Happy Anniversary, Mom & Dad

Happy 35th Anniversay to our rents!

They are going to be having dinner at "The Summit", a new restaurat at the Broadmoor tonight. Nik, Mike, Bri and I are having a bottle of wine sent over to them.

We love you very much!

Christmas Cheer

I love Christmas, it's my favorite holiday. We did a little decorating outside our house today. Nothing that involves ladders or long hours, just things that make me smile!

Giving thanks

Being thankful...I simply do not stop enough to really think about all the wonderful things and people I have in my life. Life gets busy and the litte things seem to take over. Bills take over, work takes over, stress takes over.

I am married to the man that I know God made just for me. I wake up in the middle of the night to find him holding my hand. He lets me drink his water that he brings to bed for himself. He would go to the end of the earth for me and never ask for a single thing in return. He puts up with my craziness and my bad moods. He gets me, he understands me and loves me anyways.


I have a wonderful family that I would be lost without. We are in eachother's business way too much & argue too much, but the love and support we get from eachother is a lifeline for me. My nephews are darling and still run to give me hugs. I still smile everytime I hear " Uncle Brian".


Granny is still with us, and looking pretty damn good for 89!


Nik is my rock & drinking buddy (toooo much wine with Thanksgiving dinner!), and Mike is a good friend.

Aunt Denise & Uncle Woo Woo are the best, and I am so thankful that they are here in Colorado!


My Mom & Dad are the best parents a kid could ask for. I would be lost without them. the bad news is that somehow I didn't get a picture of them today! Sorry M & D!

A lazy Sunday in the Dew household...

It is hard to be a Dew Dog!

Happy 30th, Schninz

Lindsay turned 30 yesterday, FINLLAY! I don't like having friends still in their 20's, I think it is simply ridiculous.

The Polumbus family was kind enough to invite us to join them at La Sandria, a really good restaurant near Park Meadows ( they have fabulous mojitos too!)Than we were off to join the rest of Lindsay's friends for a bowl-a-thon.




Happy Birthday, dear friend

Meeting Finley

I met Finley today. She is so tiny, a little burrito baby. I want one!

Ash looks great and such a calm new mommy!

Only a boy would do this....

Last night Nik called, and quickly handed over the phone to Coop so he could tell me something......turns out Cooper (against Jack's advice, or so says Jack) put on Hercie's shock collar and walked downstairs, an area that is off limits to Hercie. Naturally, Coop received a "zap". I asked him what he did next, and he said, " I cried!"

Again, only a boy would do that....

Finley Chase Tumbelson

My sorority sister Ashley and her husband, Jeff, welcome their new baby girl, Finley Chase into the world today! Finley weighed in at 6lb, 9oz and is 20 inches long. Mom and baby are doing great!

I can't wait to meet her! Congrats Ash & Jeff!!

Turkey Fry

Heidi and Barry Bauer have been hosting an annual Turkey Fry for all their friends, to celebrate the holidays, before the craziness of the true holidays begin.

The crowd has grown with new babies, new husbands, & new friends. Heidi swears (again) she is passing the torch next year, but none of us believe her! Nor, will any of agree to such a tragedy.

Miss Ella, trying out one of her first juice boxes

Our Neice, Ella

It is hard to nap all day, don't you think?

Cute Cooper

I just found this photo of Coop...makes my insides smile

My after school date with Jackey Boy

I am going to my sister's tonight for a Cookie Lee Party. She is working today and had asked my mom if she could drive up to their house and wait for Jack at his school bus stop. When she was telling me this, I offered to come down a bit early and meet my Jackey Boy so my mom didn't have to drive all the way up there.

Jack called me last night, and we decided that not only would we be going to get ice cream after school, but that buying some Pokemon cards is also a very high priority.

I am really excited to have some alone time with him (Coop will be with grandma). I just love, love, love my Jackey Boy.

Blog Backgrounds

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Let the pill popping begin...

Let me ask again, who knew you had to have an tight action plan to secure pregnancy? Apparently if your name is Bree Dew, than you do!


After a long conversation with my ob, I made my way to the pharmacy last night to get my goodies that will hopefully result in a baby dew. Our ob suggested we go straight to IUI, but Bri and I both feel we want to give it a month of trying on our own. I am glad she is so proactive, but we figure what is one more month in the grand scheme of this TTC ( trying to conceive..see how much I've learned, I can now speak in abbreviations about conception)

We'll see how it goes, I will be starting Clomid next week....wish us luck.

Assistant Photographer

Isn't Dolly a good helper?

Meet Ozzie, my new boyfriend

Meet Ozzie, our new foster. Little Daphne was adopted this week, and Lindsay happened to mention an old man was coming into rescue. After sending his pathetic picture to Brian, Bri said we could bring him in (another reason why I love my hubby)

Ozzie arrived tonight. Nervous, skinny, starving, bad hips and two uuuugly skin tags hanging off his belly. He has swollen feet and big knots on his elbows. He was found as a stray, clearing living a hard time.

He has an adorable face, and our dogs don't seem to mind his presence at all. He came in, ate some dinner and is now dead asleep after a long ride today from Kansas. I am anxious to get him to the vet for his hips, but we already got pain meds on board tonight.

Why people continue to think dogs are disposable is beyond me...but I feel lucky to him this boy out!

Please read and encourage our President Elect to adopt, but buy!

Dear Shelters and Rescues and Animal Lovers,

The Presidential campaign may be over, but we're asking you to cast
another quick vote... for pet adoption! As many of you know, President-
Elect Barack Obama has promised his daughters a dog, and he's
expressed his preference to adopt a shelter dog. Imagine the kind of
example that would set for millions of Americans who might follow
Obama's lead! Unfortunately, Mr. Obama is hesitating because he
believes that the kind of "hypoallergenic" dog his daughter Malia
needs may not be found in shelters or rescues. Here's where we come
in, my friends!

Adopt-a-Pet. com is proud to announce the launch of

http://www.Presiden tial-Pooch- Pardon.com

a fun campaign site where you can add your name to a letter telling
our next President, "Yes you can!" (adopt, that is). We all know that
the shelters are full of poodles, schnauzers, and other purebreds and
mixes that have low-dander hair. Please join the movement, sign the
letter, and then forward a link to all your friends and supporters! A
copy of the letter and all the signatures will be delivered directly
to the White House. You can check out the youtube video here:
http://www.youtube. com/watch? v=aQ9nttfFcK0

Thank you for everything you do to save lives,

Your friends at Adopt-a-Pet. com (and Presidential- Pooch-Pardon. com)
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Why I love being married to Brian

There is a long list why I love him, but last night I went to bed thinking I had really found 'the one' for me.....

It wasn't anything romantic, nothing special...it was simply watching my dear hubby strap on his wrist guards, than his sleep apnia mask...and than it was the ear shattering laughter that erupted from both of us as we inspected his new get-up. I love that we can find humor in the small things together.

I love that we can snuggle in for the night, letting my cackle carry us into a good nights sleep.

You know you're old when....

Brian and I have been asking ourselves this question lately, and I think we officially have an answer...You officially know you are old when you have to wear wrist braces to bed for your carpal tunnel. Don't be jealous ladies, maybe someday you too can sleep next to your hubby with wrist braces!

At least Babycakes is a good sport and let me take a picture of him and his new sleepwear!

Vacation '09

We started a new tradition- by "we", I mean us, Nik's family, & our sorority sisters Katie, Melissa and Lindsey. We try to do a trip every other year!

We did Vegas the summer before last with just husbands. And our 2009 trip, after much debate...drum roll please...will be to The Outer Banks! This time, kids are invited. And there will be a lot of them.. The Zemans, Welshs,& Odoms all have 2 kids. The Phillips have decided not to join us ( a decision we know they will be regretting big time) because they will have a baby. Sidenote, Nik traveled to Mexico with Jack at 8 wks of age, so we all think Trix can haul her 6 mo old to our vacation house....but whatever!

Anyhoo, we made our plane reservations this weekend, so the excitment is back again in the Dew household. The house at the top of this post is what we rented!

Bring on April '09!!

Have you cleaned your coat closet?

I haven't cleaned my coat closet in years. Today, I found myself throwing my body against the hall closet door to close it. Is there really need for that many jackets?

While I had my fair share of old jackets, my dear husband is a pack-rat. For example...I pulled out a raggy looking windbreaker-type-thing, he looked at it and said" I've had that since 1991". WHAT? 1991, are you kidding me??? Than I pulled out another another similar jacket and he said, "Oh, I've had that one even longer". After he spent a few minutes reminiscing, I asked if it might be possible to donate his wonderful jackets to people who might actually a) fit in them b) wear them!

So, my point to this is post is that everyone needs to clean our their hall closets and donate their old jackets! I know in Denver they are in the middle of a coat drive, and Bri's work is holding one as well. It's getting cold out...

New Camera

We got a new camera today, and figured out the flash tonight. Isn't Zachey Poo cute?

Pueblo Dog Show

It was dog show time today. We were up and off to Pueblo at 8am. In true Dew dog show style, we gave him a brush and were off. None of that fancy bath wash crap.

What totally cracks us up is that we have not really worked with Deacs when it comes to the show ring. How could we? We have no clue what is going on. We met up with Celeste, his breeder, than did a little work and it was soon time to enter the ring.

Today was a big day because Deacon is no longer in the puppy class. In the puppy class (6mo-12mo), they are more forgiving....like when the judge looks at his teeth and he whips his face in the other direction. Or, when they grab his "parts" and he tries to sit down on the judge's hand.

Well, today, Deac did great. He didn't mind the judge 'feeling him up' and happily wagged his tail as they made it around the ring. He was sure everyone around the ring was there to pet him, so he was a little distracted by all his admirers. He went up against another 12 mo male who has beat him in the past, but NOT today! Today, Deacs walked away with the Blue ribbon.

What proud parents we were. I think Brian startled the quiet crowd when he started clapping and hooting!


Deacon, and his brother, Justice, after the show....bored, perhaps?

Dolly Update

Dolly has a following! Who knew?

For those inquiring minds, she is doing better. Still timid, but coming out of her shell. Today she wagged her tail when we got home. Tonight she barked at Zach. She is becoming brave enough to travel outside of our dining room. She is brave enough for a chin scratch. She even was brave enough to try a treat. She also has learned how to use the door dog and thankfully, has decided that sleeping inside is much better than outside.

Baby steps....baby steps.

Grey's Anatomy

I love this show, I really love this show. Did you watch it last night? Did you sob like I did at the little old couple saying goodbye before the wife went off to surgery? Did you do 'the ugly' cry when she died and the little old man was begging her not to leave him?

How do you not think of your husband or wife in those situations? I certainly did, made me cry harder. Good news is that Brian isn't allowed to ever die, I told him so.

Baby action plan in place

We have a plan. A good one, I hope. One that works, I hope.

Next week, once Brian's "analysis" is back and cleared (which we know it will be), the doc is calling in a script for Clomid. I keep hearing crazy things about your hormones and Clomid....crazy moods, tears....ha, ha Bri, the joke apparently is on you...did you think it would even be possible for me to be more grumpy than I already am in the mornings?

She said we will give it 3 months, than on to Step 2 of our action plan..which hopefully you guys will not be reading about because the Clomid will work!

If nothing else, we will have fun trying :)

Court Date

So, I admit it, I had to go to traffic court today. I was a pile of nerves, my stomach literally was aching. To most people, it is not a big deal, but to someone like myself who had a car accident and a previous speeding ticket, it is a very big deal when you are faced with the thought of potentially losing your license!!

The entire scenario of the ticket was as mess, start to finish. It was a speed trap, I was at the tail end of it. When I was pulled over the cop told me I was going one speed, wrote the ticket for another speed, than told me that I was actually going faster than he wrote but that it is customary in the City of Englewood to cut a few off the actual ticket. What? He couldn't explain it to me either.

Than to top it all off, as I drove away, I realized I had given him an Insurance card with only Brian's name on it. Shouldn't that have rung a bell with him? Hello, I am not Brian Dew.

So, I had to march off to court today. Thanks to my not-so-stellar driving history, there was no plea bargaining and I plead not guilty (along with just about every other speeder in the place). I go back on Dec 8th to meet with the city attorney so I can explain the parameters around the ticket. I am sincerely hoping all the inconsistencies warrant them dropping my points down, let me pay some god awful fine, maybe attend driving school..just anything other than suspending my license.

And, at the end of the day, I really blame Brian for all of this. He was in New Orleans, thus making me responsible for driving to get the dog food that morning. He always drives to dog food...lets hope driving his wife around town isn't added to his list of responsibilities.

I voted!

I voted, and am ashamed to say I think this is the first time I've voted in a Presidential election. I didn't have to wait in line, and than drove to Starbucks for my free " voters coffee", which didn't end up being free because I don't drink coffee and had to get myself a shaken lemonade (yum!). Hubby got the coffee delivered to him instead.

Samantha, The BDew's voted 'Yes" on 51!

Meet Dolly, our new foster.

She is a 3 yr old Saint, who came into rescue with her 6 year old breeding partner. Their old owner died, and a relative took them. She drove them around town in a horse trailer, and the 6 yr old cut the majority of his pads off his feet from the floor of the trailer.. I was sickened when I saw his wounds today, he can hardly walk. Dr Winton had to give him morphine as soon as he arrived. We were all horrified at his condition. He is in good hands though, staying with Dr Winton...she, like myself, is a sucker for the special needs.

They both gave off a horrible smell. Lindsay gave them baths, the water was pure brown. We washed them down several times and the dirt would not stop coming. Disgusting. Anyway, I named our girl Dolly. She is terrified of me, the car, the house, the wind, the leaves, Brian, the leash, the chair moving, the fork I dropped on the floor.. even Deacon senses her fear and has not done any of his usual barking and play bowing, which normally scares the sh*!$ of our fosters ( and rightfully so!). Sadie smelled her and walked away...which if you know Sadie, that is NOT a normal introduction.

She will not leave the corner of our dining room. Deacon keeps checking on her, but she just hangs her head and looks the other direction. I got her a dog bed, but she has no clue what it is, she laid on the floor next to it. I went through Mcdonalds on the way home, hoping a hamburger would entice some sort of physical reaction. She licked it, and than buried her face into the seat. So, I was forced to eat it myself :)

I am sure she will come around. These shy ones are always the most rewarding to work with. Many thanks to Mel Haner who drove from Clovis, NM to meet Lisa Welch in Trinidad, CO to get them to us! Wish us luck. Thank goodness for organization like ours :)

Ps. Brian just walked by and said she is snoring :)

Fence Update

Bri and Colin conquered the installation of the new fence. It looks AWESOME!!



Though, in Brian's fit of insomnia last night, he decided the yard would look much better if we installed the new pickets on top of the old parts of the fence (2 sides). I happen to think it is a great idea, so we already have ours plans for next weekend...installing about 400 new pickets.



Thank babycakes for making our house so nice!
p.s: We are still looking for someone to come haul away the pile of branches in our yard...if you know of anyone, let me know

She likes Frogs, right?

I have to preface this blog with a little back story for it all to make sense. On that note, I sale Cookie Lee Jewlery on the side and I hosted a party tonight. With that in mind, let me re-play to you a converstion from today:

8:00am- As I drive to Safeway, I call my sister. I call their house phone and it is quickly evident that Nik nor Mike are awake, and Cooper has taken it upon himself to answer the phone....

and the following sweet sincere, and heart touching conversation ensues...

Cooper: " This is Cooper" (very abrupt and matter-of-fact, I may add)

Me: " Hi Coop, It's Auntie B. Can I talk to mommy?"

Cooper:"No. I am watching tv. She is busy. What are your dogs doing?"
so, an intertulde begins as we talk about my dogs, etc.

Cooper: "What are you doing?"

Me:" I am driving to the store to buy food for my jewlery party and thinking about a blog I just read."

Cooper" My mom blogs a lot. What did you read?"

Me: " I read about a little girl named Samantha, who is sick and in the hospital"

Cooper: What is her name" (Didn't I just tell him that??)

Me " Samantha"

Cooper:" Does she like diamonds and white BMW's? Do you have jewelry you can give her?" ( side note, my mom talks all the time to Cooper about how she wants him to buy her a white BMW when he is all grown up!)

Me: "Yes, I have jewlery!"

Cooper. "I have two pennies. What can I buy that sick little girl? What is her name again?" ( again, didn't I just tell him that?)

Me: "Her name is Samantha. I think she would love jewlery. What do you think she would like? Ballerina, ice cream come, frogs or fairies?"

Cooper, very matter of fact, " Frogs! She likes Frogs, right? I think she does. Give her frogs. Tell him (yes, he does not understand he vs she), that is from me"

Me" Coop, that is so sweet...." and I am cut off by " Auntie B, I am busy, I have to go!"

So, fast forward a few hours and Samantha's mom, Heather, takes a break from her hospital duty to come to the jewelry party. I give her Cooper's gift, for which she tears up and proceeds to tell us a wonderful story of how special frogs are to her family and how happy she is that Sam has such a nice frog bracelet to wear.

I just smile at how sweet little Coop is! He may be too busy to talk to his Auntie B, but he already knows when to be kind to someone else's heart.

He makes my heart proud.

Weekend Project

Have you ever had a nosy neighbor? We do. His name is Vern and he's about 75. He makes it his business to know anything and everything that is going on, on our street. He than makes it his business to complain about it.

He has made numerous complaints to us over the years about our dogs. Sensing his complaints, our dogs have decided to hate him. They go nuts when they see him outside, which is often, since he is 75 and has nothing to do other than to putter around in his yard. After a long week of him being outside, and them barking, we decided to bite the bullet and pay to have a 6 ft fence installed.

Before Colin, our friend and contractor, could begin, we had to cut down some the trees that lined the 4 ft wire fence ( which btw, his wife is insisting they keep on their side! What is the freakin' point?). Brian was off to Home Depot to rent a chain saw last night and this is is how I found him in the yard:



While we are now left with a huge brush pile and no clue what to do with it, the dogs are thrilled at their huge pile of chew sticks: