Amazed

Dec01
2007 Kristi Written by Kristi

I’m so excited about how many people have been reading our site!  I’ve had great phone calls, emails, and chats with people about how they love reading what we’re up to, about Rob, about my zany antics with the dog, etc.  I really feel loved and blessed to know so many great people.  And we as a couple are blessed that so many people are supportive of us.  We have both waited for so long to find the right person and now we get to start the rest of our lives together.  It’s a wonderful feeling.

Rob’s moving on Friday and so the next several days are going to be hectic for him.  I’m just ready for him to be here already so we can enjoy the holidays together, for people to meet him and for us to spend time together.   It’s a great time in my life, better than I could’ve imagined a year ago when I was still upset over a break up from 2005!  But Rob has changed all of that, made me realize how fantastic it is to be with a loving, supportive man who thinks I’m pretty amazing.  Who knew?!

Last week at Thanksgiving, I passed Rob’s picture around the table so my family could see him.  He’s met my parents and grandparents but my cousins and aunts were anxious to see him.  When I got home, I wanted to frame the picture but didn’t want to go buy anything on Black Friday.  And then I remembered the frame.  Adrienne, my master teacher from my student teaching, awesome friend and second mom, had given me this beautiful silver frame back in 1999 or 2000.  She told me no one’s picture could go in it until I met “The One.”  This frame was for his picture.  I put the frame away and moved it from my house, to London, to Essex, and back to Modesto again.  I unpacked it last autumn and put it in the cupboard with the rest of my decorating things.  I was starting to wonder if I’d ever find a man to put in that frame.

Rob’s picture is in that frame on the mantel in my house.  Home at last.

Posted in Family and Friends

Tuck At The Vet

Nov29
2007 Rob Written by Rob

Okay, look. I know the cat’s got an attitude. He’s always had an attitude, but see, he completely digs on me and he always has, ever since he insisted that I take him home from the Hillsborough Humane Society in 2001.

Kristi thinks Tuck hates her, just because he doesn’t love up on her the way Ruca does. He’s drawn blood a couple times. I assure her that he just doesn’t know her yet, that he’s quite social once he gets to know someone.

Then mornings like this blow all that carefully-woven PR straight to hell.

I had to take the kids into the shop this morning for shots and travel documentation. They’re going to be in the checked baggage hold of a United 757 next Friday, making an eight-hour trek with me across the United States so that I can finally be reunited for good with my lady love. To make it more interesting, Tuck’s been fighting leukemia since 2005, has a spleen roughly the size of Kansas, and has been on low-dose chemo since he was diagnosed.

The guy’s always grumpy about the vet. Having your butt shaved for a bone marrow sample does that to a cat.

Anyway, so I put them together in a single big carrier (first time I’ve ever done that, and the last) and hauled them to the Cat Hospital in Altamonte. By the time we got in for our appointment, Tuck was already hissing and growling at Ruca and being pretty insistent on being out of the carrier.

When he finally did get out, he was a holy terror. At least two techs and one vet came away with bandaged flesh wounds; he was nothing but a big ball of hiss, claw and teeth the whole while, until a tech finally had enough and shoved him back in the carrier. Then when Ruca was being put back in, she instead made a mad dash down the hallway, sending me and two techs chasing her down to the tackle. The last thing she wanted was to be put back in the carrier with her highly irritated brother.

Like I keep telling people, he’s super-sweet around me. But Snowshoes tend to bond with a single person, and I’m obviously that person. Tuck rarely hisses or scratches at me, unless I’m intentionally trying to tease him.

But boy, he was a mean, cantankerous old man today with everyone else.

Can’t wait to see how well he flies!

Posted in Everyday Life, The Animals

Lights, part 2

Nov29
2007 Kristi Written by Kristi

Last night, Samson was doing his Dance of a Thousand Prances which signals that the BOY! is outside.  The BOY! is Aiden, my neighbor’s son who is 4.  He loves the dog and he often comes over just to say hi, see what I’m watching on TV or to ask if Samson can come outside to play.  I opened the door and what did I see?

BROOKE OUTSIDE PUTTING UP MORE LIGHTS!!

So I stroll outside and said, “Whatcha doin?”

“Nothing! Go back inside!”

“Did ya buy more lights?”

“Maybe! You just mind your own business!”

I turned to go back inside and she said, “Samson wants a new red collar for Christmas.”  I looked over and she had wrapped my dog in red lights.  OH YES, SHE DID. I’m all for healthy competition but when you bring my dog into it??  It was on before but now it is REALLY on. 

Posted in Everyday Life

Comments Should Be On Now

Nov29
2007 Rob Written by Rob

We’ve been asked by several people now to turn on the comment feature of this blog. Done and done; enjoy.

Posted in Everyday Life
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