Dog Water Park!

So today we found a water park, well really a lake, where our dogs can swim! It's pretty awesome, especially since both Henry and Colby have super webbed paws! Also, we saw a 6 month old dog that looks just like Colby! Perhaps our wheaten-bearded collie mix is in fact a golden doodle. Well I'm being attacked by huge wet doggies... will write more soon!

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Happy Thursday!!

Colby the Fluff

Ok so maybe I should re-name it BEODA (Blog Every Other Day in April)...think it'll catch on??  So there has been major dramas in my life...mainly the landlord vs. adorable fluff muffin Colby.  Apparently, and I'm telling you this so you don't make the same mistake, apparently you can't get a dog without telling your landlord...even if you already have a dog that he verbally okay-ed.  $400 later and we're signing pet policies and paying pet fees.  Blah...seems crazy to me that we would be required to pay the same amount for a dog we just got vs a dog we've had for 10 months....especially when we're moving out in less than two months and have already given notice!?!

Oh well, without drama I suppose life would be rather dull.  Just glad we got through it, it's behind us, and now our landy lord lord can't be a jerk because we did everything he asked.  I sense smooth sailing from here until the finish line, but I'll keep you posted ;)  How could you not love and wanna squeeze this guy??



Zen Habits "Brief Guide to Life"



In other news, my sister sent me to this website about a month ago and it's become my new favorite place...

Zen Habits  I don't know about you, but the aforementioned story is like the story of my life.  Make a stressful decision only to have to deal with the stressful consequences.  Being told to take time to breathe is just what I need!  I recommend starting with the "Start Here" section.  The guy that runs the site has been posting for years, I don't know that I'll ever be able to catch up!

I printed out the "Brief Guide to Life" section and put it on our fridge.  I've decided that every week I'm going to focus on one or more of the lines.  Today I'm going to start at the top by watching less tv, and reading more.  I'm going to lump the computer in with TV.  "Less" is so much easier to deal with than "no."  So I can reserve my TV time for tonight when we get disc 2 of season 2 of Six Feet Under :)  Until then I'm going to try and focus on doing lots of reading today to counter act the balance.

I think I'm going to bring back a daily tidbit where I muse about some recent idea I've thought about...we'll call it revelations.  I agree, that is a word fraught with connotation, but take my "revelations" for what they're worth...it's just for fun after all :)

revelation: Ok so everyone experiences life different, we'll never see and think and feel the same way about something or a situation as another person, we're only us and others are only them.  So what if the way I saw colors was completely different from the way you saw colors.  For instance what if what I knew to be blue, if you were to look through my eyes would be what you knew to be red.  We both identify the color with the same word, but we didn't see the same color at all.  Just imagine other people seeing the word in a different palate which seems perfectly normal to them because the sky is blue, but their blue if you were to see it would be your green.  If this makes sense to you, please leave a comment.  If it doesn't, please also leave a comment.  I am a very visual person, so I might even try to draw (or find a picture) to illustrate what I'm trying to say....

Sorry Sorry Sorry...Please Forgive Me

Ok Ok Ok....I know I know I know...BEDA means I have to actually blog EVERY day and I've already missed TWO DAYS!!! I'm soooo sorry....life is crazy and twisty and crazy, oh did I mention crazy?? Especially my life, which I can understand you might not infer from my first BEDA post. Yes I can be uptight and control freaky, but I have this thing in my life, this crazy, unpredictably, spontaneous life force that rips me off my feet and takes me away on insane adventures, yes yes, Andy, she's the one…it’s all her fault, she makes me more interesting and less stick-in-the-mud-esque!

So let me recap all that has happened since my last post...

Friday night, Andy, Henry and I were hanging out. I had a lot of flex time at work because last week I had three night meetings all lasting two hours each. So I flexed my time all week, but then on Friday I still had a lot of time so I ended up being able to leave work early (not as early as I could've left, but Annual Reports demanded to be bound, so I was there, in the copy room, melting the spines to the pages, which really takes forever, especially if you have to do 25 of them!). Anywho, so I made it home around 4:30 or so and we were hanging out, drinking Woodchuck (I love cider), talking to our landlord and watching Henry swim in the pool.

Then, Andy found the cutest puppy on PetFinder, she called the shelter and in less than thirty minutes, we were packed and in the car. Why the packing you may ask, well that’s because the cutest puppy just so happened to be in a shelter outside of Atlanta. And how far away is that? Oh, you know, just around the corner, eleven hours around the corner. So yeah we had a loooooong drive ahead of us. And needless to say, my uptightyness made much of the drive unpleasant. In retrospect I’m not sure why I was being such a biotch, but at the time, I felt like I wasn’t in control. I was upset that the weekend I had envisioned was not coming into being and I was not all together sure I was ready to take on the responsibility of another dog. Despite my less than amicable attitude (more like red-faced, screaming like a lunatic), we drove and drove and drove.

We did not make it to Atlanta on Friday night. This was in large part because we didn’t even leave until 8pm. Around 1:30am, we decided we should stop and find a hotel. We were somewhere in Florida between Orlando and the Georgia border when we first started looking. Apparently there was a HUGE softball tournament and every hotel had a hand written NO VACACNCY sign posted in the window. There would be no rest for the weary and onward we went. We drove into Georgia, continuing to stop and see about checking in, with no luck we continued to drive. There was no room for us and we were getting really tired. Although we weren’t sure if it was legal, we ended up joining about 25 other cars at a rest stop where we reclined our seats and slept for roughly 3 hours in the car.

The next morning we awoke, brushed our teeth in the rest stop bathroom and tried to figure out why anyone would think metal mirrors would be a good idea. I mean, hello, we’re in the humid south. Metal mirrors = rust covered pieces of metal hanging on the wall with little reflection. Back into the car and back on the road, we drove into Hot-lanta. Andy’s Aunt lives in a suburb, so we headed to her house to take showers and eat lunch before heading to the shelter. Ws my mood improved on the second day? Eh, in the morning I was grumpy from lack of sleep and the car seat-induced crick in my neck, but I was trying.

Andy’s Aunt Jill and Uncle Danny are THE BEST! They are so welcoming and friendly and funny and sweet and caring and loving and fun. We couldn’t have stayed with a better family. Jill came with us to the shelter as she has experience rescuing dogs (she’s saved nine dogs this year!). We instantly fell in love with the puppy (they were calling him Quick Silver or Silver). Even Henry started playing with him immediately. Before I knew it, Andy was filling out the paperwork, the lady was handing us his rabies tag and we were jumping back in the car with our family of four! Just look at him, he’s everything we were looking for!

Colby!!!