A Quote from My Hubby

On Wednesday night Kit went with me in search of balloons and flowers for my coworkers birthday. Her favorite color is orange so I had plans to get six orange balloons and six white ballons and a bouquet of orange flowers to decorate her desk area.

After trying three stores (two party stores and a dollar store) for balloons, all of which had closed business (as in shut down completely, signs removed, etc.), we ended up at Safeway. We found beautiful orange flowers and a Happy Birthday balloon. It was getting late (probably around 7:30pm) by the time we were driving home. I was delusionally tired and still trying to talk about various things. Clearly I wasn't being very coherent because Kit looked at me lovingly and said...

"Just stop thinking."

Oh, and I truly hope that the context of this story is correct. Though I know both the scenario and the quote occurred, my mind is a little fuzzy as to whether they both happened together or whether he said this in a totally different scenario. I can't ask Kit right now so I guess I'll just hope I have it write and tell myself, "Just stop writing."

Go Blazers!

Hello, Coco here! Today mommy and daddy did something really cool! They went to the Blazers game, ate lots of food AND brought me back coupons for two free Chalupas! Yippee! The Blazers scored over 100 points (116-87 to be exact) so everyone there got free Chalupas. I don't really know what Chalupas are, but I know they are food and they come from Taco Bell so I'm excited!

Mommy didn't take her purse and thus forgot the camera at home. But we took some photos when they got back of them in their Blazers' colors. And check out my Blazer-esk new collar they bought me last weekend - all black and dead sexy.

Thanks to mom's ingenuity, they got a special take-home cup that also came with refills much cheaper than buying two sodas. And note those beautiful green pieces of paper - my tickets to Taco Bell heaven!

Dad doing the Blazers' shuffle after taking me potty.

Mom! You didn't count to three!

Those Chalupa coupons were within my grasp...

Mommy tasted yummy! Like polish sausage, soda, licorice rope, snow cone, chicken tenders and french fries. Eatin' was good at the Rose Garden!

Mmm...

I think I got all the leftovers.

Oh wait, there was a little more right there on mom's mouth!

Don't worry, she's not trying to choke me. She's just trying to keep me still for the photo. What can I say, I'm an active guy.

P.S. Thanks go to mommy and daddy's wonderful real estate agent who gave them the amazing tickets! Section 103, Row K!

Mom's Birthday

Although mommy's birthday was over a month ago, I didn't want to miss the opportunity to thank her good friend Janel for doing a perfect job decorating mommy's cubicle at work.

As some may know, mommy's not really big into celebrating her own birthday. Receiving gifts isn't really her love language so she always feels a bit awkward. She's also not big into the attention or crazy decorating that some folks do. Janel, being the great friend of mommy's that she is, knew this and decorated beautifully. She also told nearly everyone in the building who knows mommy that it was her birthday. So mommy got lots of emails and happy birthday wishes throughout the day.

Adieu, My Friend

Well, Max is gone now. We had a pretty fun time. But I must say I am glad to have mommy and daddy all to myself again. Max kept trying to take my spot on their laps. So I would casually slide up in between him and mommy/daddy, sneak into prime lap position and then stick my face in his face, giving him "the look." It proved to be effective. Though mommy and daddy would always tell me, "No," and make sure to give Max a good spot as well. Sheesh! Don't they know who I am? I'm the pug of the house!

Oh well, it's over now. And Max was a lot of fun. We went on a walk, wrestled, ate, slept and pretty much had a good time. I seem to have over-exerted myself though so I'm limping a bit on one of my back legs. Mom's taking me to the vet next week to get it checked out. At least my vet is cool, and mommy gives me lots of treats when I'm there. Bonus!

As you can see, I obtained prime real estate. :)

And kept an eye on Max to make sure he didn't try to take my spot.

Good yawns were had by all.

Daddy's kind of cheesy, I know.


I sort of look like an alien in this picture. Weird.

She Made It!

For all those interested parties, my mommy made it safely to Winnipeg. I've included a map to show Winnipeg's location for all geographically-challenge readers, such as my mother who didn't know where Manitoba (let alone Winnipeg) was location prior to scheduling her trip. *Look near the middle of the map*



Enough with the geography lesson and back to my story...

Though daddy risks excessive whimpering, whining and running from front window to front door to garage door at even mentioning mommy's name. He did say that she has been sick since take off on her first flight yesterday morning. She managed to loose her breakfast as her first flight landed in Chicago and all remaining stomach contents when she landed in Winnipeg. Since I seem to be having trouble with the DMV (apparently they have height restrictions for granting a driver's license), I am currently trying to recruit anyone willing to pick mommy up in Winnipeg and then allow her to drive his/her vehicle back to Portland (this second point is key as obviously motion sickness is a factor). If you or someone you know if willing to accept said mission, which will be paid via what I call kisses but many call licking, please contact me via my neighbor dogs as soon as possible. Tell your dog or any dog for that matter who will then bark the message via bark courier to me. I will then bark uncontrollably and possibly twist the blinds at the front window prior to emailing the pick up information to mommy.

Thank you for your attention to this matter.

This blog posting will be licked from the internet 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.