I'm talking about when I say "dog talk". It's that high-pitched, baby voice, talk that comes out when you're talking to your dog. Or maybe your friends dog. Or hey, maybe even a strangers dog because face it, they're all adorable and deserving of the "dog talk". But today I realized that I think I've taken it a step farther. Or maybe 100 steps farther when I talk to Luke. Seriously, I don't think there is anyone in the world who talks to their dog the way I talk to Luke. Even he probably thinks I'm insane.

When Nick is home we both talk to him like he's a new born baby. But when it's just me and Luke the crazy in me comes out. I'm not joking, it's one thing after another. The second we wake up it's "Oh good morning babies." And obviously said in a high-pitched voice. Also, I have no idea why I call him babies, because he's one dog, but I do so whatever. I swear to god everything is said in a super high-pitched voice that I didn't even know I had. And it's only gotten worse in the year that we've had him. He's the "cutest baby ever" and the "handsomest boy in the world" and "my bestest baby". Wow, I don't even know why I'm admitting all of this to you. 

And then I tell Luke everything. And I mean everything. Like what I want to eat or what I'm currently thinking or when I have to go to the bathroom. He knows everything. Thank god he can't talk. And yes, even normal "Get off my lap, I have to go to the bathroom" is said in a high-pitched voice. I don't even know what has happened to me. When I ask him if he wants breakfast or dinner, high-pitched voice. When I ask him if he has to go potty, high-pitched voice. When I tell him to stop barking at the mailman, yup, high-pitched voice. I'm insane, I know, but I can't help it. He's 90 pounds of monster but I love it and I still only see him as a 20 pound baby ball of fur. 

Circa January 2014

But really, you all cannot tell me that you've caught yourself talking like a crazy person to your animals. If you love your animal even half as much as I love Luke, then you know exactly what I am talking about. It's that voice that gets turned on the second you walk in the door and never leaves when you are talking to them. Unless they're in trouble, like Luke is quite a bit. Then it's a stern, well as stern as I can be, "Lucas Raymond" until he looks at me and then the baby/puppy voice is turned right back on. That is all I have for you this rainy Tuesday. I'm just going to go back to snuggling and talking to Luke like a crazy person. See ya.

That Moment Your Phone (And Life) Changes

Sunday I dropped my phone. I've dropped my phone countless times. I don't put a case on it, or a screen protector, because every time I drop it, it never broke or anything. But on Sunday, we'll call it c-day (cracked day), my phone fell out of my hands from not very far up and shattered. Totally and completely shattered. Glass pieces in my hand, stuck in my fingers, and I can barely see my screen. I wanted to vomit. According to Nick "it's not the end of the world" but I really kind of think it is. So I went to the AT&T store to get a new one, but they have a stupid new plan thing so instead I ending up completely changing my parents plan in order to save them like $75. So now I have a shattered phone screen and am waiting on my cousin to get parts in order to fix it. I kind of just want to go buy a new phone but I guess I can be patient and wait until the new screen comes in. In the meantime, I'll just have a mini panic attack every single time I look at my phone.

In other news, I went to Frozen on Ice the other night and it was the most adorable thing I've ever witnessed. Every single little kid around me, and there were a lot, was singing the words out loud and at the top of their lungs. And the little girl behind me knew every single word to the entire movie and if they said something that wasn't in the movie she would get pissed and say "they didn't say that!". It was so funny, like hilarious and adorable all together. I loved it. I felt like a five year old again and it was nice not to have anything to worry about. Well except that stupid dress because it was all going on at the same time as I was sitting watching Elsa freeze the Scott Trade Center. 

Illinois has also had way too much snow for anyone to handle lately. Like I love snow, a lot, but I'm so sick of it. Especially when it starts to melt and makes everything so muddy and Luke decides to sprint through all of the mud. It gives him 327289473 even more spots than he already has. But last weekend after one of our big snows the weather was perfect for hanging outside. So that's exactly what I did with Ethan and my Aunt Cindy and Uncle Greg. 

So that's my life as of late. I have an Influenster VoxBox review I need to do, and Luke got his first BarkBox so I will let you all know how much he loved everything in it. In the meantime, I'm working every single night this week and this weekend I have a full schedule. When life comes at you, it comes at you full force.