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.

That's gonna leave a mark

This morning I woke up and let the dogs out. Just like any other morning.

Toby likes to stay out there for awhile.

Laying in the driveway enjoying the cool morning air.

This morning though, his nap was cut short when it started to rain.

I called him inside, because Our House + Big, Wet, Furry Dog = Disaster.

He came inside. But evidence of his morning driveway nap remained outside.

You Booze, You Win II

3 years ago, I ran my first 5K race at Schmohz.



2 years ago, I walked it so I could drink beer while strolling.



Last year, I got second place by a few seconds - missing out on the opportunity to win a mug club membership but I still happily walked away with a growler of delicious beer.



This year, I really wanted to take home the top prize.



The race began after the pirates shot off a cannon.



You heard me. Instead of a blowhorn, shotgun, etc. - this race began with pirates shooting a cannon. Which is one of the reasons this race is awesome.



The race is three laps around the industrial park behind the brewery. I was ahead for the first lap, and then got passed by someone I named Blue Shirt Girl. Three guesses as to what color her shirt was. I decided to just try to keep up with BSG and not let her get too far ahead. She remained in front for the next lap and a half.

With only half a lap left to go, I noticed BSG started to slow going up the hill. So I hit the gas and chugged past her. From that point on, I had no idea how close any other female was to me. Which means I pretty much ran as fast as I could for the rest of the race, fearing I'd be caught. Somehow, I was able to cross the line as first overall female with a new PR of 20:27.



Andy finished right before me with a new PR of 19:48 and won his Age Group, which means he also got a growler of beer.



We've never ran faster, and I totally credit the beer prize for the motivation.






What made the race even better, was that it was Kara's first 5K ever and Kerri's first race since birthing an adorable baby. And victories are always sweeter when you've got someone to share the beer with.

Fryday Funday

I read a few health and fitness blogs. They often post the healthy and creative meals they eat.

This post is going to be the opposite of that.

We attended a frying party - wherein all party goers brought something to throw in the deep fryer. Below is a sampling of what was fried:


Onion Rings were being prepped


Zucchini and Mushrooms


Macaroni and Cheese Balls


Crab Rangoons were being dropped


Twinkies - including a twinkie breaded in hush puppy batter before being fried


Snickers (fail)


Jalapeno Poppers


Baby

Just kidding. But that face is so cute I had to include it.


Shrimp stuffed with cream cheese and wrapped in bacon


Chocolate filled cupcake

Also fried: Pickles, Hush Puppies, Peanut Butter Cups, Bananas, Cake, Chickens, and probably something else I'm forgetting.

Health and Fitness? No.

Fun and Tasty? Most definitely.

Jandy Lamers

I think Dennis gave us this name once. I'm not sure why he said it, but I just realized why it fits.

We sometimes call Toby "Guy." I detailed his many names here.

From this, we began describing large items with a new term.

"This sandwich is guy-normous!"

And then I realized why we are Jandy Lamers.