Friday, January 30, 2009

My last 2 weeks have been hell......

I all started Friday morning on the 16th.  I received a call from my bank saying that they were detecting fraud in my account.  As I was on hold, of course, I looked on line and saw that yes, somebody had indeed helped themselves to what little I had, therefore causing my salon lease check to bounce.  Fun.  After finally speaking to a human being, I actually felt secure knowing that they were on top of it.  Wrong.  Sunday evening my sister who lives in Massachusetts was looking for my blog so she "googled" my email address.....called me in hysterics.   I was busy baking cookies and had chocolate all over me so I washed my hands and called her back.  
She told me to google my email stomach dropped into my feet and I felt like I was going to throw up, cry, have diarrhea, scream, pass out, punch something, have a heart attack and was also rendered speechless for a moment.  Staring back at me on the screen of my computer was all my online banking information. Yes all of it. Online ID, Passcode, full name address and social security, along with my birthdate, mothers maiden name, bank account number and routing code, card numbers with cvv and pin codes and expiration dates.  Then just in case you didn't have enough information, all my security questions and answers.  Anything you need to know to assume my identity and better yet, help yourself to my credit cards and bank accounts, which  somebody so graciously did.  Why thank you, I worked had for what little I have so help yourself. Of course this was a holiday weekend for the bank because of MLK day so I couldn't do anything about it until Tuesday.  I was on hold so much at work Tuesday that after 20 minutes or more I would have to hang up, still have to work for my money so luckily I got off work at 4 that day and headed to the bank to see an actual human being.  Waited for the branch manager, he saw my name on the list and looked at me and apparently decided he needed a cigarette before I wasted any time during his last hour of work. Sure why not, I have nothing better to do than wait.  When he walked past me a second time and headed towards his desk after AGAIN looking at my name on the list and picked up his phone to call somebody who apparently is much more important than me, I walked into his office and sat down and looked at him as he spoke on the phone.  As he looked at me with a nice huge fake smile I said "I believe I was next..."  Wow, his break was inconveniently ended, oops sorry for any inconvenience, I know how much that can ruin your day.  As he gave me his "I am much more important than you" look I placed what I printed off the off the internet and told him to humor me and google my email address.  Hmmm satisfaction at last! It was actually wonderful to watch the look on his face and see the pearls of sweat on his forehead and under his arms as he realized what he was looking at.  Things suddenly swung in my favor.  I had his attention.  After I patiently waited for him to google his own address and show half the bank my information, everyone else magically disappeared to their own computers, I am sure they had their own pressing business to attend to. Many phone calls later to their security department I was told I had to change all of my information.  Gee really?  Hmm I guess that is why I am here, I came to the right place then. I then received another list of 1-800 #'s to call and sat down after hours to close accounts and open new ones and got instructions on how to change all my online codes, passwords and information.  Too bad I can't change my name and social also, I've been toying with Trixie Dix...don't think anyone will want that name, what do you think?  It's growing on me and rolls off the tongue.  Now I have a folder and papers, armed with 1-800 #'s I know set out to stay on hold once again as I got home to change my online information.  After 45 minutes I broke down in tears and had to hang up to start over tomorrow, couldn't do it anymore on Tuesday.
    Wednesday, at work I started my quest to protect myself once again, nobody else will protect me so here goes.  I was determined to get through to a person because as of that morning, my savings account ,which they left me with a$150 dollars vanished.  That's right into thin air.  I deposited money to open a new checking account, that was gone too.  This time, I only had to hold for 3 hrs and 55 mins. total.  I was diligent and did not hang up.  I think I was only transferred 6 times.  I got kind of sick of explaining what was going on, so the last human I spoke to in the fraud department at 4:52 in the afternoon, I told to google my email address.  Once again, I had their attention.  Lots of "Oh this is not good,"  "This is really really bad,"  "How in the ?"  "Hold one moment please....."  Wow, now the manager of the fraud unit is on the phone!  I feel so f'ing important.  After lots of new 1-800 #'s to call and another page of internet addresses and agencies to call, lucky me I usually get bored because I have so much free time on my hands,  we hang up.  Not 4 mins. later, I got a call from the secretary of the CEO who asked me to hold for a moment to speak to him.  Oh how nice, they are offering me 2 years of complimentary identity theft protection and he is going to assign somebody to assess my account daily.  Wow, for me?  How sweet.  I feel like I may actually have gotten my point across at this point.
   Thursday, head to Parr to the Sheriff's department, now I have figured out it is so much more effective to just ask them to google my email address.  I love looking at the shock on their faces, priceless.  Oh Thank You, a new list of what I need to make my case so much more effective.  Copies of the bank transactions, of what is found on google etc.  I'm pooped.  Go home and monitor my bank account, oh how nice, apparently they didn't get the memo and the charges from Dubai went through, yeah more frustration, this time too tired of this crap to cry.  More calls only now I am armed with a direct line to the CEO's office.  After 9:35 pm I am pooped have to quit.
   Friday, get up extra early to fill out my police form as the victim/complainant  and fill out as thoroughly as I am able, staple together and take a shower to start my new and exciting day, wonder what I have in store for me today?  Life is so FUN!  Go to a substation to file my complaint and watch them looking at what I have given them.  Apparently what I have handed them is interesting, the other office goes to his computer and googles his email address.  Not a hit, nobody is as popular around here as I am apparently.  They hand me two more pieces of paper each with at least 20 more 1-800 #'s and websites, then I am told that since they file 100's, yes 1 0 0's of these identity theft complaints a day just at that substation, it is up to me to be diligent and keep at it as I will be put at the bottom of a huge pile of paper as long as I call them and bring them any new information, my file will make it closer to the top, but unfortunately these people over seas, very rarely get caught.  Mine is in Dubai, I am beginning to think crime pays and I am in the wrong business.  Now I have a case # so if anyone assumes my identity, I can give them a number so they know I am the real Lisa Lynch.  Nice.
     Saturday, I open my overnight delivered certified package from the bank and have my website, and code to protect my identity, Oh good because my information has now been on the Internet for at least 8 days.  For some reason I cannot find the website they gave me the address for.  I started this process at a little after 7 am.  Finally call the 1-800 # again and this time after pressing buttons for the 2,978th time am put through to a person, thank god, only now they need to direct me to another person with a short wait time of only 55 minutes, I speak to a person, but they can't help me, let me transfer you,  I snapped, " You will NOT  transfer me, I have been on hold for 55 minutes and need to protect myself right now!"  Doesn't matter, he still can't help me and has to transfer me.  Push 9 push in your account #, etc, etc, I'm sure you know the drill.  After a short wait time of only 12 minutes, a person comes on that gives me the correct website, apparently there was a slight typo, oh, of course.  Ok now I have the correct website, with a code to start my identity protection program.  After answering a series of questions with flying colors, they put me through another test,  well I guess this is good, I need to tell them exact payment amounts on certain bills that show up on my credit report, go get the file and fill in all the answers. Wait, Wait then you have passed the questionnaire you may now continue, punch in a couple of more things then..........YOU HAVE BEEN TIMED OUT OF YOUR ONLINE BANKING SESSION....... ARE YOU F'ING KIDDING ME....!!@##%&  So I start over, only now I am told that it is a breach of security because the code I have used can only be used once and now I need to use another code or a credit card.  Imagine. Just Imagine.  I broke down in uncontrollable sobs.  I lost it.  Jay and Stevi at this point ran, yes actually ran, outside to play softball, in the snow.  So I called my Mommy, crying, blubbering and sobbing.  Her response was soothing, understanding and caring.  At times like these, even at 40, one needs her mommy.  I had to quit for the day, but not until I called and left 2 more incoherent messages with the CEO's office.  Then I called another 1-800 #.  I was damned if I was not going to get this Identity Protection in place today.  I have no idea how long it took this time, it is a blur but I can tell you if you cry and they cant understand a word you are saying, you are transferred to a human much quicker.  Finally a very nice man came on the phone and I explained to him in just under 15 minutes why I was so upset and he stayed on the line with me while he found someone to help me set my theft protection up over the phone.  This process was like pulling teeth.  I had to speak slowly and spell everything I told her for accuracy .  All in all, I was done just around 11:45, hmm 4 hours and 45 minutes, not bad.  But now I have to wait 7-10 banking days for my kit with another # to call to get my online ID and password as they are unable to give that to me over the phone.  If I had just been faster, I would have been able to chose my own on the website, but I WAS TIMED OUT! 
   Jay and Stevi came in and said they were not going into town without me, I think they were scared to leave me alone with sharp objects, so they waited patiently as I put ice over my eyes so I could look somewhat normal to face the world.  I had another time limit because it was the last day for softball sign-ups for Stevi so that got me moving as we only had until 1pm to get to Vaughn Middle School.   Then off to Scheel's to purchase whatever gear we could afford.
     I took Sunday off, had to, felt like my  brain was shriveling up to nothing and Jay was getting scared of the vacant far away look in my eyes.
     Monday, I spent 2 hours on the phone total during a client cancellation and a no-show and got absolutely nowhere, I did however get more 1-800 #'s to call and some more web sites to log onto to attach fraud alerts.  All in all the Social Security administration had the most information on top of what the police department gave me,  apparently this is a pretty huge problem nationwide.  I have covered a lot of bases in the last two weeks and also gotten nowhere and pretty far at the same time.  I am now trying to accomplish just one thing at a time, one a day unless I am successful with the first chore then I will continue on.  Learn from me.  If you bank online, shop online or do anything on line protect yourself.  Never stay logged on, or on two tabs or more at the same time, don't save online id's and passwords to your computer and the bank told me I was supposed to be changing my online ID and pass codes monthly to protect myself...... hmm didn't see the small print I guess when I was in the SECURE website.  I can tell you now that Lifelock, Privacy Assist or whatever identity theft department you chose is worth it,  I know it seems paranoid, but if I can save just once person from this kind of stress, than I've done my job.

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Crank it is..........(pages 270-405))

So Brendan, the cute boy who Kristina/Bree's mother thought was just her daughters type, ended up being a complete asshole!  Raped her, hooked her up on her drugs, booze and used his looks to manipulate her into being stuck up in the middle of nowhere, high and helpless.  I know she brought a lot of this on herself, strutting her stuff with her "new" friend Robin in front of the men and the air races.  When our children find new friends all of a sudden and sleep patterns change, school and hygiene goes out the window, it is time to step back and take a look.  All of a sudden Kristina/Bree is constantly GUFN.  Open your eyes!  She is going downhill our of control as quickly as she can.  The boy who is the nice boy, Chase is even a druggie, it is everywhere in high schools, Reno High School, I have heard is the worst , under Manogue, mainly because the money is there, Bree/Kristina had unlimited access to her bank account, and she had started sneaking out of the house.  I know all about that, that is when the trouble starts......Good Lord.


Just not ready to blog yet, I will when I am mentally able to.......Love you all.

Monday, January 19, 2009

Good for the Family

Last week we did it twice, a lot of complaining, but oh-well.  After dinner on Thursday, we wanted to go to the store for a soda and a chocolate bar.  So we walked, down hill a mile and back home uphill a mile.  Then yesterday, Stevi wanted to go to the library and we wanted to go to Blockbuster and exchange our movies, so we walked, a mile and a half downhill and uphill a mile and a half.  Of course Jay complained the whole time, but from now on I think instead of just jumping in the car, if we can either walk or ride our bikes instead of wasting gas.  Plus it is free exercise.  It is January in Reno, and we are able to walk in the late afternoon.  That is awesome, for now.  The kids can't snowboard and in the summer, we will probably be in a crazy drought.  But for now, wow, great weather, 50's in the days.  So hey, get out and hoof it!

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Crank it is..........(pages 135-270)

So this boy must have been a champion at manipulation.  We have all met him in our lives, Buddy is every parents nightmare, now he is working Lince and Bree to the point of drug obsession, and they are feeling such crazy intense emotions because of the speed.  Lince I feel jumped off of the balcony because she was crazy over him, probably her emotion are more intensified because of the substance abuse she has been doing, hard to believe this innocent young sweet Kristina turned into Bree so quickly because of needing love and acceptance when she had it at home the whole time.  She went from a sweet shy girl to a vixen overnight and I've been to Wild Waters and watched the mating dance of the pubescent teenagers.  It is quite interesting to watch and it does happen that quickly,  sad that a girl will drop all her expectancy's of boys for a drug, now even the bad boys look more appealing. She is still a virgin but acting like a tramp, just to get attention, and to party.  Sad, but this happens every day.  She is pretty good at pretending to be normal, but it is so sad that her Mother didn't notice these changes, in the airport I think she did, however, like most Mother's she was in denial and just didn't want to see what was right in front of her face as soon as she stepped off that airplane.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Whoa, I am nauseous!

I just went to get my glasses, uhhum I mean bi-focals, I am so nauseous.  Oh my Gosh they are so hard to get used to!  They work but you actually have to learn how to move your head and your eyes to see threw which ever part is for distance or reading.  It is so hard, but Jay says they are cute and Jayson said they are "legit"  So I guess I picked cool glass, I just hope I can get used to them!  It is hard getting old!  Damnit!

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Update on "Ugly Stocking"

For Your Viewing Enjoyment.............I know Right....................

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Iris Pathways Quilt Class

Hopefully I will have a working camera by the time this class is done in February.  Stevi and I are taking a Iris Pathways class at Sierra Sewing Center and we started last night.  She chose her own fabric which consists of hot pink, black, purple and white, with music notes, camouflage and skulls with cross bones.  My fabric is very 50's and is in chocolate browns, aqua and orange with very retro prints.  I was worried about Stevi taking the class with me but it ended up just her and me which was great and she breezed right passed me and is on a further step than I am.  I am much better I have discovered at quilting than stocking knitting.  I can't wait to see our renditions of the quilt, it will definitely be interesting!

Monday, January 12, 2009

No laughing matter.......

I didn't realize I was such a comedian, my mom kept laughing at me hysterically and my sister too.  Willow said " Auntie Beautiful, I like your stocking, it's soft and pretty."  Yes, the dreaded "Ugly Stocking" is coming along.  Let's put it this way, Guoda is not getting it, but I am finishing it to see exactly how wrong this whole project went.  It looks more like a funky dress with a tutu rather than a Christmas Stocking.  I added so many extra stitches, the heel will be bigger than the whole foot of it.  The opening, well, anybody need a basketball hoop?  Not kidding, it is certainly big enough and has enough holes.  Sage told me it was soft and pretty too.  Thanks girls,  as a matter of fact, as we were having our living room picnic, Willow suggested we turn our backs to Grandma and Mommy cause if they can't see us they can't laugh at me.  GOOD IDEA WILLOW! So Willow, Sage and I promptly grabbed out sandwiches and turned our backs to my mom and my sister as we ate, for some reason they only laughed harder..........It's hard being Bubba........... And to think, I am just trying to get acceptance from my Mom and my Sister......

Friday, January 9, 2009

Yoga Basic Class a success.......

Well, we made it through the first class successfully, my Mom admitted that she actually enjoyed it and that is was relaxing, the next day she was actually sore!  She said, "But we didn't really do anything!"  Of course we did.   Anytime you stretch and pose you are using your muscles and when you are learning your breathing techniques it releases toxins from your muscles, it is not unusual to feel nauseous the first few times you do yoga, but you do get used to it.

Above are  a few of the poses we learned................

Thursday, January 8, 2009

Stevi is a Senior Dancer?!!!!!

Well it is official, Stevi has been told she needs to step up to the plate because as of June and maybe even before, she will be a Senior Dancer.  She has been with Dance Unlimited for 2 years and is only 12 but she has improved significantly and was told by Ms. Gina that her time is now.  She will be focused on and she was told that she will be harder on her because she is ready.  So she made a decision and we dropped her gymnastics during the week.  She will be snowboarding on Saturdays until March but she has 5 dance competitions, Winterfest (a 2 day intense dance workshop) and LA Dance Camp in the summer on top of this dance schedule........

  • MONDAY: 5:45-6:30 Ballet III/Barre   6:30-7:30 Body Conditioning  7:30-9:00 Turns and Leaps
  • TUESDAY: 6-7:00 Jazz III  7-8:00 Tap  8-9:00 Advanced Hip Hop Teen/Adult
  • WEDNESDAY:  5:30-6:30 Hip Hop II-III   6:30-7:30  Body Conditioning  7:30-9:00 Advanced Lyrical
  • THURSDAY:  5:30-6:30  Lyrical Jazz (6:30-7:30 Homework) 7:30-8:30  Hip Hop III

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Eye can't believe it!

After my purchase on Saturday at LensCrafters, I tossed and turned all night over it and ended up with a huge knot in my left shoulder/upper-back area.  It was the price.  I have always had insurance and a couple of years age when the economy was booming, I probably would not have batted an eye over the $508 price tag on my new "bifocals" (trying to get used to saying it may soften the blow), but with the economy the way it is and everyone trying to be more sensible with our money, I was just sick over it.  So I started to Google the exact frames and lenses I had purchase and found that all in all, I could have gotten then for around $100 cheaper.  I called LensCrafters and told them I wanted to cancel my purchase before they sent them to the lab.  She asked why and I told her they were way too expensive and I could get them for $100 less just about anywhere else.  So she said "If I give you $100 off, do you still want them?" Dead silence on my end for a minute, then "Uhhh Well Yeah!"  Did you know you can bargain for a better price just about anywhere?  These are the times people, I guess we should all do our research....all in all, after discounts I saved around 45% of what the actual sticker price was at think, 2 years ago, I would have been completely ripped off!

Still have a knot in my back, now I need bifocals and I also smell like Bengay, fabulous! And I ordered my "cute" readers to go with my contacts on line at $3.99 with $5.00 shipping, $19.99 at Raleys.......way better deal!

Tuesday, January 6, 2009 is hard.

I am only 40, but shit, I'm 40!  When you are young you take for granted the way you feel, are responded too, look.  I look in the mirror in the morning and I don't always like what I see, but most days I say "Oh well"  Some days I think.......who are you?  Where did all those wrinkles and spots come from?  And why do I have this damn "muffin top"  no matter what I do to work out or what I wear?  I  used to be able to walk into a room and command attention, Jay used to send me trolling to get us drink at concerts, all I had to do was walk through the crowd and smile at a guy and I would be back with drinks within about 15-20 minutes.  Can't do THAT anymore.  I think it is hard for all women to age.  My husband still tells me I am beautiful but I don't hear it from strangers much anymore.  Why does beauty have an age limit, and as women, why are we judged by what we look like?  It is so true that you can get just about anything and anywhere you want with your looks,  I guess we all have our time, but let me tell you, it is so hard sometimes when you realize you just don't look like you used to.  Sure there is plastic surgery, but I really don't want to look like Barry Manilow or Joan Rivers.  On most days, I just try to embrace my age.  Yesterday I went to the eye Doctor and I am now in bifocals, 2 years ago they put me in them also, but Dyna ate my new glasses and my old ones seemed to work fine, but lately not so much and apparently I can still wear my contacts but I need to buy readers to go with them.  I think I was not happy about the fact that I am actually at the age where bifocals are mandatory but when I bought the frames at a decent price of $154, (the first pair I chose apparently don't work with bifocals!) I was punched in the stomach at the prices of the lenses!  Ok, I need no-line........sorry call me vain but I am not going to walk around with the line across the bottom of my glasses!  And I am under lights all day so I need the no glare and then of course I work with hair, nail dust and bleach powder, so I need scratch resistant........I actually bargained with her and she got me down to the price of the no line bifocal lens at Eye Masters and after taxes, yeah that adds to it too I walked out of there at $508!  So much for the $154 price $325 for lenses?!  &^%%#@^&^*&(*#@!#$%%!  S      H        I        T  That's all I have to say!  Oh and did I mention...........I AM GETTING F$%@$% OLD!  Have a great day!

Monday, January 5, 2009


I was so excited that my family is going to Yoga with me, My mom, my husband and my daughter, I was doing laundry and heard Jay say "Get your Ass going and lets leave!"  So I said "We are waiting for my mom!"  As I look around the corner because he said "What are you talking about, he corrected me and said, "I said I better get some Advil and Aleve....."  Oh, my bad

Sunday, January 4, 2009

10 WORST/BEST of 2008

  1. Not having my Dad/Having my Mom and getting closer to my sister
  2. Growing my hair out/Cutting my hair off
  3. Business slowing down/Still having a job
  4. Turning 40/Turning 40
  5. Losing Kathy Taylor to Breast Cancer and Judy battling it once again/Having a reason to run for Breast Cancer's Race for the Cure, and getting motivated
  6. No extra money to go out with/Staying home and relaxing
  7. Watching Stevi grow up/Watching Stevi grow up
  8. Jack moving away/Chrissi letting us see Jack whenever possible
  9. Becoming the couple that never goes out/ Jay's sobriety
  10. Taking in a 3rd Weenie that needed a home/Despite his issues, he is kind of sweet

Saturday, January 3, 2009

1st ride of the year on the 1st!

Oh Yeah, I'm thawing out as we speak.  Today is actually the 1st day of the year, (I know you're reading it on the 3rd)  and we went on a "Freezing Buns" ride.  We left the house at 10:00 and 27 degrees, brrrrr.  We stopped to get gas and my nose was already almost frozen to my mask.  We got to the dealership with only one incident, I got behind a stinky diesel truck and it blew all it's nasty smoke in my face and I had to pull over because my eyes wouldn't stop watering and were glued shut with much for make-up.

We ended up eating at Grandma Hatties restaurant for lunch and there were around 13 bikes, 20 bikers.  It felt great to ride despite the chill, but as we made it back into Reno, I saw a thermometer that said 50 degrees!  Wow it was a beautiful day to ride, oh and Mom, Bill says "Hi."

Well off to paint the Salon some more, have to work 12 hours tomorrow so I would love to get as much done as possible so I don't have to go in over the weekend to finish up!

Friday, January 2, 2009


This year has been a much kinder year, maybe not financially but emotionally.  On January 14th Jay will be sober for 18 months.  I am so proud of him and he is so much easier to be around.  I count our blessings every day.  Last night we went to my Mom's house and we all promptly fell asleep on the couch at around 10pm but not before we had a crazy evening of putting together a jigsaw puzzle's border.  This morning as I was reading the paper and enjoying the fact that we are a few of the adults on this planet that do not feel hung over at all, I opened up to Dear Abby and she  posted her New Years Resolutions out of the Al-Anon credo, which I have read.  It is a nice reminder so for those of you who haven't read it or didn't read Dear Abby this morning, enjoy......

  • JUST FOR TODAY, I will live through this day only.  I will not brood about yesterday or obsess about tomorrow.  I will not set far-reaching goals or try to overcome all of my problems at once.  I know that I can do something for 24 hours that would overwhelm me if I had to keep it up for a lifetime.
  • JUST FOR TODAY, I will be happy.  I will not dwell on thoughts that depress me.  If my mind fills with clouds, I will chase them away and fill it with sunshine.
  • JUST FOR TODAY, I will accept what is.  I will face reality.  I will correct those things that I can correct and accept those I  cannot.
  • JUST FOR TODAY, I will improve my mind.  I will read something that requires effort, thought and concentration.  I will not be a mental loafer.
  • JUST FOR TODAY, I will make a conscious effort to be agreeable.  I will be kind and courteous to those who cross my path, and I'll not speak ill of others.  I'll improve my appearance, speak softly and not interrupt when someone else is talking.  Just for today, I'll refrain from improving anybody but myself.
  • JUST FOR TODAY, I will do something positive to improve my health.  If I am a smoker, I'll quit. If I am overweight, I'll eat healthily-if only just for today.  And not only that, I'll get off the couch and take a brisk walk, even if it's only around the block.
  • JUST FOR TODAY, I will gather the courage to do what is right and take responsibility for my own actions.

Thursday, January 1, 2009

I want my own room......

Been married for 22 years, love my husband.   BUT I WANT MY OWN ROOM!

I used to think it was weird when "old" married couples had separate rooms.  Not any more, maybe that's because I am getting "old".  My husband snores...VERY LOUDLY...... steals covers and has full animated conversations in his sleep.  It isn't weird to come to my house and see me sleeping on the couch, did last night.  Tried to stay in my own bed until around 1:45 am and then I had had it.  I need sleep too you know?  Before Jayson moved back in, I painted his room and was preparing to go buy a nice girly bedroom set for me, when guests came it would be a guest room but on  a regular basis, I would probably end up sleeping in there.  

I wear industrial strength earplugs that Jay brought home for me,  but when he snores so loud the bed vibrates it doesn't exactly help.  Jayson is supposed to be out of here this weekend, only problem now is, I can't really afford a bed.  I have looked in the Classifieds and seen used ones with the mattresses "still in plastic"  I don't mind buying a used bed, but the mattress, NO WAY!  So for now, so long comfort, hello couch.   It isn't too bad except all 3 weenie dogs feel they HAVE to sleep with me, no matter how much room, it's usually Dyna that ends up on the floor because of her long hair she sleeps on top of the covers so when I try to move my legs to stretch out she is the one who ends up flying off, the other two are  in the crooks of my legs, I know gross huh?  You try telling them to get down!  Weenie dogs are very stubborn.  But on the other hand they are like little heaters so I definitely stay warm.