true love

I started wearing a mouth guard at night because my TMJ has gotten worse since moving here. It's obviously not the most attractive thing but it really does help to prevent headaches plus it saves my teeth. Tom calls me "Plastic Face" when I wear it.

Anyway, last night while in bed I had another coughing/sneezing/mucus flying fit. My last sneeze was more like a violent explosion and my mouth guard shot right out of my mouth. Tom thought it was a giant glob of phlegm and was happy I finally coughed it up.

I grabbed the mouth guard, sucked it back into my mouth then said with snot running down my nose, "Itsh not phlegm. Jush my mouth guard."

Yep. He is one lucky man.

It's just us...

...starting a new life, making new memories, creating traditions here in Seattle. It's starting to scare me in way, realizing just how much I love my husband. Weird that after 10+ years of marriage I'm sitting here thinking, "Yeah, I really do love my husband." Maybe moving away has given me a fresh perspective on what's really important in life. It's not always been easy, (as the majority of people who've been together for over a decade will attest) but right now, as I reflect on our life's ups and downs I feel so much love for him that it almost hurts my heart. He is the most unselfish person I've ever known and cares so deeply and genuinely for people. I never want to take him or what we have for granted. I feel so blessed to be a part of his life as we continue our adventure through the world together.

After all, it's just us.

Sweet Aunt Janie

passed away this morning.

Aunt Janie

1927-2008

This is a very difficult time for my mom, as this was her last remaining immediate family member. Up until a few months ago my aunt was very active and just recently things took a tragic turn. Too much suffering, too much pain. She is now at peace and my mom was by her side.

My Aunt Janie was so much fun and was such an animal lover. I just realized I posted a little story about her back in May, a few months before she had fallen ill.

I'm going to miss her very much. I still have the nightgown she gave me when I was 10, on one of my visits to her house. She let me borrow it and I felt so grown up that she insisted I keep it. I'll have it forever.

Here come more tears...

Goldens in Love

This morning on my walk with Wrigs we spotted another Golden walking with its momma across a very busy street. Wrigs of course stopped and refused to move another step and then wagged his tail so hard that it looked like it hurt. The other Golden then sits down and stares over at Wrigs and refuses to move as well. The momma starts trying to pull and tug and this dog wasn't going to budge. I thought about crossing but it was not in a designated cross walk area and there were too many cars and busses whizzing by so I didn't think that would be smart. But it was really cute for those few moments to watch Wrigs and this other Golden stare at each other across this busy city street. It was love at first sight.

When I finally got Wrigs to move he kept turning back to look at his lover (who could be male or female, we're cool either way) and he/she made a few turns of the head to look back at Wrigs. At least this time, Wrigs held off on taking a huge dump but did so once we turned the corner. He's growing into a fine young gentleman.

I hope we see them again.