Doug The Dog

It's been one year since we adopted Doug. It seems like routine caring for him now but it wasn't always so. Adopting him was our first challenge, Bulldogs aren't exactly cheap, but Doug's big baby eyes had my heart hooked. So we set off one Saturday to sell my wedding ring and after hitting all the local jewelers we stooped as low as a pawn shop, where we were offered 300 big ones for my lovely wedding ring, not cool! We brainstormed other ways to gather money and ultimately ended our day with me crying and John super bummed. Alas I decided to call the breeder and beg him to take a post dated check...he agreed and off we went to pick up Doug. Excitement filled our bodies as we lay eyes on Douglas for the first time. We loaded his little bum into the car and again off we went back to Ogden. I truly believe Doug was essential to our growth as a couple and future parents...we wipe his bum (frequently), clean up puke at least once a day and his needy childlike personality always keeps us busy pampering him. So here's to one year of having Sir Douglas Von Cypress to keep us company...love that little monster baby!

A Piece of Cake

A Piece of cake is what it was and what it wasn't. I have recently discovered that the best way to get yourself to try something new in life is to try it. In other words you cannot plough a field by turning it over in your mind. I know these two statements seem simple and in a sense silly, but it's true all too often people dream of doing something and just never get around to it; and plainly enough the crucial step missing is the action of just buckling down and doing it. My personal strategy to getting to the "doing" stage is to make a commitment that I am held to. The Ragnar Relay or Wasatch Back Relay Run was one of those commitments I signed myself up for. After paying $100 dollars to race and telling a zillon people about it I felt as though I had to do it and I did. My most recent commitment was baking a wedding cake. I was in luck my niece was planning a wedding and I immediately offered to make the cake. The experience was a bitter sweet one, full of frustration and yet satisfaction as I completed my first wedding cake. What did I learn from it all? That their's nothing like biting off more than you can chew, and then chewing away.