October Pictures

So, I'm going to out myself and upload pics to my public blog. Weirdness. I wish I had more time to blog. So much is going on and I'm really very happy...alas, between grad school, serious dating, church, and work - there's barely any time for the minimum acceptable standards for humanity, let alone a hobby. But here are 3 small stories to pass some blog time.

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From October 2008

This is simply a picture of me that I like. Really. I do. Dave says it's a good picture "because of the beautiful subject." Oh gag. How did I end up with a sentimental guy?! Poor thing. However, he should be glad I put up with him. The picture above is from his nephew's wedding last weekend. I found out about the wedding one week before the event andhad no idea about any of the plans. I just showed up in casual wedding attire - what is that?! - and made a lot of small talk. I think I looked good for how much time I'd had. During the course of that week, I'd prepared a presentation for the national conference, completed 2 school assignments, finished prep for Dave's upcoming birthday, attended 2 funerals, and successfully fought back a cold. That's my life these days!

From October 2008

Speaking of Dave's birthday month, here's a photo from the Midway Birthday Bash. We went to Santa Anita racetrack and then drove go-karts. While at the race track, we were standing & watching the last race. After the horses had cleared, we just stayed there and talked for a while. A woman came over and told us, "You two look so cute. You really need a picture of this." We handed over a camera and oila! we had a picture. She actually took 3 of us and this one is my favorite.

From October 2008

Last but not least - the adorable kitten. I inherited this kitten from Cate during a whirlwind trip to Utah. He was too adorable to have no home. He's the world's most perfect kitten - playful but not aggressive, loving but not needy, smart but not intrepid. His life is very good. He has 3 devoted adults, 3 tolerant kitty friends, and 2 children who play with him and cart him around all day. He's our version of Garfield's Pookie - too adorable for words. Yesterday, however, his world came crashing in around him. During a miscalculated leap to the edge of the bathtub, his paws slipped from beneath him and he tumbled into 6 inches of water. He went completely under and came back to the surface sputtering and sopped! My sister quickly scooped him out of the water and he ran crying to the bedroom. I found him, wrapped him in a towel, and held him until he warmed back up. The poor little drowned rat then buried his face in my leg and stayed wrapped up in my arms or curled in a ball in my lap for the next 4 hours. He was fine - but we realized how spoiled he is if a little bath caused this much trauma!