While cutting down trees

Today's moral of the story. Don't let coffee come up your nose.

See it all started with mere minutes to go on my shift today that someone called Rachel in produce. Problem: there are two Rachel's in produce. Both working today. I thought that it was the other Rachel and apparently she thought that it was for her too, but it was my little brother calling saying that once I got off to go to Smitty's.

So I did. Idiot was eating more barbacue sauce than chicken wings so I made a few bets with him, he went through with the first one, but not the second. Eh, then eventually we started taking about sanity, and how he did have some. He was impressed with how many syllabes it had, I told him how many letters and that he was sane. Then he pronouced sanity somewhat like sa-a-ni-nit-ty-ee. Apparently it was really funny, I don't think that's exactly how he said it, but close enough.

The reason that apparently it was really funny is that my mom, the one who we gang up on to see if we can make her spit out her drink so that it doesn't go up her nose, let coffee go up her nose. Now you see, we'd been trying for years, at least a decade, for that to happen. And it finally did happen. With warm coffee, while taking about sanity.

Bead of water

So I was in the process of realizing something recently. I'm really bad at holding conversations. Especially with new people. Reminds me of someone; namely a fictional character, but meh. So I decided that I wanted to do something about. Problem is I really don't fully know how.

Realized something else as well. I hate feeling vunerable. Stupid little things like the admission above make me feel like that. Which I believes contributes to a lack of conversation. I'm *this* close to taking that down. Gah...

Anyway, today was part one of two of a dog aggression seminar that me and Milly (I know it should be Milly and I, but really? it's a blog) are signed up for.

Today we did nothing that I didn't already know. Mostly we did alot of work with sideholds. A sidehold, is very much like it sounds like, you get your dog to lie down, flip them on their side and pin them there. Do not try that at home, without someone to show you how it's properly done, or fully explain the reasons why you might choose to do this. I'll tell you right now, never, EVER do that as a punishment. Sideholds require a great deal of trust, and using that as a punishment is like emotionally whipping your dog. Not something done in a productive relationship.

It took Milly a full 45 minutes to an hour to settle down. While in a sidehold. That kills legs I might add. When I was first teaching her to trust me while being pinned she headbutted me so hard she made me bite through my lip. That hurt. Alot.

Anyways, after the instructor did her speel (which is similar to Darcie's, just said different, with more emphasis on different things really) I came to a conclusion. I'm probably going to be amazing with dogs if I keep working at it. I don't think I'll ever be able to apply what I've learned with dogs to children. They're actually quiet similar.

I'm going to eat supper now. Drop me a line, and after exams we should get together.