Sad news on the homefront...  Jasper the kitty is doing pretty poorly and it appears as though we may have to...  you know.
 
So, I thought I would jot some thoughts about Jasper.  Honestly speaking, I have always been a bit jealous of him.  Scott has always completely adored him and has always told him 10,000 times a day how pretty he is and how much he loves him.  Wakes Jasper from a nap to snuggle with him, never leaves the room without telling him what a good boy he is.  Frankly, I'm overly needy in the verbal affection department, so all of this sounded pretty good to me.  I always said I wanted to come back to life as Jasper so I too could be worshipped in my lifetime.
 
But the thing is that Jasper loved Scott just as much and just as unequivocably as Scott loved him.  Came running when Scott called him, brought out his toys when he felt like playing and in general behaved much more like a dog than a cat.  We always told people he was in fact part dog.  And as jealous as I could get over their relationship, it always made me feel really good knowing that I had a man in my life that was capable of such love and devotion to such a small animal.  How can any man be bad that is reduced to babble when talking about his cat?? 
 
Jasper and I had an understanding.  I understood that with me -- he was a cat and with Scott, he was a cat/dog.  He might come when I called him, or he might take a message.  Sometimes he would let himself be seated in my lap and would even pretend to enjoy being petted.  He would act as though he didn't miss me when I was gone, but would secretly hang out with me from time to time.  I knew where I was in the pecking order and frankly, I was just glad to get in a little kitty time.
 
It's not the same without him around.  He had the most beautiful face of any cat you've ever seen -- very long and unusual.  And his meow was always like he was trying to use a stage whisper to get your attention.  Scott said when he was really upset that when he yelled it sounded like "daio" but I never heard him get upset.  He was too easy going.  In a lot of ways, he's like the cat version of Scott.  Loyal to a fault, loving and tender, and totally has your back if you need it.
 
Farewell to our Jasper -- if there's a Heaven, I hope we all can hang out again.

Domesticate THIS!

I have NO idea how housewives stay home all day and don't go crazy. I'm not talking about the ones with kids -- that's working. I'm talking about married women without jobs and without kids at home to look after. What is the appeal of this? This was my last day off and I spent the day trying to catch up on tasks and only managing to complete each of them half-assed.

Yes, this is my foray into domestic bliss and all I can say is that I am looking forward (can you imagine?) to going back to work tomorrow. I love my husband (hee hee) dearly, but am not all that crazy about his laundry. At least when I'm working I have a valid excuse for not getting it done!

I guess y'all are wondering what some of Heather's post-wedding thoughts are or how the wedding turned out if you weren't able to go. (Maybe you went and just wanted to know what *I* thought.) There's too much of that to post. I'll try to post some pictures when I can, but my life (and this blog) has been mired in all of that wedding stuff for SOOOO long that it's nice not thinking about it, talking about it or remembering that it even exists for a little while. It's also nice running into people and hearing them say such nice things about our wedding. Everything turned out very very well -- I couldn't be more pleased and am so happy that my life with my new husband got started in such a beautiful yet fun way. Hoorah!

Stay tuned for tales of newly married adjustments, back to the regular grind and back to school woes -- all in this blog!

H.

DRAMAPALOOZA 2004

With only 3 days to go to the wedding of the century, the drama never seems to slow down. Our rehearsal dinner was cancelled by my future mother in law and about a quarter of our guests have cancelled due to crazy web of lies that has been spread about why.

In order for me to fully explain all of the drama that has been our wedding, I would a LOT more time, a lot more available brain cells and a lot more space on the internet than just this blog will support.

All I can say is that I never could have gotten through all of this without the love and support of my fiance, my family and my friends.

Some of my girlfriends kidnapped me this past weekend and took me to the most amazing weekend in my life down in Savannah GA. Gorgeous little town, and we had a friggin' blast. Period. I hope to hold the memory of that weekend strongly in mind while I am dealing with the drama that is still marching onwards. It is one of the things that keeps me sane. That and Xanax -- lots and lots of Xanax! :-)

Wish I could write more -- wish I had the energy to share all of the quirky tales from this crazy week. For those of you who have been through it with us, I think we can all agree that no matter what Scott and I will never forget our wedding week! For those of you who have been involved in a lesser degree or not at all, your well wishes and offers of support have been appreciated.

MOVE FORWARD!