Monday, November 9, 2009
Happy Birthday Jilly!
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
Fire Drill
Saturday night I found a big bulge, like a tumor, on Marley's side. Needless to say, I freaked out. I think I broke my trimmers trying to shave him to get a better look, because Marley really has a whole lot of hair. I took him to the emergency hospital today, even though it was something my regular vet should've been able to do. But since my vet didn't diagnose Peekay correctly, who was riddled with cancer, I didn't feel like taking Marley there. I thought, hey, I'll take him to the hospital, they're competent. But I wasn't emotionally prepared for how hard returning the scene of Peekay's death would be. I was a sniffling basketcase, from making the appt through the examination and even while checking out. The vet was like, hey lady, it's just a lipoma fat deposit, he'll be fine. Yeah, but will I ever be?
Sunday, October 11, 2009
One Big Year
Today is our one year anniersary. Kind of crazy, actually. It doesn't feel like a year has gone by, but at the same time we've gone through a major surgery, the death of a family member (Peekay), and two international vacations. So I guess we did go through a lot, but at the same time, damn, has it really been a year? I still have a bedroom dedicated to wedding reception decorations that I haven't managed clear out. One of these days. But not anytime soon, I have a lot of business travel over the next quarter, and getting Mike's pilot license and his house sold take priority. And by the way, besides the tragedies, it's been a really great year. Being married is good stuff.And yes, we made it back from Italy in one piece. I'll post more details and pics soon!
p.s. - I'm not naked. This is the only picture I haven't shared yet. I just don't have the rest of my wedding pics yet....my fault, I just recently selected album pics and am still awaiting the album / digital photos.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
The Knot Colorado
It came out a few months ago, but I was very over the wedding once it was done. I have nothing but fond memories of the day and I'm glad we did a traditional wedding, but I was just done. Now that almost a year has passed, it's time to finish. Select pictures for the wedding album. Check. Break down all the cardboard boxes I've been saving (I have a box hoarding problem. Seriously). Check. Clean out the wedding room and reclaim our spare bedroom. So wish I could check that off. I sold some stuff, gave some stuff away, made some serious progress (in case anyone gets the wrong idea, I'm talking about decorations here, not presents!!) and now only have ~20 silk tablecloths my mom and I sewed (ok, it was really just my mom). I am close to realizing my lifelong dream of having a closet with an island! But what do I do with these darn tablecloths? I need to take them to a professional cleaner and see how much they'd charge to press them. I hate ironing, and it turns out that it takes me an hour to iron just one. That's not going to work for me.
Since I'm tackling the subject, I figured I might as well post the article. This is the online version, but I'm not feeling well enough to get off the couch and scan the print version. Same content, half of it incorrect, either way. We did actually have some good photos of the day, my photographer and I were both baffled by their photo selection. And the write up is pretty cheesy. Maybe I'll scan it later on tonight. But I probably won't, so Click here!

And in case you were wondering, I plan to continue posting until Peekay is moved off the home page. It makes me sad, that's why I've been staying away lately.
College Flashback
Yesterday I was in Portland, Oregon. We had a day of customer training lined up, lots of folks traveled in from a few states to be there. Since most people were staying at the hotel, we hosted a dinner in the restaurant across the parking lot. Our work was done, we didn't have to drive anywhere, and so we were all drinking. Well, I haven't been drinking much lately. I spread 5 glasses of wine over a 5 hour time period so I really didn't think I was being that bad.
Wrong.
Getting up at 5:30 am to catch my flight sucked. Puking on the side of Pena Blvd on the way home sucked even more. Haven't pulled that particular stunt in 8 years now.
I think I preferred not drinking. But at the same time, I sincerely hope I will be able to stomach red wine by the time Italy rolls around. It would sad to be in Italy and still be repulsed by the thought of a glass of wine.
Wrong.
Getting up at 5:30 am to catch my flight sucked. Puking on the side of Pena Blvd on the way home sucked even more. Haven't pulled that particular stunt in 8 years now.
I think I preferred not drinking. But at the same time, I sincerely hope I will be able to stomach red wine by the time Italy rolls around. It would sad to be in Italy and still be repulsed by the thought of a glass of wine.
Friday, July 10, 2009
Eight great years
Yesterday was the 8th anniversay of my adoption of Peekay. Sadly, we didn't get to celebrate this with him. In a rather tragic turn of events that I try not to think about, Peekay died last Thursday. I'm really sad, though Lisa is doing her best to cheer me up. He was a great dog, I miss him so much. So does Marley. We're both a little depressed.
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