The Carbon Copy Dogs

Meet Cooper and Riley
Fur babies to Michala, Evan, Matius, and Luca


Riley– AKA- Riley Kins, Riley Smiley, Riley Son, Riwey, etc.  Riley is a 100% Beagle. She was a gift from Mrs. McMay’s ex-boyfriend in college who bred Beagles. Mr. McMay has taken her on as his own (unless she’s being bad, then he won’t claim her and refers to her as “Your DOG!”)  Riley is a sassafras who isn’t afraid to tell you EXACTLY what she thinks. She is spectacular with kids and is an amazing little hunter. She has caught opossums, birds in mid air, rabbits, kittens (yea…. ). If the clock reaches 5pm and you haven’t fed her yet, she is sure to let you know. Riley generally keeps to herself but also doesn’t like when her human’s have been gone from her for too long. She is sure to let you know if she is unhappy with you.


Cooper– AKA- Coop, Kookie, Shithead (pronounced SHITHEED), Cooper Wooper, Pooper Scooper, etc.

Cooper is a mix between a Rhodesian Ridgeback (50%), Black Lab (25%), and Pit Bull (25%). Most people notice his “mohawk” and think he is agitated and are immediately afraid of him. It’s not him being upset, that’s just how his hair grows! This is a feature of the Ridgeback. This guy is one beast of a dog. He weighs about 85lbs but thinks he is the size of a chihuahua. He loves sun bathing, sitting on the back of the couch like a cat, and generally just being in everyone’s business. He likes to steal food off Matius’ plate when he leaves it unattended. Sandwiches are his favorite. He is an excellent listener and overall great dog. Most people are TERRIFIED of him because of his size and overly aggressive bark. He is all bark but a serious coward. His favorite past times include jumping 6 foot fences to play with the neighbor’s chickens, barking loudly when people run in the house, and freaking out when someone brings out any sort of cleaning device (broom, vacuum, etc)

Meet Tinkerbelle and Hunter
Fur babies of Sheri and Auryana


Tinkerbelle– AKA- Tink Tink, Stinky, Stinkerbell, and boing boing

Tinkerbelle is a rescue chihuahua. She came to our home at the age of 1.5 yrs and has been the best little furbaby. She is somehow a mix between a short and long hair chihuahua and has a double coat. She can literally bounce up and down like a Pogo stick, non-stop, for like an hour. She is right at 7 lbs and has a heart of gold. Like most chihuahua’s she has a big bad bark and thinks she’s the boss. Unlike most chihuahua’s however, she’s very good with children and other animals. I still make sure the kids are careful with her though since her tiny size is likely to cause her intimidation that could lead to her biting someone. Tink is a good girl and likes to keep the others in line…or so she thinks. She also has a foot fetish. She would prefer to lay near your feet and have you pet her using your feet at all times.


Hunter– AKA- Huntybear

Hunter is a tiny tank. He looks small but weighs a hefty 16 lbs. Hunter is also a rescue and we got him at the age of 7 months. What a strange little guy he is. For his first 6-months with us, he had to wear baby diapers. He just couldn’t contain his excitement when he got human interaction, or attention from Tink. In fact, you could just look at him and he would pee himself. We heard his first bark (very raspy) when he was nearly 1 yr old. He tends to whine with the most obnoxious high pitched squeal you’ve ever heard; kind of makes you want to stab yourself in the ears. We call him our Down Syndrome baby. This is not at all intended to be in anyway rude to the Downs community, in fact, we like to acknowledge that animals can have many similarities to humans who possess special talents or have special needs. Hunter is just the sweetest dog ever, always happy and he’s never bit anyone or even snapped. He will lay down and roll to his back in a submissive state at the instant of any threat. He’s usually out of place and confused on his role in life. His preferred spot is right next to his human’s (anyone really, he’s not picky). He’s great at welcoming newcomers too, he will love ANYONE who gives him attention. He also loves cats.

Now, we have mentioned it before….our dogs are eerily similar. Tink is like a miniature version (with just as much SASS) of Riley. Hunter is a “Mini Cooper” hahaha. –>See what I did there? 🙂

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Of course when we try to get pictures of them together they won’t cooperate. We will have to work on this. But for now, here are some pictures of them next to each other so you can see some similarities.

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Cooper and Hunter are both HUGE babies. They love to snuggle under blankets and they absolutely LOVE their little people. Cooper must be with his humans at all times and Hunter hides behind his peeps when he gets afraid. Both of them are complete cowards but the sweetest little (or large) beasts around once you get to know them.

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The stare-down.


Look at those big ol’ babies!


Both sets of pooches are best friends. Riley and Cooper are inseparable as are Tink and Hunter.

Can you imagine the wild and fun time we are going to have when we all live together!?

Currently all four dogs are living with Michala and Evan because they got along after the first introduction. No sense in drawing out the inevitable…. 🙂

They can’t wait to move in and have their HUGE yard to frolic and play!

The Day He Broke My Heart

Waterworks Alert! Long read too…
Some of you have asked what brought us all together. Why do we have 1.5 families living under the same roof? Well I’ve decided to share the story (written by Sheri). Here’s how it goes.


Our love story starts out like any other…we met at the at the Houston Rodeo Chili Cook-off in 2012. By accident of course, but as fate would have it, there are no accidents. We crossed paths and immediately took interest in each other. We tried to play it cool and just be friends but that didn’t last long. We made our relationship official on April 21, 2012 over text message. LOL yeah real grown up weren’t we. Daniel was traveling to Philly for work. He did A/V and traveled a LOT. Sort of set the pace for our relationship, as he was out of town for most all of our milestones. It wasn’t long after we started dating that we were convinced we were total soul mates. We laughed hard, we played hard, we loved hard, and we never let a little fight separate us. Now don’t get me wrong, we definitely had our share of problems, but we always found love to overcome it all.


San Antonio 2012

To say that Daniel was anything less than a total bad ass, would just be incorrect. This man was such a wild child, but had a huge heart and truly cared about the people in his life. I’ve been told numerous stories about his work life where he always gave a helping hand and always worked his butt off and encouraged others. He was an amazing step-dad to my daughter and she truly loved him. He wasn’t perfect but he sure was perfect in my eyes. I could love that man for 1,000 years and beyond. Maybe even slightly obsessed with him, I just couldn’t get enough.

 Daniel and Auryana playing cards
Daniel doing Auryana’s hair 🙂

After nearly 3 years of dating, Daniel finally got his way on purchasing a motorcycle he had always wanted. A Honda CBR 600. The orange and black became his logo along with his own crazy hashtag #UgonLerm2day. You have to be a Kevin Hart fan to get the pun (u gon learn + Lerma), but totally appropriate if you knew Daniel. I can’t say enough about this man, and I don’t want to write a whole novel here, so I’ll just stick to the basics. We had an awesome relationship. We were open and honest and told each other things that most couples wouldn’t dare share with their significant other. He had his best friends, and I had mine, but we had this other level friendship that is completely unexplainable.

 After nearly 4 years of living together and figuring out this crazy life as a total power team, it all came to an excruciating halt. On April 6, 2016. The day started off like any other. We had a weekly date night while my daughter was in her gymnastics class, we would eat dinner together and chat about our future. He would tell me all his big plans for our wedding day, and tell me what he wanted to name his first born son…well he never actually came up with a name, but he would talk about it. We continued this date night for several weeks. On this particular week, we had our date night on Tuesday, and then Wednesday was usually bike night for the motorcycle guys (htownriderz). But for a few weeks they had changed their night to Thursdays so he was staying home Wednesday nights. This week on Thursday we had some plans, Auryana had to make up a missed gymnastics class, so this would be a second date night for the week. I figured he would go to bike night, but he insisted that we have a second date night. So he decided he would go riding with a few of the guys Wednesday night instead. I had to work late so he picked Auryana up and dinner and dropped her off at my work. (He came and picked up car up earlier that day and left his motorcycle parked outside of my office while he ran some errands and got her picked up). At 5pm he dropped her and dinner off at my office. He kissed me and told me he was going home to change and let Blue outside (Our pitbul furbaby) and would be home late. The time flew by as I worked busily and Auryana did homework. Around 7pm I finally took us home. Annoyed by the traffic, I noticed the road was blocked off in front of our neighborhood, so I had to detour to get home. I remember sending him a text about how annoyed I was. After finally getting home, I got us settled and Auryana was back to doing homework. I cant for the life of me figure out why in 4 hours I hadn’t heard from him and it never even occurred to me. We literally NEVER went more than an hour without a single text. We were big with checking in on each other, even when he was traveling or riding his motorcycle.

At 8:50 pm (CST) I sent him this text: “Hey babe I haven’t heard from you in like 4 hours, this is not like you, hope you’re okay, let me know”. 15 minutes later I got a knock on my door. The Sheriffs department. They were asking me questions about if I knew Daniel Lerma and how we were involved, I literally thought they were there on a warrant round-up (denial mode)…yeah he had a few of those (warrants). So I explained that this was our home together and he was my boyfriend of 4 years, etc. They found out I was home alone with my daughter (and I was in my pj’s) so they decided to inform me on my front porch that Daniel had been involved in an accident (at the entrance of my neighborhood). I asked if he was okay and they said “No ma’am I’m sorry, he passed away”. what the literal f*ck (shock mode)… At the moment those words hit my ears I felt like my spirit left my body. I dropped to the ground and felt light headed. My first thought was OH MY Gosh my life is forever changed, how the hell am I going to live without Daniel. When they told me I needed to call his mom (or drive to Katy to tell her) I was like ummm WHAT? okay (survival mode)… I called our best friend who had spent uncountable days/weekends with us in the last year instead. Once I got it out I called his mom, and I couldn’t even bare to tell her, but somehow I got it out. I stayed somewhere between survival mode and a total daze after that.

The next 3 days were a blur. Couldn’t hold down a single bite of food. Could hardly function. Lost 5 lbs. Didn’t shower or brush my teeth. The moment that came crashing down on me was when the medical examiner’s office told me to find a funeral home. My first thought was “WHAT the hell, 2 days ago we were discussing venues, and NOT for a freaking funeral”.
HtownRiderz last ride for Daniel 4.14.16

I haven’t been the same since that day, not surprising. I didn’t just lose my boyfriend, I lost my best friend, my soulmate, my other half, my stability, my sanity. I can never replace that in my life. I have to find a way to let new things enter my life, somehow, but it’s hard. No one will ever compare to Daniel, there literally isn’t another person who is as awesome as he.  Now what I’m left with are pictures, memories, a couple of material things, and a big hole in my heart.

Today, here I am, living a new life. Trying to be a better mom. Find myself again. Find a new direction. Somehow keep going, because in my mind, I have no other choice. Failure isn’t an option, dropping out of life isn’t an option. I’m sooooo thankful for the people in my life supporting me, and GOD, above all, for somehow keeping me in one piece.
Forever in my heart my love <3

Daniel Alejandro Lerma (Medellin) August 19, 1986 – April 6, 2016
Leaving you with his song from his memorial service:


House Hunting for The Compound

House Hunting Excursion

We have spent the last several Saturdays looking at tons of houses. We have put offers in on a few… our house is STILL on the market.

After weeks and weeks of house hunting, we have finally settled on a house and our offer has been accepted. It’s somewhat of a fixer-upper, but lots of potential in a nice older neighborhood (lots of awesome trees and a huge yard!!!)



We actually put an offer in on this house a while back but it was about $30k below their asking price so they rejected it….they had another person go under contract and didn’t complete it. So we offered again at our original offer price and they accepted!!! It pays to be patient. We knew the house needed a lot of work so we were unwilling to pay close to market value since we wanted to have the extra money for repairs and updates. Our idols are Young House Love... we want to be like them when we grow up!!! We will be flipping this into our dream home just like they do on their blog!

Any who-

Be looking for lots of posts and updates to come as we Raise our compound!!!!

We will officially be opening the compound as soon as we move in (hopefully by the end of the month!) Stay tuned for our move date!

Also, our dogs have been introduced to each other. Now we have to introduce them to you!

Next post: Meet the McMay pooches….

I promise you won’t be disappointed by their cuteness!

Introducing Mr. McMay

<h1>Hello World</h1>. I’m Mr. McMay. I am a Father, IT guy, Video Game Enthusiast, Avid Sky Diver, Gymnastics Coach, Pilot, Photographer,  Handy Man, Working out, Runner and I love to cook. There are 6 true, 3 false, and 2 half-true statements in that last sentence. I’ll let you decide which ones are which. So I guess this is where I’m supposed to talk about me. 9 times out of 10 I am the person behind the scenes making everything work. This is in complete opposite to either of the other McMays (Luca is TBD on his camera personalities). 

I grew up in Peoria, IL. Undergrad and grad both at Eastern Illinois University (where Romo went to college). While I was doing my graduate work, Michala decided that I shouldn’t be a jobless bum any more and got me a job with an IT Firm out of the town we were living. After a few years of shenanigans in that town, we decided that we should move our household to a nice, small, traffic-less  town called Houston. Ha. 
My credentials (I was told to format this as close to the others as possible):
I have a bachelors in History and a masters in College Student Affairs. Well…wait…that has nothing to do with IT work…ya…Apparently, I am decent at doing IT work. I picked that up fairly quickly and here I am server administrator for a university. Also, I work as the voice of reason to all of Michala’s projects…well and now a certain extent Sheri’s. Outside of my professional life, I am a gymnastics coach. I have been coaching for 8 years now between Women’s Artistic and Tumbling and Trampoline. Whenever I am not doing any of those above things, I am playing video games. I play a mixed bag of everything between mmorpg’s to throwback 2d games (never got much into the text based games…turn right -> enter -> [monster approaches] how do I swing my weapon -> character dies). 
How did I get here? —Good question. Normally, I would go in to the…well one night daddy and mommy really loved each other, but I’ll revert from that joke at the moment. It has more been a fly by the seat of your pants than a well thought out plan that was executed step by step. 
Overall, you can tell I’m a really big “sharer”. I do much better in a Q&A section. 

Meet Ms. McMay

Meet Ms. McMay

Welcome to day 3 of meeting the McMay’s. Now that Mrs. McMay (Michala) has cleared up some scuttle-butt and introduced herself, it’s time for me to introduce myself. I am Ms. Sheri May, single mother (yet again) to an amazing 9-year old, sassy pants, girly-girl, Auryana. I’m a ♓️Pisces/Aquarius♒️ (no I don’t follow that stuff but it def helps explain my personality(ies)). 

ME (can i get a selfie?): 


My History:
I grew up in Arlington, Texas. I was home-schooled k-4 and then went to a private school 3-9 then a public school 10-11, then moved to Houston for my senior year (worse time of my life). Then I moved back to Arlington for college, then moved to Austin for college and that’s where my daughter was born, then I moved back to Houston, and here I am today landed in Katy. Yup I’m like the traveling Texan. Moved a million times but never left my home state. 

My Credentials:I have my bachelor degree from UHD in Business Administration- Accounting (which only took me 10 years), and am currently working as a proposal manager for an environmental construction company. I also have my certificate of Entrepreneurship (whaaat?) seems like I should be doing something with that! 🤔 I 
How did I get here:
Earlier this year, my best friend/soulmate/partner in life (and crime) passed away in a tragic motorcycle accident (I will share that aspect of my life at a later date).  Needless to say, that flipped our lives over and changed our path forever. Since then, my goals have been completely different. I realize my daughter needs me more than ever right now and we just need to not be stressed. I always have too many irons in the fire. I love staying busy and being involved, but over the last couple of years I learned to say no a lot more. So now I’m saying no to stress and yes to new adventures! 
How this crazy conglomerate got started:
One day while Michala and I were chatting it dawned on us that we both had similar goals and that we are quite the power couple (no homo) when we put our heads together.
We decided, WHY should we both struggle to be the women/mothers,etc. we want to be, when we could combine our powers and actually accomplish everything we want and more!?! 
(Reason #1 for raising the compound- moments like these)
Evan aka Mr. McMay usually just sits back and watches us in amusement.  What can I say? We are two crazy hot messes. We have all kinds of ideas and we plan on implementing many very soon! So, stay tuned for a slew of our shenanigans! 
Most Importantly About Me:
I LOVE dogs! I am super obsessed with my little obnoxious furbabies! Hunter (16 lbs) is the little black weird one (I think he could have his own blog). He is seriously the sweetest most chill dog I’ve ever met. Our first year with him we were convinced he was NOT form the K-9 family, he’s just very different, I truly believe if he were a humane he would be my sweet and smiling little Downsyndrome baby 🙂 He’s the best! Tinkerbelle (7 lbs) is my little tri-colored firecracker of a chihuahua. She’s the boss, just ask her. 
 (left) Tinkerbelle aka Tink and
(right) Hunter aka HuntyBear
Additional useless information:
Some things you will learn about me here is that I have a huge heart and I’m too nice, but I also don’t take anyone’s bad behavior and I give ZERO >cares< about what people think about me (trying to tame my potty mouth). That’s why I am totally open to sharing my crazy life right here for the whole world to see. 


On another note, contrary to Mrs. McMay, I LOATHE grocery shopping. It literally gives me anxiety. I will, however, bake cookies, all day every day, but not a fan of cooking meals! I’ve never wanted to be a stay-at-home anything, I’m a career woman, in the man’s world, kicking butt and taking names! (just kidding) 
Side note-#HASHTAGS# (no actually they are pound signs people, come on people):
I often “hashtag” badmoms because, well the movie was hilarious, but also because I don’t think being in someone else’s box for my life makes sense. I don’t care what is socially acceptable or expected, I’m not a square so I don’t play by other people’s rules. And after all I’m from Texas, so what did you expect? Since stereotypes don’t effect my life, I hashtag badmoms and let you think what you want about my crazy social media posts because I do what I want! SO, as you follow us on social media, you can expect to see some of these # often:
Until we blog again… I send you off with this overly appropriate song 

                     (play it, you know you want to):


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