Snow not into It

Suds frolicking in the backyard.

I hate snow and I have yet to hear an argument from the Pro-Snow party that would make me feel otherwise. It causes people, (including myself), to forget how to drive, it's cold and people, (including myself), fall down in parking lots, driveways, sidewalks, etc. because of its tendency to create icy surfaces. Plus, I really just prefer the lush look of green grass on the ground and leaves up above instead of that blanket of white that everyone else seems to long for during the month before Christmas. In short, I hate snow.

Mother Nature decided to bless us with the first snow of the season the day before Thanksgiving. Two things that stopped me from cursing the heavens that morning were 1) I didn't have to go to work and 2) I realized that today would be Suds' first encounter with the phenomenon. I was excited to see how he would like this weather change. Considering he does not have a very favorable opinion of rain, I was curious about what his reaction would be when he laid eye and paw upon this slippery substance. However, the meeting between him and Jack Frost went swimmingly and dare I say he enjoyed the snow! I'm so glad he didn't inherit his mother's angry disposition, it's kind of unhealthy, don't you think? ;)

Fun with the In-Laws

Josh got them to sit still long enough for me to take a picture. Aren't they so cute?

Nobody puts Dublin's "baby" in the corner. Well, actually she tried to keep her toy away from Suds but he wasn't having it. This was the result.

Perhaps Suds was accident-free because his raccoon friend was keeping watch over him all night. Thanks, Aunt Kelly and Uncle Tom. Foxy's trash is Suds' treasure.

We hung out with Josh's parents and uncle too. This picture was post-sushi (cold, fishy, without the rice kind-I'm more of a roll girl; and thus left me feeling quite hungry) and pre-Tombstone pizza (much like a potato, I've never met a Tombstone pizza I didn't like, it definitely hit the spot).

Josh and I headed east this past weekend to Davenport to visit his parents and introduce them to their new grandpuppy Suds. He was a hit! Everyone thought he was adorable. He was accident-free in regards to the house-breaking thing the whole weekend despite the fact that he had a giant kennel to roam around. He also got a taste of his first puppy interaction when he met his Aunt Dublin. They had a ball and even I was tuckered out watching them play. Sadly though, Suds did sustain a minor injury when he ran into the TV stand. He left Davenport with a giant knot on his head and fond memories of his grandparents and aunt.

What's your theme song?

Josh and I leaping into our future together.

If I was a reality TV star and had to pick one song for my show's intro, I would pick "The Adventure" by Angels and Airwaves. I love it's upbeat melody and the line in the chorus about how "life's waiting to begin" (plus, I'm kind of a sucker for that nasal-y voice of Tom Delonge of Blink 182 fame).

I can just see my daily life unfold with that song in the background. The intro would have all the prerequisite reality TV shots-me marching into my office ready to take the world by storm, me casually sharing a cocktail and a laugh with friends and of course, for a touch of romance, me and my fiance gazing into each other's eyes over a candlelit dinner (and when I say 'candlelit dinner' I really mean a Bebop's cheeseburger minus the lettuce). Naturally, it would also have all the key players in my life turning and grinning into the camera, pretending to be caught off-guard. There's Josh, playing with Suds (our great dane), Jennifer working in her yard, Kelly waking up from a nap, Dean coming out of the mall, etc. and so forth.

In any case, the point of this, my first post as a blogger, is that 2007 has brought me many blessings. A house of my own, an engagement and a puppy, my first pet, (let's not speak about the guinea pigs of 1994-1995; I was young and impetuous). I'm doing all those grown-up things that happen post-college; those things that you think make you "old" (until you meet someone who has kids and they make you feel bad for complaining about how old you're getting when they're the ones popping out babies or picking kids up from choir/football/cheerleading practice).

This next year is going to be a milestone. As my theme song says, my "life's waiting to begin."