Sunday, July 7, 2013

Still Here!

Y'all. I have missed you! I love writing and it makes me sad when I feel like I am too busy to sit down and catch up. I have been off since Thursday and found that I am much more productive around the homestead when silly work doesn't get in the way. I am able to catch up on cleaning, shopping and reading, and quite honestly, I think I am much more fun to be around. I love vacation Jenny!

Yes, we have been busy with work and school, but we have gotten to do a little bit of relaxing as well. Mike and I went to Hilton Head, SC to meet his family and celebrate a friend's beautiful wedding. I love seeing my sweet niece and nephew, and Mags even got to experience the beach! Do you like his new summer collar? He's very stylish.


If you haven't heard this story, Mike decided to drive cross country on our 3rd anniversary so that our dog could run in the sand. It was less expensive than boarding him, and we loved having him there, but I like my story telling better. The bad part was when I had to go back to work for a week while Mike and Mags lounged on the beach, at the pool and ate an excessive amount of seafood. I was jealous and  to be honest, I didn't handle it very well. Sadly, my phone has broken twice since then, so I lost the multiple pictures Mike sent of them doing all the lounging. It's probably for the best, but I'm sorry you can't see them.

We celebrated our third anniversary! Yay! All downhill from here :-)


The weekend after the beach, my sisters, Mike and myself met my parents in Baltimore for a special birthday celebration. When my father previously asked my mother what she wanted to do for her birthday (go on a tropical vacation? Travel to Europe?) my sweet momma simply said, "I want my family to be together." Well. Your wish is our command. My father decided the best way for us all to meet up was at...a Red Sox game. Actually two. Mom traded the second one for a massage, and we spent the weekend visiting and eating. It was so fun and entirely too short.

I hate this picture, but it is the only one of all 6 of us. We are all disproportionate heights and I  have a weird comb over thing going on. Fun times though!

These two celebrated their 38th wedding anniversary just a few weeks later. Love them. Don't they look like a couple of teenagers?



So that was vacation. A few days after returning from Baltimore I was talking to my mom during our usual morning chat. She alerted me to the fact that our cat, Torti, was not doing well. Sweet Torti, whom I named 22 years ago after my favorite food, Tortellini, was winding down. We got her from the pound when I was ten, and allowed us to become that family with three cats. (I had friends who had to take allergy medicine before they could come over.) Anyway, Torts was the last survivor and had become a fixture at my parents house. As you can imagine, my parents were very upset. They were concerned that they were going to have to put her down, and were having a hard time thinking about making that decision. Of course, that was the day that Mike was supposed to drive back through Birmingham on his way home to Dallas. After a lot of discussion, we decided that Mike should stay at the beach one more day. This would give my parents time to begin dealing with their loss.

Torti didn't die. They didn't end up putting her down and Mike was still scheduled to drive through Birmingham. At some point, he had to come home (or at least send my dog!) So, Mike rang the doorbell of my parent's house three hours after my mom had discovered Torti's body curled up in the basement. My dad was working that evening, so it was just mom, Mike and the corpse. Sound morbid? Mike ended up digging the grave in the backyard. Just another day....

Again - a horrible picture. She was super cute and we miss her.
 Those are not my feet.

So, my husband and my dog returned to Dallas. Mike came home with a cold, which we didn't think much about, but he also had a bite on his leg.We still aren't sure what kind of bite it was and really didn't care once it turned super red and hot. Mike was complaining of aching joints and pain, and being the loving wife that I am, I told him to take some Ibuprofen and get moving. The next day his fever was 102. He felt awful. I was convinced that Mike had either Lyme Disease or West Nile. He finally went to the doctor, who prescribed antibiotics, pain medication and gave him a tetanus shot. That doc had no idea what the hell was going on. Luckily, one of those treatments worked, the fever broke and we are all healthy and happy.

Well, that pretty much sums up life here at the Cherbonneau's! We are looking forward to meeting my parents down at the coast over Labor Day, but don't have anything else planned. I'm sure something will pop up - it always does.

This picture was taken when I was investigating Mike's bug bite.


Hope you and your families had a wonderful and relaxing Independence Day!




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