Did you all see this? Honestly, it was painful (if you you saw it). The woman needs to stop talking.
4.30.2008
Step-Pet Intigration Phase II
PARTICIPANTS:
Tia Bullock (aka "Bitty"), 12 year-old domestic tabby feline with serious attitude issues.
Bam-Bam Dulin, 3.5 year-old black lab with almost constant look on his face that says, "Wanna play? Huh? Huh?!"
GOAL:
Provide environment for co-habitation with the least amount of physical and mental injury to either participant. And to train Bam-Bam not to eat "Sandy Candy" from litterbox.
DIRECTOR OF OPERATIONS:
Jacqueline Bullock: Well-known cat lover and life-long care-taker for Tia. Recent convert to loving dogs, specifically the Labrador breed. Future Step-Pet owner of Bam-Bam.
Day 1: Bam-Bam adjusts quickly and happily to Raleigh and new townhouse. Bitty hides under beds, couches, in dark corners and can be seen sneaking to litterbox only if absolutely necessary.
Day 2: Bam-Bam re-introduces himself to Bitty. She re-introduces herself back with a violent hiss and smack with the claws. Bam-Bam understands Bitty is not interested in playing and rarely makes eye contact with her. Bitty understands she is powerful beast and does not take her eyes of him.
Day 3: To-date, Bam-Bam has not consumed any "Sandy Candy." Of course, Bitty is still not feeling entirely comfortable about leaving any either. Bitty has become increasingly courageous and now sports an attitude that demands Bam-Bam recognize she occupied this domicile first. Bam-Bam concedes to seniority status but seems mostly to care about playing with new Step-Pet owner and food.
Day 4: Bitty and Bam-Bam seen lying only 3 feet away from each other both sleeping. Director of Operations notes this as quite a successful implementation of Phase II of the Step-Pet Integration process.
Tia Bullock (aka "Bitty"), 12 year-old domestic tabby feline with serious attitude issues.
Bam-Bam Dulin, 3.5 year-old black lab with almost constant look on his face that says, "Wanna play? Huh? Huh?!"GOAL:
Provide environment for co-habitation with the least amount of physical and mental injury to either participant. And to train Bam-Bam not to eat "Sandy Candy" from litterbox.
DIRECTOR OF OPERATIONS:
Jacqueline Bullock: Well-known cat lover and life-long care-taker for Tia. Recent convert to loving dogs, specifically the Labrador breed. Future Step-Pet owner of Bam-Bam.
Day 1: Bam-Bam adjusts quickly and happily to Raleigh and new townhouse. Bitty hides under beds, couches, in dark corners and can be seen sneaking to litterbox only if absolutely necessary.
Day 2: Bam-Bam re-introduces himself to Bitty. She re-introduces herself back with a violent hiss and smack with the claws. Bam-Bam understands Bitty is not interested in playing and rarely makes eye contact with her. Bitty understands she is powerful beast and does not take her eyes of him.
Day 3: To-date, Bam-Bam has not consumed any "Sandy Candy." Of course, Bitty is still not feeling entirely comfortable about leaving any either. Bitty has become increasingly courageous and now sports an attitude that demands Bam-Bam recognize she occupied this domicile first. Bam-Bam concedes to seniority status but seems mostly to care about playing with new Step-Pet owner and food.
Day 4: Bitty and Bam-Bam seen lying only 3 feet away from each other both sleeping. Director of Operations notes this as quite a successful implementation of Phase II of the Step-Pet Integration process.
Marriage License
This past Monday, Danny and I went and got our marriage license for Wake County. What a pleasant government job---everyone coming in for the paperwork is usually in love.Did you know in the state of North Carolina you can marry your first cousin? I think this explains A LOT.
Here's a list of states that do not and do allow this kind of union: http://www.ncsl.org/programs/cyf/cousins.htm
P.S. In case you were wondering, no, Danny and I are not first cousins.
4.29.2008
4.24.2008
queenB Prepares to Become queenD
Last weekend was all about me. And I'll admit, I loved it.A short engagement is very practical for purity reasons, but doesn't give one enough time to really relish the amount of attention you get when you're the Bride. I think I am handling it well though to my credit.
The weekend began with all my JMU girls -- aka "The Wine-Price Girls" as we are known, arriving. Sue made us a lovely lasagna dinner and unbelievable homemade chocolate cake. Check out the bride and groom. Why don't they make Asian bride cake toppers?Saturday we all dressed up and put on our proper sheeshy selves for a bridal luncheon Karen (Sue's mom) threw for me. It was lovely. My favorite chicken salad, blueberry bananna bread, fresh fruit, deviled eggs, yummy little cookies. Delightful!
During gift time, the girls gave me a combined gift of "clues" to open to figure out what my gift was. It took me awhile and it wasn't until the end that it was revealed that the various "clues" were parts of my wedding dress. The gift was a substantial amount in a check toward my gown. Of course there was a card that made everyone cry when I read it and the depth of how touched I was is indescribable.Saturday night we all crashed at Sue's and let our hair down, and let loose. Well, as much as you can for being old farts like us. Beth's sangria was fine accompaniment and gifts for the honeymoon solicited giggles and ooohs, and ahhs, and woahs.
There was dancing (Susan attempting some head cracking break dancing), silliness, and a general attitude of enjoying oneself except for the part of serving me when I demanded. Afterall, this weekend was about me. And to remind everyone, I was sure to wear the tiara Sue got me.Naturally we stayed up way too late but all the gabbing was great. There was a new mix to our group this time. Lauren --- the maid of Honor. Despite being scarred by her mother's lingerie fashion show, she was just like one of the girls (sans sangria of course).
How blessed am I to have these women in my life for the past 20 years?
Here are the rest of the JA-zillion pix from the weekend!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)