holey moley...

The backyard of the new house I moved into just 2 weeks ago either has an infestation of a cracked out mole the size of a small car or.... Bandit has taken up digging. My mom and sister warned me that he was a digger, but at my old place, the worst trouble he got into was eating my flipflop... and I didn't even really like them anyway, so he did me a favor. Anyway, I thought he'd grown out of the whole digging thing. Wrong!! Now that he's an outdoor dog during the day, he's taken to entertaining himself in this extremely annoying fashion... I wish I had a picture of what he looked like on Friday. Covered, head to toe, with dried mud. Today he wasn't nearly as bad, although he dug twice as many holes... At least he doesn't fight me anymore when I tell him to get in the tub. He just hops right in. But I promise to take a picture next time, because as much as I hate filling in the holes and bathing the pup every night, he's so proud of himself and his holey accomplishments that I just can't help but laugh. The only thing I can say about the situation now is I'm thankful grass seed is cheap. :)

Speaking of the new house, the decor isn't finished, neither are we fully unpacked, so once the roommie and I have it all spiffed up for the holidays, I'll take some pictures and post. Don't give up on me. I get around to it eventually...

In other new, I am now a brunette of sorts. Well the color is more a dark reddish purple with some black thrown in. Every fall I always do something really drastic and then go back to normal in the spring. With the shorter days and the chillier weather, I get bored really fast. So... I cut and dye my hair to keep me entertained. I think this is the best I've done in a long time. :) And sometimes I forget that it looks so different, because obviously I've gotten used to it, so when people start to stare and look at me weird, it just makes my day.

The before:

And the after: (I even wore the same WSU zipup for dramatic effect)

Waaaaay different, but I like it. We even had to dye my eyebrows a little because it looked like I didn't have any! I texted my mom after getting it done and she totally freaked. :) Speaking of family, I'm getting really excited to come home for Christmas. I'm taking an entire week off, and luckily enough, so is my sister. So I'm excited to get some quality hang time with everyone at home. And I'm staying with my bestie and going to my first ever Seahawks game, so it's going to be a fun week. All that's left is a safe, speedy, on-schedule flight from WW to Seattle on the 19th. That's all I ask, is that I actually make it to Seattle on time. So far the forecast looks promising (no snow or fog, reasonable temps), so I'm keeping my fingers crossed.

Only two more weeks!!! Whoot whoot!

S

Moving Tip: Packing tape should not be used for painful practical jokes.

Since matriculating from college (and even during college) I have moved at least once a year, and have been thankful that each time I've had wonderful friends willing to help lift the heavy crap. You'd think I'd have an efficient strategy by now for packing and organizing, or a cannot refuse bribe for help, but I don't. I'm moving on Saturday, and I only really just started "packing" yesterday and asked for help today.

But I suppose I do have a strategy of sorts... it's evolved over the years and mainly just consists of me getting increasingly lazy and just throwing shit in bins then cramming them in my car. Really, the strategy is to just not ever fully unpack...

What's funny about this move, though, is the dog. Over the past couple days he's noticed the total chaos that has taken over the living and dining rooms and has taken to spending copious amounts of time outside chasing his tail and/or thumping the cat and/or moping around with his blanket. He just doesn't know what to do with himself amongst all the commotion. I mean, look at how pathetic he looks! Like I just robbed him of his reason for existing... (and yes, that is my room. Please keep your focus on the dog and not the strewn about clothing on the floor. Thanks.)

However, it is quite entertaining to watch and provides a nice break from what seems to be the exhausting avoidance of packing. Thankfully he's not too melodramatic, but I'm positive he won't be pleased when he's required to spend his days outside without a dog door. *gasp!* He is a bit of a chicken shit when it comes to, well, everything, so I have a feeling this form of entrapment might hit him a little hard at first. But he'll have access to the garage with nice warm blankets and will have a new friend to commiserate with, so I'm sure he'll be so twitterpated over his favorite blanky and new friend love, he'll get over it quickly.

Pictures of the new house all set up and cute coming soon. :)

slr

Lord... Won't you buy me... a Honda Accord!!

So last Friday I headed over to Tri Cities with a couple girlfriends in search of a dress.... I drove over in this:

2004 Honda Civic EX Coupe

And drove home in this! (With better wheels...)

2007 Honda Accord EXL

Never did find a dress, but the "test drive" we took out to lunch and attempted dress shopping was a blast! I had all intentions of getting the Civic its 60,000 mile tune up and calling it a day, but I made the mistake of asking the salesman what he had in the way of Accords. What's funny is I had lost my license somewhere in my house a couple weeks ago and hadn't gone in to replace/renew it (I'd been driving around with my passport as ID). So I bought this car WITHOUT a license!! I of course went to the DMV first thing Saturday morning and got a new one, then faxed over a copy, but the whole thing was unreal!!

We also had to take the salesman back to WW with us. One of my friends had to be back in WW by 5pm (we didn't even leave the dealership until 6pm), so the arrangement was that she would drive the Civic back to WW and we would come later in the Accord with the salesman so he could drive the Civic back to the dealership. We liked him so much, he stayed for a beer. :)

Now I don't just buy cars on a whim, but the two girls I was with are pros. It's not like I NEEDED a new car, it wasn't like when I bought the Civic and didn't HAVE a car, so we had fun with it. The girls pretty much did all the talking and I just sat back and enjoyed the show. The salesman was a good sport too. We definitely made him work for that sale. And eventhough I was a little freaked that I was actually going to get a new car, and more than a little sad that I was giving up my very first car, the girls convinced me it was the perfect birthday present to myself... and that I can always trade it in after 2 years! lol.

So I'm growing up... I'm turning 27 on the 24th and apparently needed an adult car.... with 4 doors. :) Even though there's a bit of a mom factor to the car, I have a feeling the leather seats and seat warmers will win me over this winter. :)

slr