On the Move

I tried to write a post about moving yesterday, but nothing seemed right.  It’s safe to say that Scott and I have been on an emotional roller coaster for the past few days/weeks/months. We moved across the state of Virginia on Sunday, with most of our stuff to follow behind when we find a new…

Dog Burglar

I’m not stealthy, so I will never be a cat burglar. With that cleared up, I’ll tell you a story.  We have some friends nearby who are in that special friend category where you’ve lost count of who cooked dinner for whom the most (or brought drinks or took care of the other people’s dog,…

There and Back Again (not a hobbit’s story)

I used to be a dog walking machine.  When Peanut and I found each other in 2007 through something akin to online dating (although he didn’t have much say in the matter), we went through a long phase of me caring way too much about his needs.  Peanut is my dog, in case you didn’t…

Open Door Policy

When I moved away after high school, my best friend’s parents gave me a key to their house.  It was kind of a joke, kind of a symbol to tell me that I was welcome to visit any time.  The joke part comes in because they never locked their door.  Having a key was really…

Sad Eyes

I might have mentioned a time or two that I love my dog.  I make fun of him sometimes when other people are around, because I know his manners are atrocious (and that’s all my fault).  He loves to greet you by jumping as close as possible to your face and being generally ridiculous.  I…

The Great Kibbles Shortage of 2010

I made the executive decision on Friday not to buy dog food until Monday.  There were still some kibbles left in the bottom of the dog food container, so it didn’t seem like a big decision at the time.  Flash forward to Sunday morning, and I realized that my spatial calculations were off on Friday. …

Master and Commander

My dog humors me most of the time, even though we both know exactly who’s in charge of our house.  Just in case I have overnight memory lapses, this is what my bed looks like every morning: The green line illustrates the space I’m allowed to use.  Peanut gets the rest of the space in…