Let’s get to know each other. We’ll start with me.

I found this on the internet – you know, the place where everyone knows everything?  Anyways, I really need a good long break to compile my thoughts and figure out where I was going with this whole Jon thing (don’t worry, I know we end up married…I have the marriage certificate and a handsome fella to prove it), so I decided that it’s time we get to know each other better.  So here are 10 questions someone posted that I thought were pretty awesome.

1.) If you could give the world one piece of advice, what would it be?
Eat cake! I’m just kidding…and stalling.  Seriously though. Take risks.  Without risks there are fewer rewards.  There are also fewer mistakes, but how else would you learn?  I’m not always good at actually following this advice myself, but I try my best.

2.) If you could have a room full of any one thing, what would it be?
Cake?  Ah…that again.  I REALLY like food…and I’m a little hungry right now.  Which would explain the cake comments.  Stalling again…wow these are really hard.  Perhaps I will learn and actually read the questions before deciding to post them.  Puppies.  Yes.  I love puppies.  Of course, Jon would never let this happen because then we would end up keeping every last one of them, but these are hypothetical so I get to have my way.  (PS- I asked Jon this question and he said “you”.  He’s also been really attentive and caring today.  I’m starting to think he did something really wrong and I will find out what it is soon enough.  In the meantime, I’m taking full advantage of being spoiled.  PPS- he denies having done anything wrong.  Now I’m confused).

3.) What do you value most in other people?
Trust.  I want to trust you.  And not just the I-don’t-want-you-to-cheat-on-me kind of trust that people often think about.  I want to trust that you’ll be there when you say you will, I want to trust that you’ll do the things you say you will, I want to trust that you’re going to do something right and not half-ass, I want to trust that you will back me up in most situations, and so on.  I really want to trust you.  Fully and not worry.  Is that too much to ask for?

4.) If you could only see black and white except for one color, what color would you choose to see?
Red.  No, wait, blue.  No, green, like the trees and leafs.  No, wait, purple.  Pink!  I love pink.  Or maybe yellow like the sun.  Oh and I really like teal.  And Marroon.  And believe it or not, I think brown is a very pretty color.  What was the question again?  Ah yes…I think the answer is that I can’t decide.  But definitely pink.  Or blue.  Or purple.

5.) If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?
Me?  But I’m perfect! ha…oh boy.  This is a can of worms.  And we’re about to open it.  I think I would want to be able to forgive and forget more easily.  Especially myself.  When I make a mistake, I tend to remember it forever and feel guilty about it for years.  I don’t ever bring it up to anyone, but I remember.  Like the time when I was 5 and I drew with markers on the brand new wallpaper my parents finished putting up that day.  I’m sorry mom and dad.  Or my poor Jasmine.  That’s a story for another time.  I miss you Jas.  A lot.  And I’m sorry I didn’t pay attention to you when you were hyper and instead just let you run around the yard.  I wish I didn’t do that.  These things stay with me forever. 

6.) If you could choose one of your personality traits to pass on to your children, what would it be?
My drive.  If nothing more, I am very driven.  When I know what I want, I go for it.  And I push until I get it.  I don’t always get it, but I always give it my all. 

7.) What would you attempt if you knew you could not fail?
WOW these are really hard.  Parachuting?  Bungee jumping?  I can’t think of something serious.  I guess I’m a risk taker. 

8.) Would you rather teach a young child to read or have to learn again for yourself?
Teach.  I’m a pretty good teacher.  I could use a little patience, but I’m learning that right now.

9.) What is the best advice you’ve ever given and received?
Be patient.  Oh boy.  Maybe this is that one thing I should change about myself.  But what fun would that be?

10.) How would you like to die?
 Getting right to it, are we?  Instantly.  Painlessly.  Being shot in the head sounds about right.

If you’re out there, reading this – I’d love to know your answers.


Meet the pups – Travis

Travis was our “first born”. We bought him on a semi-whim one Sunday morning the first summer Jon and I lived together.  Travis is a full size Yorkshire Terrier that was supposed to gow to be about 8 pounds and ended up being 18 (he’s not fat either!).


 
He was a ridiculously cute puppy and we couldn’t get enough of him.

But our little “teddy bear” was turning out to be a cute little nightmare.

 
Sure he looked cuddly and cute and it’s hard to see past that snuggle-bunny, but he was trouble.  At first, we didn’t notice.  He would steal a sock here and there, but nothing bad had happened.  Jon and I puppy-proofed the apartment as if we brought home a crawling toddler, but he still managed to get into trouble.  Between his sensitive stomach, which meant cleaning up the kitchen floor/bedroom rugs/hallway rugs of poop (there was so much poop! how could such a little critter have so much poop!), and his need to constantly chew things, which meant Jon and I had to give up our deposit when we moved because he ate (chewed up and swallowed) 20% of our wall-to-wall carpet, he was a bundle of cute hell. On top of it all, Travis was smart.  
One night I was trying to fall asleep when I heard something scratching on the floor where Travis was sleeping.  I looked over and saw that he was digging in the rug by the bed.  I very firmly (I watched and read a lot about dog training) told him “no” and laid back down.  A couple of minutes later I heard the scratching again.  I turned on the lights and looked over at Travis, but he was just laying there, sleeping.  I thought I must have heard something outside, so I laid back down.  Minutes later, the scratching started up again.  I looked over, but Travis appeared to be sleeping.  I was so confused.  So this time when I laid back down, I kept an eye out on the mirror that reflected the bed and therefore Travis.  I pretended to be asleep and waited.  Sure enough, minutes later, Travis starts digging again.  I popped my head up and he laid down quickly, closing his eyes.  My 5 months old puppy was trying to trick me!

Then we ran into some real trouble.  We decided to neuter Travis at 6 months.  This was a very important decision that would promote good health for the puppy since we did not intend to breed or show him.  When I went in for a consult, the vet told me that Travis might also become more calm, less mischievous, and should stop his newly developed want to hump almost everything that wasn’t nailed down.  
 
So Travis went under the knife.  When everything was over and Trav fully recovered, we were happy to notice that Travis was completely himself.  He was just as happy-go-lucky as he was before the surgery.  Oh and he was still just as mischievous and humped everything in sight.   The humping itself wouldn’t be so bad, really, if it wasn’t for what happened after.  Once Travis attempted to mate with his object of choice (teddy bear, bathroom towel, a rug, a pillow) and found out that he was unsuccessful, he would tear it into pieces.  Over the past 5 or so years, Jon and I have thrown out countless number of rugs, pillows, towels, dog beds, throws, sheets, blankets, and the list goes on.  
Aside from the terrible consequences, the act itself was rather funny.  Travis would walk up to something, for example his favorite subject – Pooh Bear (a stuffed teddy bear the same size as Travis), and give it “the eye.”  He would parade past the bear, turning back once or twice and giving it “the eye.”  Then he would begin to circle.  The circling would continue until Travis saw a sign from the stuffed bear that it was “go” time.  He would begin to slowly close in on his circles and and climb on top of the bear.  Then he would do the deed.  At this point, Jon’s favorite activity was to get right into Travis’ face and scare him off.  Now that I think about it, this might have something to do with Travis being so frustrated.  Poor Travis – maybe tonight I will let him sleep with some extra blankets.  Not the good ones, of course.