Hiking and fancy carrots

I apologize in advance for the amount of selfies in this post. It’s very difficult to get tangible photographic evidence of your anniversary when you’re hiking around in the wilderness-ish. The mutant and I meandered to Fredericksburg for a short weekend getaway to celebrate two years of being hopelessly devoted to one another. We took our time getting to F-burg and stopped at the outlets in San Marcos to do some damage to our bank accounts. It’s amazing how easy it is to rationalize apparel purchases at outlet malls. Even Casey, a very skeptical and hesitant consumer, managed to find some steals.

We had a lovely dinner at a small restaurant in Fredericksburg. Casey couldn’t get over the carrot in our salad. It was shaved extra specially or something.

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It actually kind of looks like fish in that picture, so it’s hard to tell. I suppose my camera naturally just focuses on tall handsome men when snapping shots. CASEY STRANGE SO HAWT RIGHT NOW.

We woke up early Sunday morning to hike Enchanted Rock, and this is where the selfies come into play.

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To be especially corny, I’ll mention that similarly to marriage, the hike was sometimes easy, sometimes hard, sometimes hot and sometimes not. And now that we’ve conquered it, I only remember the good parts. Year two was definitely full of ups and downs, but I really can’t imagine doing life with anyone else. I’m a lucky lucky duck…and sometimes a schmuck.

Oh and also, we returned home with a new family member, but that’s a story for another day (aka tomorrow).

Cat hair and little children

First some big news:

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WHAT A JOKE.

Our friends Jordan and Andrew had a little tiny baby boy, and we are so so excited!

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Why he doesn’t look at Lucy and Molly like that is beyond me.

Speaking of the cats, they have been remarkably entertaining since moving into the new house.

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Thought those were cool? Watch Lucy prepare for the Summer Olympics in Rio 2016.

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Only downside of the new house is that our hardwoods seem to collect cat hair. So, I decided it was time to break out the defurminator.

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Can’t get that with a human baby.

Housewarming gifts and Consumer Reports

It’s been an adventure putting this house together. And I hope you don’t take that to mean that it is put together, because it’s definitely not. My shoes are still everywhere (but what’s new?) and we still have plenty of boxes to unpack, but things are beginning to come together!

We have also received a few housewarming gifts!

An orchid (non-toxic to felines, thank you Jesus) from our friends Michael and Anna:

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A bowl from our favorite realtor! I have already started collecting wine corks from bottles we have consumed in the new place.

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A framed piece of original art from my little brother and his girlfriend. He writes John Hancock style, so allow me to translate: “You’re welcome! [original signatures from both] love, us”:

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You can get a nice glimpse of our neighbor and ceiling fan in that one!

But of course, there’s only one thing that truly makes my house warm:

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Bearded mutants are the best mutants.

Also, you might remember my cat nook from previous house posts. Obviously, I had to wait and see if the cats would truly dub it their own or if it would be a long lost dream of mine. WELL MY DREAM WAS REALIZED, PEOPLE!

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Lucy carefully walks across the stair railing and hops in front of the window where she likes to roll around, meow, sit, etc. Her jumping skills have improved impressively in the past two weeks. Last night we found her on top of the kitchen cabinets, and Casey was THRILLED! Never seen such a proud dad. JK, he was a lil peeved and said she could never do it again. Especially because in true firefighter style I had to climb atop the counters to rescue her.

Our special cat:

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One of our lovely friends snapped this the other day to indicate new homeowner/marital bliss:

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Casey is reading Consumer Reports, per usual. Too bad they don’t publish issues about children. How will Casey ever be able to decide which kind we should have? I kid, I kid.

Shorts and pear-pineapples

We have a tree!

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Supposedly it produces pear-pineapples, but only time will tell. As of today, we also have countertops, toilets, sinks and carpet, which is good considering we are supposed to move in in two short (hopefully) weeks.

As you can see, Casey’s beard is coming along quite nicely. We might have to exchange our house in the city for a cabin in the mountains soon. He’s lucky I’d go anywhere with him.

Whoooops. Almost got a lil gushy there.

In other news, I recently purchased some new shorts. Casey mentioned they were a little larger in the waist and a little longer in the length than last summer’s edition.

M: I was trying to find some more age-appropriate shorts.

C: Oh, sorry. I didn’t realize you recently turned 65?

Already tore the tags off of ‘em, so guess I’ll just save them for more special occasions like volunteering at the local retirement center?

Small tents and fans

Currently: eating stuffed peppers, watching Bridesmaids and writing this post in an apartment filled with boxes of our stuff. And watching my cats chase their tails on the cat tower. Cannot complain about a single thing.

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Yesterday: Saw the house. Has fans. Casey saw it today, and it has grass and granite! But that seems like a second post, so deal with these photos for now.

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Sorry, haven’t tidied up for blog-quality photos just yet.

This past weekend: We went on a company camping trip. I left on Friday and put up the tent Casey borrowed from our very outdoorsy friends.

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Then I wondered out loud how in the world Casey and I would both fit in it the following night.

Turns out something like this:

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When you work for  a creative advertising agency, you get signs made for your tent. Needless to say, Casey and I left late Saturday night to enjoy the comfort of our own bed. But not before enjoying the campfire and at least four s’mores.

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Casey was on fire patrol and had my boss chanting his name by the end of time, so obviously he was well-received by all my new fellow employees.

Also, I met Kristyn’s family dog Lulu, and we took a selfie.

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Stripes and sea salt

I would have blogged last week except that Grace Patton had her fourth child, and I was very exhausted for her, so decided to take some rest. Nevermind that she’s blogged four times since giving birth, and I only have cats, so really no excuses about not writing. Except that now I do it for a living, so sometimes I feel like I write, write, write, write, and when I come home I just want to be, be, be, be.

But anyway, let’s start with a house update, because every time I write about my new house it reminds me that I won’t be living in my apartment (that is getting smaller by the nanosecond) forever, even though the builders postponed the completion date, so our happy lil family of four will be sharing our 700 square feet for a bit longer.

We haz paint! We went with SW Sea Salt. BECAUSE WE LOVE THE OCEAN! And other reasons, maybe?

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These are the beautiful doors to our laundry room, where Casey will spending lots of time and I will be spending none. JK. Not JK.

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And here are some stairs! I hope to have Carrie Underwood style legs by JUUULLLY-ish.

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In other news, Casey is growing a beard! He takes things extra seriously now because of it.

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Hawt. He wore the beard to Brittney’s wedding on Saturday. We debated whether or not he should shave for such a fancy occasion, but beard-growing cannot just be stopped for the sake of holy matrimony (sorry, Brittney…)

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While Casey’s beard and I remained well behaved at the wedding, I didn’t do so well Friday night.

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But when I’m with Kaitlin, we rarely behave. Can’t remember the details of the misbehaving. Causing trouble since 1992-ish…

And then later the cats caused trouble. But they sure looked cute doing it.

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