Our four year old Golden Lab hound, or just love pup for short, Frankie. I’ll be generous and say that he weighs around 80lbs, it’s probably a good deal more than that, but in his head and also in our hearts he will always be a puppy dog.
He loves to sit with you and will gladly give you hugs when you ask for them, but he does have trouble hugging to the left. It’s something you can actually see going through his mind if he is sitting on your left and you ask for a hug. He kind of moves his head a few times like he wants to do it, but in the end he just looks you in the eyes with an aww shucks look on his face, and I can just hear him saying “Why do you do this to me… Is it just to embarrass me?” But no Frankie, it’s not to embarrass you, I just always have high hopes that you will get over that hump one day.
We found Frankie at a pet store in the mall. Well actually Megan found him, and tried to get me to go along with getting him. So I agreed to go look, and Oh My God! was I hooked, you couldn’t help but fall for that little ball of fur. After we played with him for a little while I called Karin who was out dress shopping, wedding dress shopping I mean. I had to break the news to her that Megan had won me over, yet again, and I thought she should take a look at the puppy. Probably more to stop me from whining than anything else she agreed (sort of). It was decided that we would come back the next day, if the puppy was still there maybe it was meant to be, if not then it wasn’t.
The next day we went back to the store, and there he was. Surprisingly the first words out of Karin’s mouth weren’t “shit” or anything else like that. She took one look at him and said “Frankie”. And that was it, he was now Frankie, and he was ours. Well, hundreds to the store, vet, and other stores, he was ours.
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How do you like my new format? I finally moved off of moveable type. I had avoided moving for a long time, which didn’t really matter since I haven’t been writing regularly for a long time… Wow! It’s been more than three years since writing in public!
What have I been doing in all of that time? Enjoying life with my new family actually. Once I started doing that I found that I wanted to keep things more private and to myself. Why come out here and write about things going on when I can just share them with the people closest to me.
Well as it turns out that was a little short sighted of me. Sure we have lots of little inside stories now, but looking back over things I wrote in the past and reliving the times that made me write them made me realize how great it would have been to be able to go back over the last three, really five years in detail and enjoy them all again.
I’m back now though, and I’m planning on staying!
So the new theme, what do you think? I’m still making some changes to it, and may just end up writing my own from scratch instead of modifying this one. How about that heading though? That was one of the first pictures I ever sent to Karin when we first started seeing each other. I wrote about it first in this post. I took it one morning out on the bike path, and Karin says it was one of the first things that showed her what I’m about… Not sure if that means foggy, or like a fresh morning sunrise pushing away the haze… I think you know which I’ll choose.
until later….
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You’re lying on the couch, I keep wondering what can I do. I know it has to get annoying, but I just keep wondering what can I do… I want to be able to rush right in and protect you, make you all better, protect you from the treatments.
I know you are stronger than that, I know we are going to beat this, but still I keep wondering what I can do… I want to make it easier, and less scary. I want to wrap you and Megan up in my arms and keep you from this.
It took 35 years to find you. True we went to the same school, but it seemed like totally different worlds. I’ve said it before, I wish I had been a different person then, one that could have gotten to know you then. What would I ever do without Megan though. So instead it took 35 years to find you, and fall in love. I can live with that, knowing Megan makes that alright. The next 35 years though are ours, together.
I know we will have that, I know that the next 35 years will be wonderful, but still I keep wondering what can I do… I love you, and I am always here for you whatever the next 35 years bring.
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I’m really not use to songs by Alan Jackson like this. I know I’ve heard “Remember When” before, and thought it was a pretty song with a nice melody, but this morning I heard it and really listened to it. Then I downloaded it from iTunes, and have listened to it quite a few times since. It’s a very nostalgic song, and gets me thinking of things that used to be even when they weren’t really.
Last July I married the love of my life. She is the high school sweetheart I married right after graduation, and lived happily ever with… that I never had. Instead we went to school together, but never really knew each other, graduated, lived our individual lives, found each other many years later, and fell in love. Same thing different journey…
We met, fell in love, and lived happily ever after.
I love you Karin!!
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eventually you have to wake up from even the best ones…
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It is really terrifyingly incredible just how much control she has over my emotions. A genuine smile from her melts my heart like nothing could have before, her anger or dissapointment crush me in a way that I never imagined was possible, but only slightly more than a contrived calculating smile. Can you possibly imagine what her mom does to me?
She only wants to grow up, explore the world a little, test her wings some… Screw all of your little cliches. She doesn’t understand what’s out there; she doesn’t understand some things at all. It’s just a game, a little game of dress up and make believe to her, but to people looking in it’s very real.
That being said… I have to keep reminding myself that I’m still learning and growing myself. I’ll make mistakes, and most definately I’ll piss her off. Along the way I hope she knows that this is all new to me, and maybe someday I’ll have it better figured out. Then she might feel a little bit of the pride that I do everytime I think of her and all that she is and is becoming.
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I noticed something today… My life has changed. In the last year, the last months, the last days. Everyday my life changes a little more from what it had been for what seemed like forever. Driving down the road today, on my way to work, on the way home and driving around at lunch. Everywhere there were Volks Wagon Beetles, punch buggies, slug bugs, whatever you prefer to call them in your area.
I never used to notice them at all, until last year I didn’t really pay attention to punch buggies, or pa-diddles, really there was a lot that went un-noticed. That was before I met Karin though, since then she has showed me a lot that I was missing, and because of her my life has changed.
While I was driving today, and seeing all of those punch buggies, I was calling them to myself. I was really on a streak too, and then it struck me, I was alone. It was really a strange thing to me, I wasn’t just by myself, I didn’t have my other half. It wasn’t a sad feeling though. Actually it was a realization that there is another half to me, and now that I have found her I’m never really alone anymore. She is always in my mind and my heart. The first person I think of when I see something amazing or funny, the one that I can’t wait to wrap my arms around and tell all about my hopes and dreams.
Karin, I love you, and by the way…. Punch Buggie!!!!!
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My heart has joined the thousand, for my friend stopped running today.
Richard Adams – Watership Down
It’s been 4 days now, 4 days since I watched my best friend die. No that’s not even really the truth. It’s been 4 days since I told the vet I was ready. It was a lie though. A lie to the vet, myself, and Faeril. I wasn’t ready for her to go, and I’m not ready to be without her.
You can probably tell this was starting out as a really pissed off entry last week. I wasn’t able to finish it, and maybe it was a good thing that I didn’t. For the most part it was a self hating rant about letting Faeril down.
She was my best friend for 11 years. She sat with me though the big breakup, and she never complained even when I started “remodeling” the house. Instead she would sit back and watch until I kneeled down for something. Then she would rush forward to stick her head through a crook in my arm, the bend in my knee, or up under my chin. Anything to let me know she was there and looking for a little love.
I don’t want to go into the details, mostly because I keep finding myself trying too hard to justify putting her down. I just hope that I did the right thing for her at the end…
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I guess that the French lessons are moving along. I can speak at great lengths about cats, dogs, horses, and people in their various forms. I can tell you if they run, jump, fall, and also if they decide to do one of several other actions. I know the difference between sitting on something, under something, and something sitting on them. I’m sure that one could come in handy. The genders are driving me crazy though.
Women, and girls always feminine, just like men, and boys are always masculine. That’s easy enough, but who decided about other things. If a car is feminine, then why not a boat, or a plane? Why is a dog un chien even if it is a female dog? Shouldn’t it be une chien, or do you just say La femme un chien? La femme et Un chien would be the woman and a dog, so I don’t think that logic would hold up.
I’m assuming there are rules for the choices, and hopefully I’ll learn them later. I would hate to think it’s all about memorization, and that every time a new word is in use they just decide what gender it is.
I just went to find out what a female dog would be. Just in case you’re curious, it’s un chien femelle.
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Oh, I have things to tell you about. Now that I’ve shown a little of the inner workings of my mind, I’ve decided to get back to the more trivial, mundane. I meant to say interesting actually, but you know what I mean.
I have stories of dancing goats that mug you when you aren’t looking, and an owl in recovery. Wait it gets better, I know you’ll want to hear about my re-enactment of the opening scene of Mission Impossible. It was really very impressive, right up until the moment I fell, luckily it was only about four or five feet. Oops, I think I may have told a little too much about that one.
I probably should have mentioned there was a spoiler in here, but I’ve never really been one for suspense. I’ll wait a little while until you forget the ending, and then I’ll come back and wow you with the story. It actually involves terrible winged beasts, howling winds, and great physical feats. I’m sure there will be a hero, but it’s not who you might think. Definitely, you should come back and find out more.
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