She's Back

I realize that I haven't blogged in for-freaking-ever, but it's partly for a good reason.

Paul and I, after months of deliberation, finally got a puppy! Well, she's not technically a puppy as she's a year old, but I thinkwe'll always consider her to be a puppy.

Monday was President's Day so I had the day off, and Paul always has Mondays off, so we actually got to spend the day together. We went to Puppy Love after exchanging my Christmas necklace that broke. We just go to gawk, since we know all their puppies are too expensive, but then we decided to go to Angels of Assissi, since the Roanoke SPCA is closed on Mondays.

Angels of Assissi is a no-kill shelter, but they have a pretty small facility, so a lot of their dogs are fostered out. Because of that, they don't have a lot of adoptable dogs to look at. On our first walk through none of the dogs we seemed like they were what we were looking for. They were either too big for the teeny apartment or too loud for the thin walls of the apartment. But then, as we were on our way out, we looked over and there was a new dog. She had been outside when we started our first walk. We went over to the cage, and that's when we met Ginny. Her official name is Virginia, but that's a mouthful and doesn't match her personality at all. Ginny does.

Eventually, after 24 hours, some angry interactions with our apartment complex, and fear that we couldn't have her, Paul and I brought her home. So, without further ado, here she is:

She's a chihuahua mix. They didn't specify what she was mixed with but we suspect she's part Corgi. She's currently busying herself ripping apart a toy I bought her last night, which is better than ripping apart the carpet at the door, which I just discovered she has done at some point. It almost looks like she's doing when we're away and she's desperate for a potty break because it looks like she's trying to dig out. We'll have to nip that in the bud.

In other news, my beautiful best friend Anna got married on February 13. Because of the snow I wasn't able to get home to help out with the planning and DIYing as much as I'd have liked, but I can't control the weather. And everyone who was in town did an amazing job putting everything together. Here's proof:

The beautiful bride, followed by her custom decorated foot-wear, and then the fascinator her aunt made her. With her nephew, Sam, the Fancy Pirate in his tuxedo.
My cousin, who teaches with Anna's mom and helped with a lot of setup, and I.
And another one of Paul and I for good measure.

Workin' the runway

Happy snow day to me! I took advantage of my vacation from cubicle boredom to google, youtube, and facebook stalk to figure out possible ceremony music.

The first issue: I really want my friend Lamar to play acousitc guitar for the ceremony. He's one of my best friends and I think it would be a wonderful way to include him. The problem is, I have neither asked him to play, nor do I know if he would feel confident enough to do it. He plays guitar, but more as a hobby than anything else, as far as I know.

The second issue: I really like the idea of the ladies, the mister, the mister's fella's, hereafter referred to as "my possee", and I, making our way down the aisle to something a little less traditional than the wedding march (gag me) or pachelbel's canon (I'll see you in hell, Pachelbel). I knew what Iwanted to walk down the aisle to every since I saw The 40-Year-Old Virgin. You know at the end of the movie when Andy marries the hot grandma whose name I forget? Well the song that's playing is "Joy" by Apollo 100, which is a cover of "Jesu Joy of Man's Desiring" by Bach. So, my entrance music being decided upon, I needed something for the rest of the possee. If Lamar (hopefully) can do it and if the mister agrees, I would LOVE for the ladies to walk to an instrumental, acoustic version of "Everything" by Michael Buble, and for everyone to go back up the aisle at the end to "Crazy Little Thing Called Love" by Queen.

This is the part where you all cross your fingers that Lamar can play and that Paul agrees with my song choices and that I have the grooviest ceremony that Fincastle has ever seen...even if that wouldn't take much.