Just in case you were missing Tucker...

Here are some recent pictures off my Blackberry of my little chocolaty muffin lovie puff! Mmm mm I love his little face!

This is what Tucker looks like in the morning when he wants me to pet him, or roll over so he can snuggle in the warm spot behind my legs.


This is what Tucker looks like when he's done snuggling and is concerned about a noise in the hallway so he barks like a lunatic and wakes everyone in a four mile radius up.

This is Tucker's new BFF. (Condolences to Kristina who lost that spot in his puppy heart when she ran away to Utah for a month.) Note: He is literally spooning Shaun. And growled when I tried to move him. Awesome.

This is Tucker sprawling spread eagle and asleep while Kristina rubbed his belly. I thought it was funny, so I went to take a picture - but Kristina didn't think it was appropriate to post pictures of his puppy parts, so she censored them. (*it may look like her hand is physically touching what she's covering, but I promise it's not. haha gross.)

Things I love about Tucker:

-He gets so excited when anyone comes home! Jumping and whining and doing his silly little wiggle :)

-He's so sneaky!! He'll wait until he thinks you're not watching, and then veeeery carefully pick up the thing you don't want him to have and starts backing away...slowly...while watching you. Haha little stinker.

-He growls if you move him while he's sleeping. Oh my heavens I'm laughing while writing this just thinking about it. Schnauzers sleep anywhere from 14-18 hours a day, and if you mess with his sleep cycle he'll let you know! Kristina gets growls more than anyone, but I'm pretty sure that's because she'll WAIT for him to be asleep and then go move him just so he'll growl! I'm sure it sounds ridiculous, but it really is cute.

Things I'm not so stoked on lately:

-Tucker has recently discovered that bunny poop is delicious. We have like 4.7 trillion bunnies that live in the field adjacent to the house, so there's a plethora of fresh fecal matter every morning for his consumption and delight. Gross, right? The worst part is, it makes his beard smell AWFUL. Like, really, really bad. And when I want to kiss his cute little face, it makes me gag a little. Ew.

-Along with bunny poop, Tucker finds yarn very tasty. What does this mean? It means that while I'm working on any given project, I'll feel a tugging on my hook - look up - and find that my small black dog is completely tangled in yarn...rolling around...growling...eating it...and once I untangle him from it, I get to crochet with slobbery yarn. Not fun.

All in all, still my favorite. Love him.

Calee Update

Soooo I'm getting my Grandma merit badges early in life by becoming a crocheting pro. I figure I'm way ahead of the game in case Y2K was off by a couple decades and we revert back to the 1800's. If that happens, you can contact me via smoke signal and I'll make you a lovely tunic. One size fits all, guaranteed to be scratchy and way too hot. I'm actually sitting at work right now wishing I had my hook and yarn here so I could get ahead on some granny squares - haha. I'm so weird.

Shaun brought over a puzzle for us to do together, since he was feeling a tiny bit neglected (if you're wondering why, re-read that first paragraph...). It made me laugh thinking about how we both enjoy doing such weird things - puzzles, crocheting...he's five and I'm ninety :). Not literally, though. I'm only 26.

I ended up paying $1006.00 to register my car. Holy moly. I almost vomited on the nice DMV lady's desk. HOW DO YOU SLEEP AT NIGHT??! is what I wanted to ask. Buuuut I didn't. I just paid her and went on my merry way. Don't worry, I only STOOD in line for two hours this time. Oooh standing...standing is less fun in heels than flats...and gets less fun the longer you have to do it. I guess there are lots of things in life that are like that. Work...running...eating vegetables...

You get the picture.

Sam and Nikki are coming down this weekend with their cute little babies! Woo! So stoked.

Kristina may or may not be bailing on the family reunion (immediate only, Grandma, no worries) due to her fever of the scarlet sort. At least she's less swollen now. That's a win.

I'm almost done with my degree!! I have one week left of this class, then only two more to go!! Goodness gracious I'll be one happy camper when I'm all done :) Yay yay yay for education.

Dreams this week: Kristina and Shaun snuggling (and the beat down that ensued), a rabbit appearing out of a dead beetle and telling me I'm pregnant, me and Hurley from LOST hugging and crying because he was about to go onto a submarine that would never surface again, and Tucker turning into a marshmallow and Dad accidentally eating him.

Moral of the story: Rabbits are liars.

loves -Calee

Scarlet Fever

Yes, I do have scarlet fever. Before last week, my only understanding of scarlet fever was that sometimes it would kill one of my players on Oregon Trail in fifth grade, which resulted in an "Awwwwww, man!" everytime.

Let me assure you, the real thing definitely deserves a similar reaction. Times a million. I thought I was just kind of sick last week - I got the whole headache and sore throat thing. I got to the 'really sick' point where I would normally go to the doctor's office, but I don't have health insurance right now and didn't want to spend money on something my body could do for free, right?

I thought that was right until Sunday night when my face was red and puffy and swollen and I thought my ribs were going to cave in. Turns out I was wrong. And I have scarlet fever. Ha.

It's sucked.

And that is about all of the energy that I have right now to update you. Bring me a chocolate blast from baskin robbins and maybe we can talk more.