Kelly In Catty

This blog is Kell's attempt to keep in touch with friends far away who complain that I don't e-mail nearly enough.

Friday, February 15, 2008

NEWS... And Other Things to Catch Up On.

First off - Sarabeth is looking to find a home for a laptop. If you know of any worthy child-recipients, please consult her website for more information. Sarabeth, this is an amazingly sweet thing that you're doing.

OK. Now on to news. There's been a lot of it lately. First and foremost, I'm just going to relay a little conversation I had with my 70-year old father the other day... It went like this:

DAD: Your mother's driving me crazy. She keeps treating me like I'm a little kid.
KELLY: Well, in some ways you ARE a little kid.
DAD: (somewhat whiny) I*AM*NOT!!!!!!!
KELLY: You know what the difference between you and Dave is? Dave at least ADMITS he's a little kid.

When I told Dave about this conversation he said, "I'm a little kid!"

It's like a big club...

VALENTINE'S DAY: What do you do when your romantic Valentine's Day Dinner - goes awry? As the host escorted Dave and I to our table at this restaurant Dave was dying to try, I found that I recognized the people at the next table - and they recognized ME TOO!!!! Four people from my church sat right next to us... We just said hello - and pretty much ignored each other on this - the Day of Love.

DOG NEWS: I hate to say - but on Monday, Dave and I were faced with the worst decision ever... and decided it was *time.* We had to put her to sleep. She had lots of fluid building up, she couldn't breathe properly, she would walk twenty feet and fall... It wasn't difficult to see that her quality of life was sorely compromised. The hard part? Her personality hadn't changed. She still loved her treats, she still wagged her tail, she still loved to be with us... After the vet visit, both Dave and I felt like we'd betrayed her... (even though we knew we didn't) and felt like we'd just been punched. We were both pretty upset - even though we'd only had the dog for five weeks... but what can you do? She was fourteen... Crapcrapcrap. I just can't say anything else about this. Where I'm thrilled she isn't suffering any longer, it just sucks.

In other news, work's been a sea of projects that are piling up - so if you're wondering why you haven't heard from me, it's because life is hectic - and one of the worst February's I can think of.


  • At 3:57 PM, Blogger Trixie said…

    Not the dog!! Kell - argggg. How horrible! Now what? I obviously loved having a dog and I loved YOU having a dog. So what now/???

    (Oh and that "little boy club" of your's??/ WaWa is a charter member, ok?)

  • At 4:26 PM, Blogger Sarabeth said…

    Oh, Second Hand Smoke will have a great time with our Molly and our Kodiak. My dad will spoil them all. Your nephew is giving her treats.

    You didn't betray her. You showed her love, compassion, and gave her some wonderful weeks.

    I tear up too easily.

  • At 3:13 PM, Blogger Tiecen said…

    Oh, that sucks about the dog! I can't stand it! My old dog Lexi is just getting older and I worry about that fateful day all the time. We have a new puppy which has put a little spring in her step (see my blog) but I just love her so much! I'm sorry for your loss. Go get a new doggie and you'll be happy once again.

    We're naming the baby Olivia- FYI


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