Our Christmas presents finally arrived from Idaho and these fancy mugs were in them.
Happy Birthday to our new niece Aspen!
A new project that I’ve yet to start. It’s intimidating.
Morning waiting for the bus.
Tsunami’s favorite move with Efes. Notice the blank stare in her eyes, as though she has no idea how she got there or what she should do next.
Efes, Rhody, and Tsunami at the dog beach. It goes out for a couple hundred yards and the dogs love frolicking around in it. It tires them out in a way nothing else can, but cleaning up their poop later on is not so fun.
The new mugs doing their job.
It usually takes Tsunami a few minutes to get comfortable, and many times manipulating her bed in order to get a small pillow to hold her head up, even if that means half her body isn’t even on the bed.
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Una the German Shepherd puppy.
I have sort of a thing for mini things. So of course I snatched up this black clip when it came across my desk. The red is standard small size and everyone I’ve showed it to has never seen one so small (that’s what she said).
Both dogs were incredibly happy at being allowed to finish the peanut butter jar. Too bad neither of them could get to the very bottom of it.
These dogs are so spoiled. Peanut butter from the jar one night and then peanut butter dog ice cream (left over from Christmas and taking up precious space in the freezer) the next.
View from the military hospital.
Shave ice. Don’t you dare call it a sno cone. Does not go well with white wine.
The fence in the front yard was tagged with this zebra. Either they ran out of time to finish the legs or this is a pony zebra.
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This is one I should have had on my Life List but was scared to put it on in case it never happened: see Elton John in concert. Along with Eric Clapton, Elton John has been at the top of the list of musical artists I wanted to see live. So a couple of months ago when Wes heard that he was coming to town (though I don’t know where he heard it since there seemed to be no publicity on it) we snatched up tickets as soon as they were available.
The show was scheduled for 8 o’clock but we assumed, like all concerts, that it wouldn’t start on time. Elton John, though, is a professional and when we walked in at 8:15 he was already rocking out.
I’m not convinced lilac is a good color on me.
He played for two hours straight. Some songs we knew and some we didn’t because when you see someone who’s been performing that long there’s bound to be some music that you don’t know.
After every song he stood up from his piano and pointed at the crowd and bowed, seemingly genuinely enthused that we had all come out for his show.
So basically, I slept with Elton John is what I’m trying to say.
(All photos from my iphone because I didn’t think cameras would be allowed in. I was wrong and I think the moral of the story is that I should always have a real camera with me.)
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He’s so dark that everything else is washed out in order to get all his features.
When the first movie came out we were in Idaho for Christmas where we watched Sherlock Holmes. Before we went into the movie I snapped a very similar picture of Wes posing with the Chipmunks. This year we were able to get another picture while on our way to see Sherlock Holmes.
Having this display of Christmas cards makes me smile every time I look at it.
That’s peanut butter ice cream for the pups.
I call him Frances and my new glasses look perfect on him.
We gave them candy cane shaped braided raw hide bones for Christmas and they weren’t without them until they were gone.
The old gang together again to celebrate the New Year.
Having a friend who works at Coach is getting dangerous.
We finally stepped up our Christmas game and decided to get a real tree. It made all the difference in the holiday.
This sign sat outside my office building for two days before it was taken away. I tried to get Wes to pick me so that we could take it home but he declined.
We were given three bottles of wine for our wedding and decided to finally open one and have a fancy dinner.
One of Wes’ coworkers worked in Louisiana for a couple of years and missed their delicious shellfish. He ordered all of this and had a cookout. Everything was delicious. Spicy but delicious. We ate way too much but it was worth it.
Three days after getting our tree we finally decorated it.
This is how Tsunami spends most of her days. We can’t figure out what her plan is – mostly she just stares blankly ahead.
Don’t mind the cluttered coffee table
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I just looked through all of the 365 Photo Project posts and realized that a few were mislabeled and one week is even missing. So here it is, Week 13.
I’ve been trying to put into words how I feel about New Year’s Resolutions and have been failing. So when I read this from Rebecca thought to myself, Yes. This is exactly what I feel.
It always feels anticlimactic, waking up to the first day of a new year. Like the view is supposed to change, the feel of the pillow, a new longing to get out of bed. If only we could move through our lives with the same self-forgiveness we carry these first few days of January, the same hope and hustle. We could all stay up until midnight, kiss and exclaim “Happy New Day!” and then make it one instead of waiting around for the year’s change to reset our alarms
I always make grand resolutions that I’m certain will change my life for the better. And I’m equally as certain that I’ll follow through with every single one, as though January 1st will change who I am and how I behave. Last year’s resolutions started a fight between me and Wes when, after a few glasses of wine, he didn’t understand exactly what I meant and suddenly the whole thing seemed like a waste of time. Resolutions that include Be Happy aren’t supposed to start fights.
This year I have an idea of specific things I’d like to check off, but I’m not going to put them in writing because that always seems like a road to failure when you forget and then look back. Instead I decided to make a word for 2012. I’ve seen a few people do this and at first thought it’s seemed a little far out there. A word to describe the year? In the past, just thinking about all the words to choose from would give me a headache. But this year when I thought about it a word immediately came to mind and I knew that it would be my word for 2012: Intent.
I have a habit of doing things too quickly. I answer questions without thinking and say things without thinking and am forever hurrying through pretty much everything I do. A lot of times this leads to regret, both large and small, about how I’ve behaved or what choices I’ve made. I change my mind so often that Wes now waits for me to change my answer before proceeding. Obviously I could benefit from slowing down and thinking about something before I make a decision.
So in 2012 I want to live with intent. I want to think about what I’m doing and why I’m doing it instead of just forging ahead and hoping for the best. I think I started it right on New Year’s Eve when I didn’t end up puking in the New Year. Great things are going to happen this year, I can feel it. And I want to be part of every decision that makes this year great instead of coasting by.