Smile Friday - The “If dogs could smile, these two would” edition
This is our dog Cole with his BFF Ollie. When we lived in Wrightsville Beach, Ollie lived next door. Every morning, Ollie would come over and see if Cole could come out and play (seriously, he came over and scratched at our door until Cole was released) and every night they’d spend hours and hours sharing the same stick, each one taking an end to chew.
They were an odd pair. I don’t think Ollie realized that he weighed about as much as Cole’s head, but they were friends to the end. Cole was conscious of Ollie’s size and didn’t play as hard with him as he did the big dogs. And Ollie was pretty much oblivious to the fact that Cole was a different size and breed. He just wanted a friend.
I think their friendships rings universal for all dogs. Dogs don’t judge each other based on how they look, what they wear, who they pray to, what kind of job they have, or who/how they love and they are perfectly happy little bundles of love. I wonder what the world would be like if people practiced the same philosophy.
I love this.
24 hours!
We will be on a flight to CALIFORNIA!
We will go to Venice Beach for margaritas
We will go to a venison roast (apparently thrown in our honor?)
We will eat In N Out burger and drink Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf
We will go to sleep late and wake up too early (darn time zones)
We will miss Montauk like crazy
We will pick up our rented Mustang convertible
We will drive up the coast
We will stop along the way as many times as we possible can for photos
We will eat cheese and crackers on a deck overlooking the Pacific
We will sleep in a yurt
We will explore tiny towns
We will watch seals play
We will miss Montauk
We will drive on winding road and marvel at the view
We will drink California wine
We will explore San Francisco
We will ride a cable car (Don’t make fun)
We will visit with Kristin, Kate, Melissa and Meg and feel lucky for new friends
We will drive up the state a bit more
We will arrive in Tahoe
We will have a Christmas party!
Then we will come home, kiss Montauk and sleep for 2 days straight!
National Christmas Tree (via jsuhanick)
My senior year of college I went to American University for my first semester for a journalism program. It was intense and intimate, and our teacher basically had us explore for 3 months. She took us on a Skip-Jack on the Chesapeake and we tried to shuck oysters, she took us to Ben’s Chili Bowl for lunch, she took us to to National Geographic to watch a movie about seals. She made us read and write amazing things and think amazing thoughts. In short it was the best semester of my life.
This photo brought me right back to getting all bundled up to see the lighting of the Christmas tree. I remember the smell of pine, the HUGE smiles, the pink cheeks. Happy Christmas!
Shout out to MTK
Montauk is being the best little patient! She has been in her crate basically non-stop for 48 hours and every time I bring her back inside she dutifully walks right back into her crate and gets cozy.
She has been crying a bit, but I think that’s just her going stir crazy every couple of hours, usually after a few whimpers she settles back in with a bone and relaxes.
Fingers crossed that we get good news next week and she can be back on all 4 legs soon!
S'prise!
I am terrible at keeping s’prises, like so terrible I sometimes leave picking out gifts until the absolute last minute so that I don’t blow a s’prise.
Last year I threw a s’prise birthday party for The Initials - 25 of his friends at his favorite bar (buck hunter AND pbr) and he was totally and completely shocked. I think part of why he liked the s’prise so much was because he knew just how difficult it was for me to keep it from him.
Full disclosure - I did give him both of his birthday presents really early (I had been planning the cuff links for months and asked the maker NOT to send them to me until a week before his birthday, of course he got them 2 days after they arrived and the bright orange sneakers were given a month before his birthday because I just couldn’t keep them in my closet any longer).
His birthday is in 6 days and I am BURSTING! Fingers crossed I can keep the s’prise a secret just a little longer!
It doesn’t matter if I get home at two in the morning, she’s up,” Meyer says. “She knows I need that 15 minutes of decompression; we’re going to discuss the children, whatever. I need that 15 minutes. And every morning, whether I get up at 4, 3:30, 5, she’ll get up and we’ll have a cup of coffee and those 15 minutes. That’s 30 minutes of husband-and-wife time. If I don’t get that? It’s not good. Some people have vices, some people have magic pills. I have the woman I’ve been married to for 20 years.
Floriday Coach Urban Meyer re: his wife, Shelley. (via sportsinstilettos)
There is something to be said about *college coaches being great role models. *(some, not all)
(via girlwearsmascara)
This is how I feel about this week.
I am sticking my tongue out at you week! You big jerk!
Montauk update
My poor girl is just not herself, she wants SO SO much to get outside and run and play and it seems to upset her just a bit each time I put her leash on to walk her to the door and then just outside for a moment before she has to go back in her crate.
I brought home a new elephant toy and a nice big bone for her to hopefully make her crate a little more cozy and fun for the next few days. Lucky for her we bought the largest crate they make (I can fit in it) so at least she is comfortable while being ‘crate-bound.’
Hopefully with a lot of rest and a whole lotta good wishes are little lady will be back to normal in no time!!
In which Chris' fear of Tumblr grows
Me: Yeah she’s HAWT (talking about Rebecca from Biggest Loser)
Chris: Hawt? Since when do you spell it like that?
Me: It was a joke.
Chris: Oh. I thought you picked it up from a blogger friend (whenever I wear something cool or new I always tell him when I found it via tumblr. Now he thinks everything I do is a direct result of tumblr).
Chris: So funny. You and that girl from the blog you met (He means Ms. Suzanne)… you looked the same.
Chris: Same boots… style, hair, she has a dog…
Chris: Scary
Me: Haha omg I didn’t even notice that
Chris: Yah
Me: We’re actually clones. We switched places when we met.
Me: Hi, I’m Suzanne.
Chris: Typical.
Everything I do is a direct result of Tumblr.
Hi Chris, It’s Meg - hope you and Suzanne are having fun!
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