A Very Married Christmas!

Pennsylvania vs. North Carolina

Our Christmas break started off a little flaky. We didn't know if we were heading for Raleigh or Kennett Square, P.A., because of the tremendous snow storm that just so happened to grace us with its presence. Our original odyssey had been as follows: Raleigh to visit with Matt and Tanya to spend the night, then up to Williamsburg, V.A. to spend a night and bask in the history, then up to Kennett Square, P.A. to get a glance at the new niece and to savor some family time. Consequently, nature had other plans for us. We woke up Friday morning to a pleasant surprise: the first major snow of the season and NO SCHOOL! (::highfive::). On the other hand, it did throw a wrench in our plans. We had a decision to make, and we had to make it fast (picture the suspenseful movies with less than 60 seconds until the bomb goes and you have to decide between the girl, or unidentified passengers on a bus). We were either going to leave out, reversing the order on our trip, heading west, then north. Or, we would be stuck in Asheville because of how fast the snow was sticking. We decided to chance it and headed out on the interstate towards Tennessee. By this time, the snow had been falling and sticking for at least an hour. The ride over the mountain before Johnston City, T.N., was incredibly shady and left us with an almost ulcer. I think we made the right decision, though. Once we got past Johnston City the snow turned to rain, then cleared up because we were ahead of the storm. But it did chase us all the way up to P.A. and it definitely didn't make traffic matters tolerable. This all-of-a-sudden major snow storm put people in a panic, and how unfortunate for us, we reached the outskirts of Washington around rush hour. We (and especially Sam) will always remember the "good" times we were stuck in traffic in Washington, and on the way back down in Baltimore. Once we reached Kennett Square (which is on the outskirts of Philly), we were good to go. We saw the weather, and by the time we had arrived it had already snowed 3 or so inches in Washington (if that gives you any idea of how hot on our trail the storm was). It may not sound like it, but our trip was really touch-and-go there at the start.
After arriving at Tim's (my brother who lives up there) it was nothing but play, play, play. We really enjoyed playing with our nieces. Saturday we went sledding and decorated a gingerbread house. Sunday we went sledding some more, did some kid's yoga, and went to Longwood Gardens to gaze at the beautiful Christmas lights. Longwood gardens is a piece of preserved land dedicated to botany and beauty. They have seasonal displays and an indoor hub where they host different environments that grow region specific plants: Longwood Gardens.

We left on Monday and headed to Williamsburg, V.A., to stay a night. Due to traffic, we arrived a little behind schedule, but had a delicious dinner at a restaurant in the historic downtown called The Fat Canary. I had quail stuffed with cornbread with a side of cabbage, and Sam had seasoned pork chops with bread pudding. If you ever get the chance, you should eat there. We then checked in to our room for the evening. The next morning we grabbed breakfast, speedily perused the town, and browsed shops. We headed out around noon, stopped by Greensboro for dinner. Sam showed me his old stomping ground (which didn't appear like the stomping ground we are accustomed to, but a hood), which basically resulted in us almost getting capped. We then returned safely to the comfort of our home by 8 o'clock to enjoy the beautiful, full snow left by our recent adversary.

Much like the snow storm, once we were home-sweet-home, Christmas was right on our tails. We got back, had a day to finish up last minute shopping/ cooking, then it was Christmas Eve. We spent Christmas Eve with my family. Our tradition is spending time and exchanging gifts on Christmas Eve.

I know, I know, what about Santa as a child? I may have succumbed to that notion at an early age. My parents could maybe have came up with a story to fool me as to why Santa delivers our presents on Christmas Eve, but from an early age I don't remember playing that game. I have always really liked to wrap presents, and I have been very selective of clothing/gifts/miscellaneous other items, so many times I found myself wrapping all the Christmas presents. Anyways, this year we went over to my brother Scott's for Christmas. We usually have it at my parents, but my uncle who was living with them passed away and rightfully so, they were preoccupied the days before Christmas. To spare them the trouble, and share our holiday as usual, we had it at Scott's. We opened presents, ate a yummy dinner, and went to a candle light service in which my niece was participating.
Christmas day we shared our first Christmas morning as husband and wife and had a lovely time. We woke up around 7:30 which Sam says he spared me because he could have woken me up hours earlier. We leisurely opened gifts, had a breakfast of sausage/egg casserole and cinnamon rolls, then opened our stockings. I was very excited to participate in this tradition of opening presents on Christmas morning and having stockings.

Around lunch time we headed over to Sam's parents where we opened many wonderful gifts and had a tasty lunch. We also watched A Christmas Story which is on TBS for 24 hours, and Sam says he has watched every year since he can remember. As it was a year of firsts for me, this was the first time I had seen it. I thought it was a cute movie, and now I know where the racy leg lamp comes from.
Aside from the very irreplaceable and enjoyable time we spent with family, we received many exciting gifts. A few of our favorite things include the following: multiple cookbooks, a throwing tomahawk, yoga accessories, corn hole, a new vacuum cleaner, favorite movies (GI Joe, He's Just Not That In To You), other novels/non-fiction books, and basically everything. We can't emphasize how fortunate we are to have the wonderful family that we have. It was a great first holiday for us.
After Christmas we were feeling a bit overwhelmed and cluttered. Saturday morning we went and purchased a storage ottoman in which I can store my yoga stuff and a desk cabinet from World Market. I am extremely excited to have a desk space to call my own, and to have freed up so much space in our kitchen and living room. Needless to say, we have diligently been cleaning and organizing. I have put away the Christmas decorations and organized our upstairs storage closet by getting stuff in containers/boxes according to the holiday/season. I have also went through and organized the kitchen cabinets. Sam put together our new desk/cabinet and cleaned the porch off which was a task. We ordered numerous gifts off the Internet this year and have been swimming in cardboard boxes which we have unthinkingly threw onto our front porch. Not to mention we missed a week of trash/recycling pick up which hasn't been an aid to our abundance of Christmas trash. Today we took the Christmas tree down, so we are feeling much less cluttered. We are still working with the placement of things/furniture that works best for us. I am also very glad to have my yoga wall back complete with my new meditation cushion!

Speaking of yoga, I am getting ready to have my fourth yoga weekend. The studio I go to is also having a yoga challenge. If you do 30, 45, or 60 days of yoga, you get certain percentages off classes, a free shirt, as well as a few other perks. I am thinking about trying it out. You have to buy a series and do yoga everyday (except Saturdays) for however many days you enlist. I think it would be a good way to kick off the new year and a few unwanted holiday pounds.

Now for picture time!
Longwood Garden


Beautiful trees at Longwood Gardens
Sledding! Who's that Mountainy Looking Fellow?
Who's that little girl?
The kids.
A really awesome orchid or something that I think it looks like a frog in the middle.

Sam wishing he was working at his dream job as a Colonial re-enactor gardener.
B-e-a-utiful
Note that Sam is smiling, Kellie is frowning. What's that about?
Sam says "thumbs down" to the British.

Oh yeah, that's our "new" tub that we forgot to put a picture of in the last post.Christmas Eve. What kind of presents are these?

Delilah vs. Muffin

Christmas morn.
Home Sweet Home...

...well, almost. On the 12th day of Christmas my true love gave to me, Delilah in a wreath on the kitchen table.


Disclaimer: Sam picks the photos and is responsible for the captions/explanations.


We wish everyone a wonderful 2010. Here's to a decade! May your next decade be filled with love, family, friends, and laughs....and cats.

See you in oh ten.

If You Were a Booger, I'd Pick You

After deciding that a blog update was way past due, we "argued" over the title of the blog. Sam thought that the blog should be titled "You are the nose, I am the Booger" which was inspired by the cold season (and our love). This endearing little metaphor sprouted one day and we had a few laughs over it. Well, we didn't actually "argue" (but as you see Sam won). November was a speedy month. I wish that I could transfer the tryptophan in all of the turkey I ate into the days to make them go slower, instead of my body. But that is the beast of the winter; it draws you indoors, but then entices you with all of these good(but very unhealthy) food options.

Speaking of food, at the beginning of November Sam and I decided to experiment with a detox diet in preparation for the upcomming holidays. For 4 whole days we ate no refined sugars, grains, animal fats, dairy, coffee. I have never realized how much I love cheese in all of its glory! It was a grueling test of self-restraint. I am speaking for myself (and from what I observed for Sam) when I say that I did not cheat. After the detox we can testify that we had more energy and our bodies felt cleaner. It is proof that what you put into your body affects more than just your taste buds. However, knowing that this was indeed good for us, we agree that we could not maintain this diet all the time, but that it would be a good quarterly endeavor to keep the body cleansed.

I have now had my November and December yoga weekends. The detox diet was partially inspired by my November yoga weekend. We talked a lot about how the intestines have to process foods as toxins (sugars, caffeine) and that exacerbates lower back pain. This was particularly interesting to me because every once in a while my lower back becomes irritated, which I also learned could be attributed to SI (sacroiliac) problems. Needless to say, I am learning a lot about the body besides just yoga. I am feeling very fulfilled by this holistic view of the body and health and find it all very interesting. I have also been practicing yoga pretty much everyday and it is becoming a very beneficial staple in my life. This weekend we were exposed to some different types of yoga: Anusara and Iyengar. I got to assist in a class today and give adjustments to help people get more fully into poses and relax.

Kicking off the holidays, we spent Thanksgiving Day with Sam's parents. We ate a very yummy lunch, watched a good part of Home Alone (Christmas classic ::hands to cheeks:: AHHHHH!), went to get a Christmas Tree, toted it back to Asheville, then went to see the gingerbread houses at Grove Park Inn. The Saturday after Thanksgiving we ate at my parents. What a way to kick start the holiday festivities. Sam and I have also been decorating for Christmas. We have a very lovely, tall Christmas tree. Our high ceilings allowed us unrestraint in considering the perfect Christmas tree. Consequently our sights were a bit ambitious. If our tree was any taller, we wouldn't have room for the star at the top. As the tree comes, so do the presents. Obviously Amazon's people deal directly with Santa's people and then UPS delivers; it is amazing. Unfortuantely for Sam, his Christmas list has more than quadrupled after having married into a rather large family of 13 and growing.

We are glad to welcome a new baby girl to the family: our 5th neice, Eden Sage Quinn-Plemmons. In a few weeks we are planning on traveling up that way to meet her. We will be leaving the Friday school gets out for break then driving to Raleigh to stay with Matt and Tanya. The next day we will begin our journey up north, first stopping in Williamsburg, V.A. for a night to enjoy the colonial Christmas ambience. From there, we will make our way up to Kennett Square, P.A. (outside of Philly) for a few days before returning to A-ville the day before Christmas Eve.

Sam's thoughts: Well, I have also been doing yoga. In fact, for every yoga pose I do, I eat one homemade gingerbread cookie. It's the craziest thing, I've been getting muscular and fat at the same time. I love gingerbread cookies. A lot. I made some yesterday when I went to visit my folks during the "snow." I had a blast. I love gingerbread cookies. A lot. I even brought some back for the wife to have. But she better hurry because I'm getting hungry. She made a few herself from some dough we saved. She made one in the shape of a cat. What's that about? It was skinny, unlike Delilah or Weezy. So I'm going to pretend the cookie looks like Muffin. I've had to... I mean gotten to spend a lot of time with Delilah and Weezy this weekend. Weezy keeps drinking all the water out of the Christmas Tree stand. What's that about? Well, I guess the only other noteworthy thing I've done is put up Christmas lights. It was a very fulfilling experience.


Most pirates have parrots on their shoulders. Kellie has a cat. MeeoRRRG!
Chickens smoochin!
Kellie is participating in "No-Shave-November"
MMMmmmm...COOOKIESSS!!! That's me on the left after eating gingerbread cookies. I am directly in proportion to Delilah who is in the middle, who is directly proportional to the size of our house. Which is on the right.
What's that about?
We tried to put together a puzzle. Delilah didn't approve. Hence the name "Delilah, Destroyer of Worlds" and apparently, puzzles. What's that about?
We bought 1/4 of a cow. It was sketchy because we had to pick it up in the middle of the night in some darkened Erwin High School parking lot from a guy named Billy Joel. Or Joe. He also asked us to bring our own cooler. What's that about?
Kellie practicing the difficult yoga pose: Cat suffocating Human. What's that about?
The tub Pre-redo. New pics on next blog!
De-tox is hard. WHat's that about?


Stay safe and warm! Happy Holidays!

Falling Forward

The time change has officially occurred. It is only 7, but feels like 9. I thought we were supposed to gain time, yet it keeps disappearing. The time change also marked the official transition from October to November. We had hoped to post an October blog before the Halloween party because we had a lot happen since our last blog.

I had my first yoga weekend which was pretty amazing. I learned a lot about anatomy, especially the back. I learned how the vertebrae work and about the common problems that occur in the spine. I met a lot of very interesting individuals. There are over 30 other people in the program with me. I got to know a lot of them very personally as yoga is very touch oriented. We learned a lot of adjustments and how to help people into poses and maximize their benefit. Over the course of the weekend, I did about 10 hours of yoga and the other seven or eight hours was spent sharing experiences, meditating, and doing actual classroom learning. I am excited about the program and think it is the right choice for me right now. My November yoga weekend is coming up and I am excited. I have established a home practice and have been enjoying practicing my poses and mediation most every day. I have noticed improvement in my poses and increased flexibility and confidence. My most favorite recent exchage was me telling Sam that I can get my knees farther under my armpits now and Sam replying with "you don't hear that very often." Sam, a very willing student, often joins me. We are trying to work on his tight shoulders. He urges that the tightness is due to his muscles. However, I learned in class that it is actually bone structure that inhibits some people's flexibility, especially in shoulders. (Don't tell him that)

Our next adventure was an excursion to Mt. Mitchell with Sam's parents.

From a very high altitude, we enjoyed looking down on the patchwork colors of fall. Good thing we went when we did, or we would have been looking down on barren trees. The trees up where we were had lost almost all of their leaves. I would say that the reason the trees had no leaves is no secret. There was a very brutal wind up there that day. I don't see how any leaves were still hanging on. After gazing upon the "wool" colors of fall, as Sam's dad terms them, we went on a short hike. Then we found a nice spot in the sun for a very delightful picnic complete with chicken noodle soup, good-for-you foods, and cookies.
We soon thereafter made our way down the winding mountain to host a pumpkin carving party. We had people come over and each one carved a pumpkin and donated it as a decoration for our Halloween party which we had the following weekend. It was a fun little pre-Halloween event. I made soup cooked in a pumpkin, a recipe I got from Barbara Kingsolver's Animal, Vegetable, Miralce. It was pretty tastey, but a little thin. I don't know the remedy for that as cooking soup in a pumpkin seems like a very tempermental task. The festivous nature of the endeavor overshone it's thiness, plus with bread for dipping there were no complaints.
The next noteworthy event of October would most definitely have to be the Halloween party. It was our first big party co-hosting at the house, so it was a pretty big deal. It was complete with pumpkins, a goblin cheese ball, costumes for the cats, games, and most importantly, people. Sam was a yard gnome, an idea we got from a child's costume hanging in Walmart. After the inspiration, we quickly set out on a hunt for the right materials. Once we found them at Michael's, I used the very little knowledge I have about crafting things out of material to create some sort of gnome hat with a beard and eyebrows attatched to it. Nevertheless, my safety pin job was flawless, and his costume was all the rave. I was Daria Morgendorffer. I put my new bangs to good use. If you are not familiar with Daria here is a link that gives some information about her and the show which I thought was pretty brilliant back in the day: Daria
We also had costumes for the cats. Delilah was a pumpkin; Weezy a chicken.




October has been a busy month, but well-worth it. We are just savoring the many events of fall. It seems like the next few months will be busy as well with the upcoming holidays. November holds a beard and Thanksgiving. With Thanksgiving, we are still ironing out the details, getting accustomed to the joint holiday family responsibilities that marriage presents. As with yoga, we are learning to be more flexible, finding balance and possibly tapping into Michael Keaton's secret in Multiplicity. More family around the holidays is never a bad thing though...and neither is more food! We are excited and are in no way falling back, but always falling forward.

Cloudy with a chance of fall festivities.

Have I eaten too many caramel or is fall really in the air? There's not MUCH color, just a sprinkle, but it's starting to pop like corn in a big ol' fire. Today we finally made time to go for a hike and we went to the Folk Art Center on the Parkway. Kellie's bro, Mark, joined us and I'm sure he is extra excited that he made it onto the blog. In the photo below, the siblings are hanging out on a rock. One of them appears to think they are quite the superstar. Note the couple on the rock behind them. Mark noted that we must have ruined their romantic excursion because they left soon after we arrived. To this comment, Kellie replied, "Romantic? They must not be married." Hmmmm...

So here are two pictures of Kellie and I. One from the first time we hiked here, one from todays. In lieu of Kellie's comment, which one do you think was taken today?

In other news, yesterday we went to Mountain Java for breakfast, like we usually do. When we came home, there were two cats sitting on the stairs to our house. If you've been keeping track, there are lots of feral cats in the neighborhood. So as I'm pulling the car into the driveway I said, "I've seen that one on the left before, but not the one on the right." The car is still moving at this point but the cats don't go anywhere. We get closer and I say, "It looks like Weezy. Is that Weezy?" Kellie yells, "IS IT?!?! and JUMPS out of the MOVING car, which, of course scares off the cats who run into the bushes. Kellie runs over to the bushes and is crawling around on her hands and knees calling for Weezy. I go inside the house and there's Weezy. Sitting in her chair like nothing ever happened.

We also came up with a scheme to get rich quick. We'll look for flyers for missing cats. If they are offering a reward, we'll catch a feral cat, spray paint it, then take it to the owner and tell them we found their cat. Money in the bank. One family was offering $500 for their lost cat.

Speaking of animals, since our last blog, we are minus one. Not Delilah (how unfortunate for Sam). On our last blog we had picked up a pouch...but it just didn't work out. Prissy is a great dog, but mixed with both of us working, 2 other cats, and a pretty busy lifestyle, the pieces just didn't fit. For one, it is said that when you have animals in the house, the housework increases anywhere from 50%-75% of what it once was. With the addition of a third animal, not only was our indoor world affected, but we were having to also take Prissy outside. It was a lot of work both inside and out. We also had to keep the cat and dog food separate. We thought it was a good idea to feed Prissy in the morning, and whatever she didn't eat, sit outside. Well...little did we know or realize...flies had been landing of the food laying eggs. When we brought the food back in to replace with new food, we threw the food into our trash can. WARNING: IF you have a weak stomach, skip the rest of this paragraph. Anyways, so we threw the food...fly eggs and all (not knowing they were there of course) into the trashcan. We were doing a Saturday cleaning and noticed all of the white worms on our floor. We couldn't exactly figure it out, but were disgusted nonetheless. Even moreso when we realized that the white worms were maggots! EWWWW! There were hundreds of them and prolonged our cleaning by a couple of hours.

On our last blog we mentioned a five year plan. A dog does fit onto that plan, but maybe not right yet. My five year plan has just changed a little career wise. I had originally mapped out getting a Master's Degree in Speech Pathology over the course of the next 3 years or so, but it looks like I have hit a road block. Western is no longer offering that program online or in Asheville. All of the classes are held on the Cullowhee campus. So, I am a bit bummed. I don't really know what direction to take for my continuing education endeavors. I start the 9 month yoga teacher training next weekend; perhaps it will offer me enlightenment.

This weekend we went to Asheville's version of Oktoberfest. It was pretty fun. There were a lot of local Oktoberfest brews, brats, and German games to be had. The rest of this month holds more excitement. Halloween is definitely promising. We are going to host a Halloween party and we have big plans. We will also have our 2 year dating anniversary. We started dating 2 years ago October 28th...awwww! The next blog update will probably be a post Halloween-yoga teacher training weekend blog. It may be a bit more substantial than this one.

We wanted to say goodbye in German, but Sam doesn't think he can spell it.

So long!

Here an Oink, There a Bark

On the most epitomizing of rainy days, we are overcoming the blase to blog. We realize that our last blog was a little anti-climatic since most already knew about the wedding. Woo we got married, big whoop. That wasn't news to you. What is exciting is that yesterday was our three month wedding anniversary. We marked it, as usual, by going to Mountain Java. Needless to say that we are perfectly content and enjoying every minute of each other's company.
It has been a very rainy weekend. We watched an "oldie-but-goodie" this weekend, Multiplicity. I was hoping that I would see Andy McDowell this weekend at my yoga class because she co-starred in that very epic film. Needless to say, it is ironic that we watched that movie this weekend, and that it is raining; for our life is definitely alluding to both. The animals in our life seem to be multiplying inside and out. We have a new addition to the family; my dog I picked out, and named, when I was in seventh grade, Priscilla Briana. Similarly, there seem to be cats multiplying outside. As we look out the window right now we can spot 6 cats. Paired with the rain, it is resembling Noah's Ark around our house.

Prissy is a Shi-tzu. My parents moved last weekend. They are downsizing (apparently that means animals too) hence our adoption of this 12 year old pup. My mom had already found a new home for her and had her packed up ready to take. Sam made me call and tell her that we would take her. It is just a matter of the head vs. the heart. She is a good dog and really not any trouble...it just wasn't in our plan to get another animal right now. We have accepted that life will throw us curve balls and up for the challenge of all that is Prissy.
We just drove down to see the French Broad River because word on the street is that it is up to nearly 16 ft. over its normal level. Or it will be later on. We live near the river so it was easy to leave our dinner on the stovetop and quickly drive down there for a "looksee". Perhaps a possiblity of a flood...which, in the back of my mind, I am always thinking no school! These are current pictures of the river. It is near capacity...maybe has about 6 inches to a foot left on its banks.

The park that is right down from our house, which was under water a few years back, is on its way to being underwater again. This is its sidewalk.
This is all super exciting to Sam as he just finished the book Zeitoun today, which is about the chaos that errupted due to the Hurricane Katrina catastrophe. It is a true account one man's experiences in post-hurricane New Orleans. Most people are oblivious to the mistreatment that took place during this time and even harder to believe that this happened in the U.S.

In other news I have decided to start a yoga licensure program. It is a nine month program that will require me to go one weekend a month. My first weekend is in October. By weekend, I pretty much mean all weekend. I also have a lot of reading to do for my classes. I have 10 different books I have to buy. I have already started reading...and while the philosophy is somewhat contrary to my beliefs, and in some regards over my head, I still find it interesting. The philosophy is moreso founded in the Hindu religion. While I am not practicing yoga for religious purposes, I can still appreciate the history and the good/kind intentions behind the Hindu religion. I think that most teachers or yogis presently (in the USA at least) practice yoga because of its many health benefits, both physical, mental, and emotional. Here is a link to the details of the program: Yoga program. I needed something to focus the next year of my life on, and since I can't start the Master's progam that I am interested in until next fall, why not focus on a personal interest?? Plus I think that it would be interesting to teach and deepen my practice of yoga.

We have finally completed our fall display(as pictured above). We are pretty proud of it. I have also been pricing beanie babies, another inheritance from my parent's move. They dropped of several (12-13) containers of my stuff. At least three of which were beanie babies from back in the day. They are still worth something, but unfortunately not much. I am going to ship off 204 of them tomorrow to a vendor that buys beanie babies...for .50 cents each. I have a few select others that may be worth a little more that I will probably try to sell on Ebay. Too bad we couldn't retire on my wealth of beanie babies. That craze was apparently just a phase. Who knew? If only we didn't have to work and could soley pursue personal enrichment.

Speaking of which, Sam whipped out the banjo this weekend and is watching You Tube videos in an attempt to learn clawhammer banjo. Apparently the difference is that you hold your hand in the shape of a claw while you strum, while in traditional bluegrass banjo you pick with individual fingers. I had to have him explain and demonstrate this for me. He is doing pretty good. Maybe on those long weekends while I am at yoga, he can perfect this skill. In other Sam news, he recently suffered a severe setback when he learned that it is illegal to raise chickens and/or bees in Woodfin, unless they are 100 ft from the nearest house. Perhaps when we move to our farm, his dreams can come true.

On top of all that has been going on, we have both been sick. We can now say that we are survivors of the swine flu and it does not deserve all the attention that it has gained. While it wasn't pleasant to be congested, achey, and feverish, it doesn't seem to be life-threatening. At least not threatening to adults with well-developed immune systems... Sam is still getting over a pretty mean cough though which has caused us a few nights of interrupted sleep. (While we didn't go get diagnosed at a doctor's office we are pretty sure it was some form of the swine. Health experts are saying that any flu like symptons arising right now are probably some strain of the swine flu as it is not flu season...plus it is something contractable that seems to be going around.) But Sam's cough is another story. He claims he has a "lung condition", but he makes these gross hacking sounds before spitting up phlegm. I'm pretty sure the noises have nothing to do with his lungs, but have to do with him sucking phlegm down from his nose to the back of his throat. (By the way, he's helping type this ;)He sounds like an old man that swallowed a shi-tzu.

In future updates we hope to share a photo blog of our adventures in Spain con narration. We also hope to share our five year plan with you, which we both drew illustrated timelines of last night!

October will be a busy, but exciting month for us. For one, we are having a Halloween party and dressing Delilah, Weezy, and Prissy up as the Three Amigos!

May the "oink" not be with you.