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BusterBoy RIP

Two weeks ago, I started to write a post about my how my sweet BusterBoy was on his last legs.  I was too upset to finish it.  Now I am sitting here with a bolder sized lump in my throat, sobbing and typing because the world needs to know that he exhisted, he was awesome and now he's done.  Randy and I had decided that we were going to take him into the vet tomorrow, because he was just too uncomfortable.  I have been praying all weekend that he would just do it for me, so that we wouldn't really have to do it and take him somewhere unfamiliar.  Tonight, being the best guy that he is, he has passed on.  Though horribly devestated, I am so glad that he's not hurting and he's happy chasing ravens, eating treats and going for rides.  xoxo

Shameless

I think this would make a great Mother's Day gift for someone who takes endless pictures of her children, don't you?  Too bad Randy's birthday is May 11.  Maybe I'll get it for him (I have mentioned the weed-wacker birthday gift, haven't I?).  xoxo

Randy's Quote of the Day

"You know, I don't think I've ever cooked in our kitchen before."
(Said today.  2+ years after we've moved in.)
More cuteness to come.  xoxo

Smarty Pants

After discussing our many miscommunications of the morning (we were both tired & a little off), Randy decided that it's because I don't make myself clear [read: it's my fault and has nothing to do with his fantastic communication skills]. 
Being a man who knows how to stay married, however, he quickly added, "It's not your fault, though.  You're smart and extremely smart people just talk on a different level."  Hmmm. . .
xoxo

Yum?

Randy had to cook at work yesterday.  Instead of his usual tri-tip and potatoes, he made Meatloaf Man! 
xoxo

Thanks

Today, I am thankful for my friends and family (duh).  Here's some pictures from my birthday to show just how fantastic some of them are. 
Randy's missing from too many of these pictures, only because he's too special & I'm extra thankful for him (and my other friends and family who are missing).  Happy Turkey Day!  xoxo

PS - If you click on the pic you will see Renee too.  I didn't cut her out on purpose, I just can't figure out how to center the *&%$ thing. 

So Many Heroes, So Little Time

My dad commented about Randy needing a recliner and I have to make sure you see it:

Though it is the birth month of the Nicole (cue singing angels), I do believe we should allow for the needs of our designated Super-Heroes.
Christmas is coming too soon so maybe we could get him a comfy chair for next months celebration of other deities.

I'm not sure which part I like more, the singing angels or likening me to a deity.  I think I'll start going by that now "the Nicole."  xoxo

Always Looking at the Big Picture

Randy worked yesterday and is working today.  If the fires keep up he'll have to work tomorrow and he's scheduled to work Monday as well.  I miss him terribly and worry about him lots, but that does mean four full days without having to shave my legs! 
Some pictures he sent me:


xoxo

Randy's Quote of the Day

I'm just a spectator in the facebook world, really.

Two's Company

Randy has made and canceled several vasectomy appointments over the last year.  The appointments have been rescheduled due to weddings, vacations and work.  But really, they were rescheduled because we weren't ready to decide if we were done making babies.  So when another appointment came up yesterday, we didn't really talk about it.  Something would come up and make the decision for us.  But no reason to reschedule happened. 

Really, we're done having babies.  We have two perfect girls.  But three years ago, I thought my life was complete with just one.  Now I'm thinking I might want a third?  No one but sweet Baby B could make me want another child, she is such a blast.  And she'd be a fantastic middle child.  It doesn't help that everyone is giving birth to little boys right now.  What about a boy for me? 

And then GracieGirl pokes her sister in the head and makes her cry.  Oh yeah.  I wouldn't know what to do with a boy.  And these two girls have me swinging between pulling my hair out and laughing hysterically.  And we have two bedrooms.  And I really don't want to be pregnant again.  And kids are expensive, and I'm cheap. 

Always looking for the easy route, we put the question to Gracie, "Do you want a baby brother?" 

"Nope, I don't like boys." 

"How about another little sister?"

"Nope.  I've got her." 

And it was settled.  Although there was talk of putting some of his boys on ice, we are no longer in the baby making business.  Now someone better go make me an aunt again, so I have another baby to snuggle.  xoxo

ps - I wish I could tell you Randy's antidotes from the procedure, but that's not my story to tell.  The boy needs a blog.