Browse Month: June 2007

Farewell Beigia. Hello Gaysia.

baybridge.jpgWe are moving to San Francisco!! That’s right! Jes interviewed with Jimmy’s company on Wednesday and got an offer on Monday morning. It’s amazing how much can change in less than a week.

So, the husband, dog, and I will be leaving the land of perfectly groomed lawns and 10:00 curfews for a place where rainbow flags wave freely and public transportation is no longer an inconvenience.

Jes will move up first to start his new job at the beginning of July while I stay behind for at least another month to complete the school year (goes until end of July).

Where will we live? In the city…hopefully close to the baseball stadium.

What am I going to do? Sit around and play WoW. Haha. Just kidding. I’m just considering all my career options. Should I jump right into another school-based job? Should I consider a hospital setting? Perhaps I should find something completely different! Anyone need a photographer?!

Am I excited? Yes. Will I miss my family? Of course. Am I nervous? Absolutely. Do I look forward to lots of visitors from Southern California?! You betcha!!

Violated

img_5822.jpgThis past week, Koa was walking a little funny so we decided to take him to the vet on Sunday afternoon. Poor doggie…as soon as we stepped into the vet’s office he started to shake and looked so nervous. How did he know he was going to see the vet?!

Our vet was pretty friendly and tried his best to calm him down. After a couple questions, the vet proceeded with his exam. Unfortunately, that involved Koa getting felt up, squirted in the nose with a Bordatella vaccination, and then taken to the back for a quick poking in his butt. As Jes held him down during his exam, he gave me the saddest look as if he was saying “help me out a little over here?” When the vet brought him back, he told us that dogs sometimes need to have their anal glands “expressed” and the vet said it was pretty stinky. I guess that’s what was bothering him all week. Poor dog…hopefully he won’t need to get violated for another couple years.

Did you just cut that wire?

img_5815.jpgOur garage door is really temperamental. When the sun is out at a certain angle, it’s impossible to close the garage door without having to physically pull it down. Jesse usually has to unlock the chain, pull down the door by hand, push the remote again, and then wait for the track to close the door all the way down. I think it has to do with the way the sunlight hits or reflects onto the sensor. Anyway, it’s been doing this for a few years now and it’s quite a pain when you’re trying to leave the house between 12:00 pm and 3:00 pm.

So, today after we washed the car, I found Jesse hunched over the sensor with wire cutters. He cut the wire and attempted to switch the sensors around. I stood there watching and scratching my head and I was so ready for the garage door to be completely toasted for good. After a mere 10 minutes of tinkering with wires and connectors, the moment of truth arrived. I pushed the button and the garage door went down!!! Woo Hoo!! You should have seen the pride oozing out of Jesse’s eyes and ears and a grin that went from ear to ear. I think he was more impressed with himself than I was. Good job, handy man!

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