Month: May 2004

  • Pets On the Go

    Looking for pet-friendly hotels? We are. Here’s a list of links that have come in handy:

  • True Friends

    I just love it when people come over to see the house and they watch Matt and I struggling to hold Buddy’s leash. They look at him and go, “He doesn’t look ferocious.” And Matt goes, “Do you want me to let him go?”

    People look at him as if he’s a fluffy little puppy, when he’s actually guesstimated at 7 years old. He has the labrador grin, and the body structure of a basset hound. So it’s easy to think he’s playful and friendly.

    But Buddy doesn’t like everyone.

    He especially doesn’t like people who try to be friendly to him when he just met them.

    People get offended when he growls at them. “I’ve never met a dog who didn’t like me!” they proclaim proudly. And then they try to shove their face next to his and promptly get a big bark which sends them sprawling backwards. “I don’t like you,” Buddy says.

    Buddy liked Matt the first time he saw him. At the pound, he saw Matt walk by and barked for him, and no one else (not even me).

    Buddy knows something I don’t know. Not everyone is worth being friends with. Sometimes I try to be friendly with people who aren’t worth my time. That is my biggest vice. It takes Buddy to remind me that some people aren’t worth the effort.

    Some people have buttloads of “friends” — the kinds you go barhopping with. Or the kinds you say you will always write to forever. Or the kinds who act friendly to your face, but badmouth you behind your back.

    I’m happy to say that although my friends are few, they have always been true to me, and are a blessing that makes life always better.

    Thank you, guys! You know who you are.

    Our new house rocks!!!!! It’s not the Caribbean, but the lake is right by my house and I’m looking forward to sailing my Banshee more often in the steady 15-20 mph winds. No more trailering my boat 45 miles (or 210 miles during terrorist attacks on the nuclear power plant) for an afternoon of sailing. Perhaps I can even get rid of this annoying glow I’ve had for the last two years.

    Even though we are located in the middle of the high plains, I am told the boat to person ratio is the highest in this part of the state. Whether or not that is true, I don’t know. But there definitely are a lot of boats in people’s yards. ;) I am among trailer sailors for sure! And we so rock.

    I am not looking forward to trailering Wedge 1074 miles. Driving through the Panhandle, it’s easy to see why some people compare it to the ocean. Miles and miles of uninhabited area (unlike China where we couldn’t drive for 1 mile without seeing another “village”) with a little oasis of trees here and there. It’s wonderful to have elbow room again!