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A Busy Weekend

Reading back through this, I probably should have broken this into several blog entries, but my lunch break is almost over and I'm lazy.


This weekend was a busy one with Beth taking Sandy to the vet, photo-shootus-interruptus, a trip to the range, the UFC and Baby Baier, standing up my favorite stylist, and Beth putting in twelve hours of work on Sunday while I took Rocinante for a ride and forgot to do the laundry.

A Rough Weekend

This weekend was a bit rough. Sandy, our female dog, is experiencing chronic kidney failure.

She's always been more prone to vomiting than Tony, our male dog. The last couple of weeks or so, she's been vomiting a bit more regularly and has on occasion been refusing to eat at all. This last Thursday, she refused to eat the entire day and was even vomiting up any water she drank. She'd become increasingly lethargic as well. Friday was more of the same so, after talking to Beth, we made an emergency appointment with the vet. Saturday was the soonest that they could squeeze us in.

First Timers At The Range

Note: In reading through this, I realized that pictures would greatly help in some portions. When I can find the time, I'll add visual aids.

How did all of you celebrate the Fourth?

I spent the long weekend going to Chicago to celebrate my mother's and brother-in-law's birthdays; going to a "Redneck Party"; hanging out on Shemagne's veranda; and spending Sunday morning/afternoon going over gun-safety and putting holes in paper at the Range with Ruth, Kathy, Shemagne, and Beth. Beth has, of course, been shooting before, but for the other three, it was their first time.

Chess and Photography

On Sunday, Beth and I ran down to Evanston to celebrate my Big Brother's sixtieth birthday. I have an actual sibling type of big brother, but this particular Big Brother is my Big Brother from the Big Brothers Big Sisters Organization.

The party was a surprise for George and his wife had stated that gifts were not necessary, but gag gifts and funny cards would be appreciated.

Men Aren't From Mars & Women Aren't From Venus

It is commonly understood that men and women don't share the same communication patterns and that their communication is therefore inherently flawed. Or, perhaps I should say that this is commonly misunderstood.

This misunderstanding has given rise to an industry built around bridging this communication gap. It's given rise to such pop psychology texts as Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus and it's sequels.

Honoring Our Veterans

Last week was a rough week for me. Or at least it was a rough week at work and I brought that emotional baggage home and allowed it to make for a rough week at home as well. You know, difficulties with the client, being backed up on getting docs produced, feeling like the project is a little out of control and trying to figure out how to get it back under control. All these things added up to being cranky and antisocial at home. Beth is a saint for putting up with my moodiness.

Woo-hoo!

Happy Anniversary to Pugs and Beth!

Eight years? Heck, you're just getting started!

[Note: This last sentence appears because the blog gods are telling me this entry has to be at least 25 words.]

Thank You!

Beth and I wanted to say thank you to everyone for their outpouring of support. The phone calls, the e-mails, the personal visits, the hugs... they all mean so much to us.

We especially would like to thank our friends who stopped by last night to bring us food, eat with us, and keep us company.

And to whoever dropped off the anonymous gift card to Pick 'n' Save to help replace the groceries that we lost in the accident, a very special thank you!

Pictures From The Accident

These are the pictures from the accident. Apparently, I was wrong and I wasn't able to speed up enough for the kid to hit us around the rear wheel. You can see from the pictures of the passenger side that Beth's door is caved in so that's apparently where he hit us. You'll also see that there's hardly a scratch on the drivers side which shows that we flipped in the air and then rolled.



April took these first images at the accident scene with Beth's camera phone.

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