Sittin' Waitin' Wishin'

I keep waiting to updated this until something either exciting or significant happens... Welp, I gave up. So here's an update on our semi-charmed, kinda boring, simplified life.

Last week was team building week at work. I went into it with a horrible attitude thinking I would hate every minute of it. I did. No, we didn't sit in a circle and sing Kumbaya like I feared, but we did talk about our goals, dream of the company's future, and discuss how we appreciate one another. Not exactly my cup of tea. But I survived & and with a smile on my face!

This past weekend was nice, but again, uneventful. Friday we ordered a pizza and I started watching season 1 of The Rachel Zoe Project. OBSESSED. Seriously & for real she rocks.

Saturday we went to the SMU tailgate and stayed just long enough for a couple beers and some free food. And it was time to replenish our collection of "SMU Law" cups. Chris said, "Drink as much as you can before we leave. We need more cups." He wasn't kidding.

Saturday night we went to Hacienda to watch Tech play UT and Sunday I cleaned my house and my puppies!

Chris has another job interview on October 8th, which just happens to be my 25th birthday. Him getting this job would be the best birthday present ever. EVER. I try not to think about it because when I do I start to get my hopes up, which I vowed never to do. Plus I don't want to jinx anything.
& this little cutie patootie got shaved.

&&& I love my husband because he graduates from SMU law in 237 days!

Hacienda on Henderson Happy Hour

Whew... That's a lot of H's.

Since our "us time" has been few and far between over the past couple weeks we decided to have a go to happy hour at a local restaurant, Hacienda on Henderson. It's a really cute little building with great tapas and drink specials. The best part? You can bring your dog.

So we leashed up the pups and headed out. We were a little nervous that the dogs would misbehave & we would be asked to leave, but they ended up doing really well.

Or so we thought....
As we enjoyed our queso and beer I commented on how well the dogs were behaving. They laid under the table & were quiet as church mice. Then I looked under the table.... They had chewed a portion of the table completely off and there were pieces of it all over the ground surrounding our table.

Check please!

&&& I love my husband because he cooked dinner last night. Tater tot casserole. Not bad.

Dixie Dog

Sunday afternoon Chris and I were running errands around Dallas when he received a call we'd been dreading. Dixie, The Joneses dog, was doing really bad. She lost 20% of her body weight since her last visit to my dad, & after some tests Dr. Dad told us her kidneys were failing. Ellen took Dixie home, only for her condition to worsen. She was past the point of return. Ellen was calling to let us know that Dixie would have to be put to sleep.

Dixie was Chris's first dog. He got her his Junior year of high school from the Amarillo pound. She was 3 years old & was a victim of animal abuse. Dixie had lots of issues, but Chris loved her. No matter how grumpy she got Chris would tell everyone, "It's not her fault, it's how she was brought up."

As we drove home we were sharing our favorite Dixie stories when Chris said, "She was such a sweetheart." ..... Sweetheart? Dixie was many things but sweetheart would not be an adjective I'd use to describe her. I laughed to myself and mumbled something to myself along the lines of "are we talking about the same Dixie?" To which he responded, "That dog loved me more than she loved anyone. She was always so happy to see me when I came home from college & she was always sweet to me."

He was right. Dixie was his dog & she knew it.

&&& I love my husband because of his love for animals. He has such a big heart for our 4 legged friends.

Puppies!

My little Oxford is growing like a weed. He is 7 months old and weighs just as much as Ollie. He loves eat, chew on things he shouldn't, eat, bark at our neighbors, eat, eat, & eat... He is the only dog I know who will eat his pills like a treat.

Speaking of Oxford the poor little guy is a cripple. For the past couple of months he's had a limp. After a week or two of seeing him hobble around we took him to our wonderful vet (a.k.a. Dr. Dad) to get an x-ray. We were very worried that he had elbow dyspepsia, but after a couple different x-rays & expert opinions we were overjoyed to find out that there are no issues with his joints. However, we do have mildly crippled 7 month old golden retriever who has to take his meds twice a day. It breaks my heart to see him hurting, but I hope and pray that this is just "growing pains" and nothing life threatening or serious.

Although he is commonly referred to as "Hobbs" and limps around our house all day, he is a happy dog. He has the sweetest disposition & loves Chris, Ollie, & I so much. I love our little "Clarence puppy" & can't imagine our life without him.

&&& I love my husband because he suprirised me with my little baby Ox on my 24th Birthday.

Bad Livi

Evidently Ollie's is acting out from being left at home alone all day.

&&& I love my husband because he cleaned up all of these & tried his hardest to remove the blue ink stain from the carpet.

Btw... Ollie & Ox went to daycare today with hopes of running off some energy.

Dirty Dogs

Best photo of October

My little Man

Oxford is growing by leaps & bounds! The little guy is HUGE!

When we picked him up on Sunday we were amazed at how much he had grown in a matter of 2 days! We went to put his collar on and had to loosen it to fit around his neck.


Ollie & Ox are getting along great! They chase each other around the couch, wrestle & cuddle (only when they don't know we are looking).


&&& of course I love my Husband because... He takes Oxford out at 4 AM & lets me get my beauty sleep :)

O.C.T.O.B.E.R. Halloween is coming near.

• Since my last post:
  Chris didn't get the job at Underwood (still a sore subject, but when God closes a window he opens a door, right?)
• We got another puppy, Oxford.
• We discovered the most fun place EVER, Top Golf
• Taylor is about to become Mrs. Clayton Smith
• I am getting a new car!!!

Ok, so our new puppy, Oxford aka OX, is the fattest, sweetest, orneriest puppy I have ever met... & I am in love. He is such a sweet addition to our little family. He and Ollie get along famously and are already the best of friends.

Taylor gets married this weekend! Taylor gets married this weekend! I had such a blast at her bachelorette party last weekend & am so excited to celebrated her marriage this coming weekend.

Top Golf= Awesome fun. It's like bowling & the driving range mixed together. You're outside, playing golf, buckets of beer & good friends. We went with Wally & his rommate & had a blast.

Chris has been back twice since then.

Ps... I beat the boys :)

My car should arrive between 6&7 tonight. Wahoooo. The X-Box was having some major issues (overheating in cool weather, or in a drive through) & instead of sinking more money into it we decided to just trade it in. Sooo I am the proud owner of a black 2010 SE Pathfinder.

I've decided to add a new portion of my blog entitled, "Why I love my husband." I often times find myself thinking, "& this is why I love my husband." So why not share, right?

&&& I love my husband because he surprises me with dark chocolate & a snuggie after a long night out with the girls :) Here's a photo in case you've never heard of a snuggie (it's a blanket with arm holes :))

Bad Dog

Friday after we got off work Chris, Ollie, and I headed to the Panhandle. The trip home actually passed quickly, due in large part to season 1 of Friday Night Lights (This show is amazingly addictive and I am officially obsessed). My parents talked us into coming home because it was Codi's 14th birthday and it is really difficult for us to pass up Zen's sushi with the family. It's tradition.

I spent all Saturday morning by the new pool. First off, the pool is absolutely gorgeous. It looks like a beautiful lagoon with all of the rock work and landscape. Mom did good.

Here's the problem: The recently planted grass near the pool has yet to completely grow in and must remain saturated. Unfortunately for us Ollie loves water, and she loves a muddy mess even more. She would just wallow belly up in the mud, get in the pool wallow some more.. etc etc...

We tried everything to keep the dogs (Marley and Ollie) away. We locked them in the pin that Dave (pool man) built. Didn't work-- Marley is so strong he can bust through the gate. Same story with the doggy door to the garage. We tried putting Ollie in the front yard, but she could still hear us in the back yard, so she began to dig. I caught her doing this, filled the hole, spanked her, and took her to the front only to come back 20 minutes later to a re-dug hole.

My mother found nothing funny about this situation. She had devoted every last minute to the finishing of this pool and in one morning Ollie had things topsy turvey. To make matters worse a storm blew through Saturday evening carrying all of the decorative pillows (which I'm pretty sure weren't cheap) off of the furniture which lead to ripping them apart by Ollie. Oops.

Ollie is officially grounded from Grandma and Grandpa Demere's until further notice. Bad dog.