2 Years

On May 24th, Tobias is officially a two-year old pup.

He's had a quite an eventful second year of life.

He spent most of his summer on the air conditioning vents.



Then played in the autumn leaves when the weather turned cooler.



He climbed to new heights.



He celebrated another Halloween as a frog dog.



And another Christmas as an official present opener.



He cooled off in the winter snow.



And became an Uncle Toby.



He spent a lot of time getting his Dad.



A whole lot of time.



Seriously.



But he also found some time to sit on his mom's lap.



He enjoyed his toys.



And sometimes he'd eat a hole in his toy and then get that toy stuck on his snout and whimper.

Yes, that really happened.



He spent a lot of time trying to get someone to play with him.



And got just that in an early birthday present when he got a new brother.



Happy Birthday Tobias Toby Guy Head.

May your head continue to be as large as your heart for many years to come.

2 Years and Counting

It's hard to believe we've been married for 2 years today. Together for about 5.


What makes it hard to believe, is that it feels like we've been together forever.


Yet somehow it also feels like our wedding was just the other day.





And just when it seems like life couldn't get any better, somehow he somehow manages to make me a little happier every day that passes by.


It probably has something to do with the animal t-shirts.

The Day My Husband Got Arrested

It's storytime.

Once upon a time about 4 years ago, Andy dropped me off at the MSU library where I worked, and then headed back to Wayne State for one of his graduate classes. He must have been in a hurry, becuase apparently he was going about 35 mph in a 25 mph zone on campus. And a cop noticed.

He is promptly pulled over and notes that the cop is taking an extra long time pulling up his information. When the cops returns to the car, he informs Andy:

"You've got a warrant out for an unpaid fine."

That unpaid fine dated back about 6 months or so. We had been camping in a state park. A state park where alcohol was prohibited. We each had an Oberon with dinner while camping, and a bottle must have been left out. When we awoke the next morning one of the rangers had set the bottle on the rim of the fire pit and was writing us a fine for about $80. Andy decided to protest the fine by putting it into his wallet and forgetting about it.

Bad idea.

When Andy was pulled over, he had two choices. Go to jail and wait for someone to post bail or the officer was willing to let him post his own bail on the spot. He obviously chose the latter, but didn't have any cash on him.

So, my husband was handcuffed and placed in the back of the police car and driven to the nearest ATM at the Quality Dairy. He was then escorted into the QD with the officer keeping one hand on his gun at all times to keep the dangerous felon from escaping. About 5 minutes later, Andy had paid his bail and was off to class. With a speeding ticket in hand to boot.

Technically Andy says he wasn't "arrested" he was "placed in temporary custody."

But it's way more fun for me to say that my husband got arrested.