RIP Elizabeth Edwards

After reading her goodbye on Facebook yesterday, I couldn't stop thinking about Elizabeth Edwards and her family today, and then I learned this afternoon that she had died. I feel for her family. I liked her. She seemed like a smart lady, and I appreciated the fact that when her husband was running for the Democratic Presidential nomination she spoke out in favor of gay marriage. She was clearly a lady ahead of her time.

From 2007:

“I don’t know why someone else’s marriage has anything to do with me,” Mrs. Edwards said at a news conference before the parade started. “I’m completely comfortable with gay marriage.”

Chase

My husband was able to accomplish what I could not- he capture our two dogs playing chase! I couldn't snap a photo, but he was able to record a whole video. My husband in a champion. This video might only be interesting to us, the proud fathers, but if you want to see Trigger and Dooley playing chase then you'll think this is interesting too!

Just Missed It

I've been trying to snap a photo of Trigger and Dooley playing chase for two days, but they are faster than me. I can't work my iPhone fast enough for these two; one moment before this photo was taken Trigger and Dooley were playing tug-of-war with a rope .

The takeaway is that we're one big happy family now. Trigger loves his sister.

New Ice

First, this is not a picture of our refrigerator. It's a picture of the refrigerator I dream about; it's a Sub-Zero Pro48 with a glass door- why was this not on Oprah's Favorite Things?! This post wasn't supposed to be about refrigerators...this post is about a game we play.

When Cousin Kate and her husband were staying with us one weekend this summer they introduced us to the game called "New Ice." It's simple. When you hear the refrigerator's ice maker dump ice the first person to say "new ice" wins. It doesn't sound fun, but trust me it is. We're addicted to yelling "new ice" as fast and as loud as we can. (We both like to win.) Lucky for me my husband repaired our hand-me-down-old-school refrigerator's ice maker with a motor that's too powerful, which means our ice gets catapulted from within. It makes a loud shooting sound- like a gun. We can hear the ice maker torpedo ice out onto the inside of the freezer in all parts of the house.

This morning I was up making coffee at 6:00 AM in a quietness, when the ice shot out with a bang, and then I heard my supposedly sleeping husband yell "new ice" from our bedroom. He wins 98% of the time.

Elizabeth Edwards

This NYDailyNews.com headline made me pause for a moment today:

Elizabeth Edwards cancer spreads; she posts Facebook good-bye message

It's bad to die too soon from cancer, but at least it gives you a heads-up that your end is near, which allows you time to wrap things up in this life. I don't know Elizabeth Edwards, but I'm thinking of her today and sending her loving thoughts...

Sleeping Beauty

This is how Dooley fell asleep last night. We thought it was funny. She's an energetic little girl. This weekend Trigger finally decided that he wanted Dooley as his friend, and they've been playing rough all weekend long. They like to chase each other.

Seven

Seven years ago yesterday is when the magic started. It was the second time I'd met my future husband, but it was the first time I'd met him as a single man. I didn't waste time; I felt the connection and I wanted him. He grew up with my roommate, and he attended our First Thursday party on South Congress. After the party several of us went to a club. We danced together. The next day I couldn't stop talking about him, and so my roommate coordinated a Friday dinner with the three of us, but my roommate canceled at the last minute and so just the two of us went to dinner! We went to a club after dinner. We danced again. We kissed on the dance floor. We've been living in love ever since...