Good-bye, Me-maw

Jay's grandmother, Diane's mother, passed away yesterday. Mary Eredini was always kind to me, her newest granddaughter-in-law, and I know her three daughters, one son, eight grandchildren, and five great-grandchildren will miss her very much.

Life in the fast lane

Well, school is back in session, so I guess I've been too busy to post! Really, I'm devoting so much thought to education that I've been posting on my this little light of mine blog more than anything else.

Well, I took Ranger to get him fixed, the poor mutt. He hasn't chewed up any books or shoes since, although he's still acting like a nutcase when company comes over.

I had a harrowing experience today when I got fingerprinted at the Bryan County Jail. (Not only is it filled with druggies and thiefs, said criminals also regularly bust out of this shoddy establishment. See stories about the frightening joke of Bryan County here, here, and here.) Fingerprinting is now a requirement for teacher candidates--we have to get background checks through the OSBI and the FBI before we can be put in charge of the little darlings.

Hubby is building houses in Calera, Kingston, and soon, Ardmore. You'd think I would see him more since he quit one of his jobs, but I feel like I see him less. He goes to Ardmore about once a week to move along their project there, and stays out 'til dark most other days. Unless it's too hot. He'll sometimes come home for a break on these triple-digit days.

I guess that's my life right now...Have a great day, readers!

Dad gum dogs!

I have a love-hate relationship with our dogs, Shadow and Ranger. Shadow is the older, calmer (neutered) one, and he is generally a great dog. EXCEPT he is mostly lab, so he loves getting in ponds and then getting all muddy. Did I mention they're house dogs? Don't ever do that to yourself. Then you end up having a love-hate relationship with the dad gum things. Then there's Ranger....poor, pathetic, annoying Ranger. He's the puppy, and when you consider that we found him on the edge of death, abandoned by his owners at Paul and Diane's house, it's easy to see why he acts the way he does. His ridiculously high-pitched whining whenever we come home (We imagine he's saying, "Why did you leave me for so long? I thought you left me forever! I'm so hot, so hungry, so tired, I need to go collapse on the tile--" and then plop, he's down and he's quiet.), his temperamental stomach (and don't you know that dogs always leave piles on the carpet, because of its uncanny resemblance to grass? Lovely.), and his chewing habits (last victims: TWO paperback novels, one of which wasn't even mine, and the other I hadn't finished reading yet!): all this equals a very frustrating dog. But then he gives you that pathetically loving, grateful gaze, and you just want to hug him and pet him and cuddle him all at once. This picture is of Shadow in his favorite spot: Jay's closet, among the dirty socks (he will pull dirty clothes out of his hamper just to lay his snout on them...gross! In this pic, it's a pair of dirty shorts). Ranger, in his eternal quest to be loved, somehow found a couple extra inches to plant his rear beside Shadow. Silly dogs, how I love and hate you!

10 years since Hubby graduated!

Jay and I attended his 10-year high school reunion last weekend, much to his chagrin. It's not that he doesn't enjoy seeing his old buddies; he does. I think it's the idea of planning on attending a dinner three weeks in advance that bothers him. I kept bugging him about whether or not he was going to RSVP when the deadline was approaching, and he kept waffling. I finally just e-mailed an RSVP for us both, and didn't make J think about it until the day before. Then he doesn't mind so much.

Anyway, Jay had some really nice people in his class--I've only met one girl, and the guys I've met have all been so friendly and funny and interesting. Apparently someone else thought this class was noteworthy--someone videotaped them every year of their elementary and high school career! That video was played at the reunion during our dinner, so we were treated to elementary school plays (loved the Robin Hood in a green dress thing and tube socks), basketball games (just look for the fast, little one who kept sinking baskets--that's J!), and graduations. Fun! After dinner one of Jay's classmates treated us to some guitar playing and singing. Eric is a great singer, and I loved his little sidekicks he would do sometimes for emphasis. Jay tries to do the little sidekicks whenever I have music playing at home, and it's really just embarrassing.

This week has been pretty same ol', same ol'. I've had a big design project at work, so I've actually been kind of busy.