Don’t get me wrong – I’m still out there eating and exploring and enjoying all that San Diego has to offer. I’ve been cooking and pinning and creating delicious meals out of only the pantry and freezer. We went to Disneyland and Cars Land and ate food served in cute little cones and walked until we pretty much broke our feet. There’s a lot going on. It’s just not making it online.
Life is just too busy and too fun to sit down at the computer and edit photos, type up pages of words, and fiddle with links. I guess you could say I’ve gotten a bit bored. I’m not about page hits or tags or site views – I just wanted a place to lay out my thoughts and grumbles. Along the way, I got to meet a lot of awesome people and have a lot of fun. I’m still having fun (sometimes with those awesome people!), I’m just not writing about it here. I do hope to drop in now and then when there’s something I absolutely have to say. Eventually, I hope to come back to more regular posting. In the meantime, just know I’m being well-fed.
ps – Toby became my best buddy and shadow, but we finally did take him back home. If only he wasn’t such a barker! I miss his cuddles, but I don’t miss all the blanket-hogging he did.
So, this is Toby, one of my mom’s crazy (adopted) foster dogs. He has a brother, who looks like Benji and they look nothing alike. But, they’re both scared out of their wits by anyone other than my parents. My mom had them and their mom since they were tiny pups, so I can’t imagine what happened to them to make them so scared. Their mom was certainly friendly to other people (or at least us, when we went to visit). I like a good challenge (actually, I like an odds-are-in-my-favor challenge that doesn’t take a lot of work), so on our last trip home we brought Toby home to see if we could “fix” him. Toby, at least, stays visible when we visit my parents. His brother hides under furniture the entire time we’re there.
Hey – did you think I fell off the face of the earth? I kind of feel like I did. It’s been too tiring to decide whether something is “blog-worthy” or not or if I care enough about something to spend time editing photos and then writing about it. Sorry about that. I’m a terrible blogger, what can I say?
First, I have not given up on that other blog I started, but it is going to be a while before I get caught up there.
Second, I think this will make up for the fact that I haven’t posted a picture here for, like, a billion posts.
Third, I consider these more pre-wedding pictures than engagement pictures because, let’s face it, we’re already halfway through our “engagement period”. The teaser pics came out pretty nicely, I think, and I can’t wait to see the rest of them.
Mandi Contreras is our photographer, and she’s an associate photographer with Melissa McClure Photgraphy. We got tons of amazing recommendations on photographers, but we couldn’t afford a lot of them. Plus, the moment we sat down with Mandi, I loved her. She came out to our house after Christmas and we took pictures in our neighborhood and then jaunted over the Old Poway Park. She even got some photos of our pups (nicely groomed just before that last storm hit.. great timing!)
That last one is my favorite… it’s our family! Minus the cats. Look how cute the pups are!
Thanks, Mandi! We had a blast posing and temple-nuzzling, and smiling big smiles all afternoon!
all together now... "awww..."
My mom is fostering a little pup believed to be a Chow-Shepherd mix who is almost as cute as Cassie was when she was a pup. And that’s saying something.
Someone found him in the parking lot of Walmart. A Walmart in Vegas. In the summer. Which makes no sense (aside from being super mean) since he was obviously taken care of and well fed. It’s really anyone’s guess where he’ll end up – I’m thinking he might enjoy living in Austin with my sister. She’s staying in Vegas for a while until she moves out there; how could you live with that puppy and not want to take him with you? My mom thinks he’ll get too big for her to want to keep him, even though I say he has itty-bitty paws, which obviously means he’ll be a small dog. I can tell you he won’t end up in Poway, unless Travis has a stroke or something and forgets we already have 3 substantial-sized dogs.
So… anyone looking for a puppy? Free delivery!
I wonder if his ears will always be floppy