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A Swollen Foot & 80’s Music

In true C&M fashion, I hurt myself the day before our house warming party. In an even more thorough C&M fashion, on the day of the party, I dropped a 22 pound bag of ice on it. Not to slow me down though, at least not until after about an hour of dancing to 80’s music at the end of the night. All at the encouragement of my boss and his girlfriend of course, because no one I know parties harder.

Other than that bit of foot misfortune, the party was a success and we received some really sweet house warming presents. Everyone seemed to have a genuinely good time.

Ozzy and Samus were the life about half the party. Some people who didn’t have dogs made up for it by playing mass amounts of ball and paying attention to them in general. It makes for a nice quiet day today, although Ozzy played way too hard for his weak back legs and will have a few days recovery.

A rainy day following the party has been the perfect excuse to nap and watch movies like Fast Times at Ridgemont High and Robin Hood: Men in Tights.

Now to just lazily kill time until Game of Thrones.

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High on Paint Fumes

The entire weekend was spent at our new house painting a few rooms. One thing I can’t stand is white walls in every single part of the house. This is a home not an insane asylum. We’ve had the house for less than a week and already had to break into it. Apparently, unknown to us, one set of keys doesn’t work and one does. We left the good set inside the house since we were coming back the next day to continue painting. Upon discovery, much frustration ensued. We ended up cutting out a screen and being able to open the window to the bathroom, so my husband shoveled me through the small window and the day was saved. Adventures in home ownership have begun.

The dogs took to the new place pretty well. We’ve been worried about the younger one, Samus, because she’s only ever lived in once place. Turns out, she took to it faster than our older dog who has moved with us one million times over the years. Maybe he’s just overwhelmed to have his very own yard finally.

Here they are exploring the new place before we started painting:

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Adulting 102

I wish I could say that the weekends are for relaxing, but they really aren’t anymore. If there isn’t house hunting happening, then I’m packing stuff up and trashing anything not worthy of moving. Add to that, that I’ll be going back to overtime every other week and shit is only going to get more hectic. It’s really not a bad thing since we had a cold, rainy winter and cabin fever has struck me hard in the last few weeks. So this isn’t whining, just stress relief.

I’m thinking of revamping the blog here soon. Problem is that I’m not all that savvy with customizing themes/layouts/widgets. If the appearance of this blog is random and makes zero sense, it’s just me learning my way about. Hopefully the final product will be legit.

My husband is finally going to contribute to his own section of the blog. But I’ll leave that final announcement for when he finally completes his first post. If you think I’m an awesome procrastinator, you ain’t seen nothin’ yet. He takes it to the next level. Let’s just say, we’ve been talking about him doing this since I re-opened this blog about 8+ months ago.

Does not matter what is happening in life, these guys have no problem relaxing at a moments notice.

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Autumn Pup

We brought Samus home on October 18th, 2014. Who remembers the exact day they bring home an animal? This girl. In this case, mostly because my grandfather, who was incredibly important to me, passed away just 3 days before. My husband thought that I needed someone who wouldn’t let me dwell in my grief. Ozzy was an adult and the best grief supporter but his support means snuggling with you while you cry and don’t move for hours. Samus forced me to focus on someone besides myself and I do think, retrospectively, that is was a wise decision on my husband’s part. My depression would have been much worse than it already was and it took a long time to get back to being myself afterwards. I shudder to think how bad it could have been if I didn’t have someone demanding attention of me constantly.

That being said, of course it was the perfect time of the year for adorable sweaters for cute puppies with short fur in a cold environment. Hell, I won’t lie, she’ll probably get a new one this year too.

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