Uh-Oh...

Those were my exact words today when I proceeded to throw away my engagement ring/wedding band. On accident.

As soon as I said it, I had two ladies helping me dig through the trash can to find it. Thankfully (I think..) I was in a bathroom so the only trash in there was paper towels. It took about 5 minutes, but we found them.

Seriously? Could that be any more disgusting? Digging through a trash can? In an airport? Gross.

But they are safe and sound right back on my fingers. Don't worry, I soaked them in ring cleaner for no less than 30 minutes.

New Year's Eve

New Year's Eve is a pretty special day for me. It marks the celebration of our wedding. We were married December 19th in Aruba with only close family and friends. Upon our return, we had a grand celebration on New Year's Eve with all of our family and friends. It was a pretty special day for us.

I'm happy to report that tomorrow I will be celebrating two wonderful years of marriage. Let's get a little run down of those two years:

• Moved 500 miles away from our families
• Adopted our first puppy, Leila- MANY adventures with her.
• Had our first fight as a married couple.
• I took my first teaching job
• Hubby took a new job
• Bought a house
• Adopted another puppy, Zoey- LOTS of cuddling with her!
• Re-did our guest bedroom, master bedroom, and living room
• Traveled home approximately 20 times!
  
• Drove home, with two dogs in tow, 5 times.
• Hubby took another new job
• I took a job in a new school

I'd say we're doing pretty well. I think I wanted to punch him only once or twice during these two years!

ESPN....

Dear ESPN,

Although I think you're good at babysitting my husband, sometimes you get in the way of things. Like Saturday night, for example. I was happily dancing with my husband and started serenading him. He was completely unaffected by my singing and when I asked why he was not paying attention to me, he proudly stated..."I was watching ESPN on the big screen behind you."

Seriously? Do you have to follow me to the dance floor?

We're going to need to talk about this. I can't have you crashing the sweet moments I have with my husband. It's not often I get him to dance.

Sincerely,
Moi

Marley Shout Out...

Just went to see "Marley & Me" and in the first five minutes of the movie, they give a little shout out to my hometown newspaper, The Kalamazoo Gazette and my Alma mater, Western Michigan University.

Pretty cool, eh?

And, for those of you wondering.. I did not cry. My cousin says I'm cruel-hearted.

Snow, snow, snow.

We're here. Finally.

Only 10 hours of driving with two dogs in the backseat and tons of snow crossing the Michigan border.

The dogs love the snow, we're happy to be with family and it's Christmas Eve. What could be better? Don't worry, I'm not a scrooge anymore. The first sight of snow made me feel all Christmas-like again.

I'm home for a while, so blogging may be slim. Hubby just came in to check on me, asked what I was doing and I stammered... "Um... nothing." He laughed when he saw the website. I stammered again, "I don't want to lose any readers because of my absence!" He proclaimed, "I thought absence made the heart grow fonder?"

What does he know?

Anyway.. if I don't get back to you for a little while, don't leave me! I'll be back full of tales of the kiddies and the same old wit, just after the Holidays.

Wishing you and yours a Merry Christmas.

Vocabulary Lesson

My kids were talking today about a donk. I thought they said dump. They giggled at me and then whispered, "She doesn't know what it is!" They were right, I didn't.

I asked them to explain and they erupted into a fit of giggles.

One brave soul finally said, "You know, Mrs. L, a donk.. a bottom... a big bottom!"

To which I reply, "Like a ba-donk-a-donk?"

Even more laughter.

Oops. Silly white girl.

Zoey

Sage & Ashley tagged Zoey in this fun little meme.

Here are the rules...
1. Link to the person that tagged you.
2. Post the rules on your blog.
3. Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself.
4. Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs.
5. Let each random person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their website.



Here goes!

1. My name is Zoey, but my parents call me a lot of nicknames. I answer to just about anything, but they usually call me Zo, Zo-bo, Zoers, Little Dog, Zoey Boey, Schmoopie, Schmoops, and Stinky. Sometimes when I'm naughty my Daddy calls me sh!t ass. But it's only when I'm naughty and I'm not naughty all that often.

2. I am part cat. Not really, but I act like it. My favorite thing to do? Jump on the back of the couch and look out the window, while taking a nap in the sun. If I can't look out the window, I'll just take a nap.

3. If it weren't for my sister, my parents would let me run around the house all day long by myself. But, it's not fair to my sister and we can't be out together or we'll play WWF.

4. I am a mixed breed and I don't really know what I am. The shelter said I was Beagle/Whippet mix... but my parents think I look like maybe I might be some Jack Russel Terrier. I don't know what I am, but I'm pretty darn cute!

5. I can run REALLY fast. Just ask my mom when she had to chase me once to catch me after I jumped the fence. Ha.

6. I love to cuddle with my mom. My dad doesn't cuddle very well, but I love cuddling with my mom. If it weren't for my daddy, I'd get to sleep in the bed every night with my mommy.

There you have it! Straight out of the Little Dog's mouth!

Now, I tag...

Kristi from ...and baby makes 3!

Monogrammed Teacher

The Pink Putter

I know it's not 6, but I can't think of anyone else!