Friday

Adam's meeting with the Admiral, which was supposed to happen today at 2pm, has been postponed (surprise, surprise) until August 1st. This is dangerously close to the vacation we're tentatively planning. Adam and I both scheduled time off together so we could, hopefully, go on a cruise for our first anniversary (August 17th). It's hard to believe we're coming up on our first year of marriage and our FIFTH year of being together. It makes me grateful every time I think about it. When I ignore all my petty problems I realize I am beyond blessed to have the life I live.

Adam made the mistake of taking me into Barnes and Nobel the other day. My favorite place is their buy 2 get one free table so that's exactly where I went. Adam, as usual, parked himself by the magazines and patiently waited while reading about exotic cars. I limited myself to three books so I have a short stack that I'm starting to tackle. Currently, I'm reading Look Me In The Eye, a memoir about a man who grew up with undiagnosed-Aspurgers syndrome (a mild form of autism). It's funny and shocking and very raw, which I love.

Since it's waaaay too hot outside to be riding bikes or going to the beach Adam and I have been enjoying indoor activities. We finally saw the last Harry Potter and it made me want to read the books again. (I guess my "short stack" isn't so short afterall.) Adam teases me about being a Harry Potter nerd and I joke about going through Post Potter Depression. I told him the only way I can feel whole now is with a blu-ray boxed set so we'll see if he takes the hint.  ;)

Serving people teaches me so much. Today's lesson: hold off on having kids for as LONG as possible. I witnessed a 4 month old baby projectile poo all over herself, her onesie, the car seat, her mother and the restaurant floor. I guess the lesson could also be: buy high quality diapers. Maybe it's because I don't yet have children but I don't get how the mother and her friend could eat after that. Lord knows my appetite would have vanished faster than that mother's dignity. Side note: WHAT IS IT with me and poopy-booths?!

I have a recipe for fudge and I keep intending to try it but I always end up being too lazy or falling asleep. One of these days, I'll give it a whirl! (After proof-reading my blog before posting, I suppose I could have come up with a better transition from poo to fudge. I promise that wasn't intentional!)

Adam has spent all day with the "kids" at the vet's office. We're signing them up for PetCare (an insurance for animals) and they're getting a full work up done. Luca's hernia has flared up again, larger than it's ever been, so we're getting that checked out too. Our "kids" are not the most well behaved creatures; Luca barks at everything unusual and Piper does what she wants, when she wants so Adam has been having a rough day. Adam had his own little poo-scapade (courtesy of Pipes) and has been waiting for hours to be seen by the doc. Next time, an appointment will be necessary. As soon as he gets home, we're getting ready for an early dinner, sans pups.

We're off all weekend and we're going to enjoy every minute of it. I'm missing my family and wishing them happy, wonderful times in Florida. (COME VISIT us, guys! You're always welcome!)