Retire the Crate

I had a thought yesterday... Palmer rarely ever uses his crate anymore. If you look back several months and think about his growing pains... we started off with confining him to the bathroom...and then expanded his borders with a baby gate to the area just outside of my bedroom...and then had to build a mini-fort with a second baby gate. Now, we just give Palmer free reign over the entire condo. We are always sure to close the bedroom doors but really, he has no use for the crate since during the day he is frolicking around the living room and at night, he sleeps on his pillow bed in my bedroom. Palmer is growing up so fast! I think I'm going to retire the crate...

Loves of my Life

I was feverishly wedding planning the other night and when I looked up, found this on the couch:
Yes, the loves of my life.

Champagne and Chocolates

It seems like its been decades since my last post... my life is a whirlwind when you combine planning a wedding (countdown: 110 days) and taking care of a crazy, crazy dog! In wedding news, we reached a major milestone this past weekend; we placed an order for Johnny's wedding band. We walked into the store expecting to try on a few rings, fill out paperwork, and leave a deposit, but instead were presented with champagne, chocolates, and some of the best customer service we've ever had! It really made the experience fun and celebratory. Here's a picture taken with my camera phone:

He did it again...

I've been meaning to post pictures from my brand spankin' new camera (from Christmas) but I've never gotten around to it. Several months ago, when it started raining for the first time, I found Palmer curled up in my laundry basket. I suppose it was because he was cold... or because he was drawn to my smell in the clothes. Either way, he did it again tonight!! This time it was clean laundry!

And after a few minutes of posing for the camera...

It's cold!

Even Palmer thinks it's cold! Ninang Cher had to wrap him up in a blanket to keep him warm.

Palmer's First Tow

En route to a 7-year old's birthday party, Johnny noticed smoke coming from under the hood. We immediately pulled over and the boys diagnosed my car with a cracked radiator shortly thereafter. Unable to drive any further, we called for a tow and about 10 minutes later, the four of us squeezed into the passenger seat of the truck. Palmer sat on my lap, Johnny chatted with the driver, and Matty napped the rest of the ride home.....

Why, hello!

Yes, I'm still alive, world. I've just been insanely busy. This is what my life is like... wedding planning, new membership to a gym, wedding showers, baby showers, birthdays (my mom, sister, dad, future mother-in-law, future niece) all scattered between a new job, small consulting gigs, and of course holidays, holiday dinners, and holiday shopping! Help!

Poor Palmer is getting less of my attention because rather than spending the entire evening oohing and aahing over how cute Palmer is, I usually rush home to walk him, and then rush back out to make it to the gym. Throw in some intensive work training for 2 weeks and you get one sad puppy. The great news is that he gets some extra quality time with my mom and dad and we all know how spoiled he is when he's visiting them!

No pictures this time around but I'll try to take some cute ones over the next couple weeks! Happy Thanksgiving!