meet Peter Puck

No, not that Peter Puck.

This one:

IMG_2070 - Version 3
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G's company perks

Every once in a while G comes home from work with little freebies from the companies he deals with at work. Sadly, none of these has ever been an all-expenses-paid trip to Europe for a month or a big fat cash bonus of any sort, but every once in a while it is something that makes us giggle. read more...
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do what now?

Inspired, I think, by the book I recently worked on dealing with the sociological implications of Henry David Thoreau's works, I've been doing a lot of reading online...again...about voluntary simplicity. I already try to live that sort of life, to a large degree, but I figure I can always find inspiration & new ideas from looking at what other people are doing. read more...
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some people are just jerks

G and I walked up to Fowler's tonight to get ice cream. It was crowded when we got there, but the line moved quickly until the couple ahead of us took their turn. The guy ordered a cone, while the girl hemmed and hawed and eventually the two of them just turned around & left. While the girl behind the counter was making the guy's cone.
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heaven is a better place today

I did not want to stay at camp, the first time I went to camp.

I wanted to go to camp, mind. I had spent months pestering my parents about it. I had joined the Scouts because I thought you had to be a Scout in order to go to camp. I had absolutely no idea what camp entailed, but I knew that I wanted to go to camp.

And the day finally arrived, and my parents dropped me off—and the realization hit that I was expected to spend two whole weeks without them for the very first time in my very young life…and I did not want to stay at camp.
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parenting, worrying about parenting, and worrying about worrying about parenting

I've been dreaming a lot about having a baby again. Not about physically giving birth, of course, but about actually having a baby in our care that is our child. It seems more real these days - I can actually describe the baby's features, I know the child's gender, I know how it came to be in our care - unlike my earlier dreams in which I simply found myself caring for a child with no idea how it all came to be.

I think it might be because I feel closer to actually becoming a parent than I ever have before. We haven't finished our homestudy - we both have appointments this afternoon with our doctor, who has to fill out a form for each of us, and I'll bring this last bit of paperwork to the agency either tomorrow or Monday. Then we just have to meet with the social worker, who we hope will approve us. There is still much to do, but I can see a light at the end of the tunnel.

It's not all sunshine and bunnies, though.
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*drool*

I am not a gadget person. I have never been a gadget person.

That said, I cannot wait until June, when I can buy this...

ohmygodilovethisphone
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what I did on my Christmas vacation...

I am so talented

Yeah, I'm a dork.

But I'm a dork with a kick-ass new scarf...
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best. Christmas present. ever.

I went to see Matt and Rhona last night - it's been ages since I've seen them & I had a souvenir from the National Zoo for Autumn that's been hanging out here, cowering in terror from the dog's advances, since November. And since I'm fully over whatever icky stomach bug I had last week, it seemed a good time to visit.

I can't get over how big Autumn has gotten. She's all smiles & giggles, and her face lit up when she saw the red-eyed tree frog stuffed animal I brought. ("Ugliest thing I've ever seen," says George. I think it's friggin' adorable. Autumn agrees.) It was fun to see them, even though I didn't stay long because I knew they had to get Autumn bathed & put to bed.

They got me a Christmas present. I felt bad, because I didn't get anything for anyone this year, outside our families. Christmas has kind of snuck up on me because of how busy we've been and all the things we have going on this year. But this is, hands down, the best Christmas present ever: Sabres in Traffic, a book of photos by Mark Dellas, who is the photographer who did what we affectionately refer to as the "GAP ad photos" of the Sabres that are hung all around the arena concourse. Rhona was certain I must already have it - she didn't write any message inside until after I opened it, just in case I had to return it - but I was totally unaware he'd done a book of photos.

Positively stunning. I love photography - especially with interesting effects - and I love hockey. And of course I am completely in love with the amazing team we've had the privilege to watch for the last season and a half. So I'd say it's a pretty perfect gift. Now I'm simply jealous that this guy has had the amazing vantage point he's had to photograph the team the way he has - in portrait and in action. Just amazing.

Way better, I'd say, than a red-eyed tree frog stuffed animal. But I've got a whole year to come up with something equally amazing for them, for next Christmas.
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happy birthday, Karen

Karen just stopped by on her way home from Nova Photo.

She had a very eventful birthday. Luckily, she's fine.
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it's a puppy party...

puppy slumber party

This is what I had to deal with while trying to sleep last night. Lucy (the one in the back) is visiting while her people are in hospital having a baby, and she & Sydney didn't hesitate to make themselves right at home.

Thankfully, I did not wake up with a pup standing on my head at 4:30 this morning, like I did last night.

I am looking forward to G's return home tomorrow, though, so he can take over the dog-watching responsibilities & I can get a few things done ...
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ring in the new

New Year's Eve is always a time of reflection for me...and upon reflection I have to say that 2005 was a pretty shitty year. In fact, it was a completely shitty year; it started off shitty, and it didn't get any less shitty as it went along.

At the end of the day, though, I know I am truly fortunate. At Christmas I saw a billboard at a roadside stand that read: "No man is a failure who has friends" - the inscription Clarence leaves for George Bailey in It's a Wonderful Life. At the end of that film, after he's been to hell and back, George's life is changed by the love of his friends - and he realizes the many ways his love for them has changed theirs, too.
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oooh! big chubby squishy baby!

Our friend Jackie stopped by with her dog, Casee, tonight. And she had great news - after a year-plus of endless paperwork & an insane waiting game, they have a daughter. They're travelling to China next month to bring her home. And they've started a blog to record the experience - not to mention some really cute pictures...
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before the storm

This is what the sky looks like from my front porch right this minute.

before the storm

I think we're in for one hell of a storm...
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