Oh, People

So I've had some frustrating comments lately. Comments like:

"Oh, so you're the one who's pregnant, right?"

and

"Wanted to make sure you're not planning on getting pregnant any time soon, so you'll be able to for sure shoot our wedding."

It's hard because obviously, these people don't know our whole situation, and obviously they're not trying to be hurtful. But how am I supposed to respond? Do I plaster a smile on my face and respond "Nope," or laugh and say "Of course not"? Do I launch into the whole explanation? Should I just break down and start crying and hope they get the hint...? :) 

It just seems like one of those lose-lose situations, a socially uncomfortable and unavoidable moment.

Hmph. Oh, people.

Out of Nowhere

I was just catching up on all my blog-reading for the day and I had a weird, awesome moment. I just thought about how, when I die and go to heaven, I'm going to have a little baby there waiting for me, waiting to meet her mom (I say her...I think she was a girl).  My heart did a little jump! It will hopefully still be awhile before that happens, but I can't wait! :)

So Much More...

Those of you who know me well, know I have a special place in my heart for dogs. Especially my own. They are so much more than just dogs. As Erin Vey put it so eloquently on her blog today:

"to many they are friends, companions, children, protectors, and healers."

Today, Erin posted an especially touching story. You can read the whole thing through an album she made by clicking here. Be prepared to cry if you're softie for dogs.

I know some may think its ridiculous, but I know our pain has definitely been eased a bit by having our dogs. They're always there, loyal, loving, eager to please, and so excited to see us. 

As we speak, I'm battling my big dog for use of the computer keyboard - I think it should be used for blogging...he thinks it's a good headrest. Which results in a lot of llllllllkkkkkilklllkjjjjjjjjjjjjjjj's.

They make me laugh through my tears. They insist on belly rubs when I'm running late for work. Their tails wag so fast when I walk into a room.

I wish I could thank them.

Axl specializes in fitting his 100 pound body into the tiniest spaces, like in between Adam and me in bed. He's also perfected the if-I-lay-my-head-down-and-look-up-with-my-big-brown-eyes-I-can-look-really-cute-and-get-anything-I-want look.

Diesel's forte is burying his food in our bed (for us to find as we're trying to go to sleep), letting out huge sighs as if he has the toughest life (you just wouldn't believe...), and stealing his brother's food, bed, and toys (Axl doesn't even fight back, though he's 4 times Diesel's size).

They bring such joy to our life. 

Labor Day...in the Air

,Wowza. Today was interesting.  Adam and I went out to Benton with Lindsey and her hubby Chris to her stepdad's hangar. He's a pilot and has an amazing hangar with three planes and even a little living space. We hung out, ate burgers, Adam drooled over planes, and I....took a ride in an acrobatic plane. I believe it's called an Extra, if that means anything to anyone. Lindsey documented the experience in photos, but Adam took video of the crazy flips, rolls, free-falls, and everything else that we did, so I'll have to post that after it's done.

We started with a pre-flight portrait of my eye? Not really sure...

This is Lindsey's step-dad Steve, getting everything ready. Haha.

Adam being gay.

Getting my instructions from Steve. Notice Chris in the background? He made a deal with me last night over dinner that if I went, he would go. He didn't go! He owes me. Though, he did offer to go first, but I just wanted to get it over with, ha.

Getting strapped into my PARACHUTE. Yes, I had a crash course of instructions on how to deploy my parachute, get unstrapped from my seat, and open the canopy. A little scary.

Holy cow....can't believe I'm doing this.

And safely back on the ground. Sorry, no photos of the actual flight, we were too high up.

I was really queasy, I only lasted 10 minutes before I told Steve I needed to go down. Adam had to hold me up.

And Adam has a RC plane that's almost the exact same model as the one I went up in. So here's their picture together.

Another Week

Another week down, another week closer to fall and summer being over. I'm so ready for this summer to be over...it's been too hard.

Last Saturday, Melinda, Val, and I went over to Audra's house to bead. Beading is something we've all gotten into lately and we have our little bead boxes and we all share our stuff with each other at beading parties. Fun! This is a necklace Audra was working on.

The concentration required for beading is enormous, as demonstrated here by Audra.

This girl is serious about beading. Melinda missed our first beading party, but at the second one, she got really into it and is now probably the most advanced at jewelry making out of all of us. She has a bag the size of my camera bag just for her beads and supplies. Crazy girl.

And Val looking cute and excited!

After a long morning of beading, we headed to Applebee's for lunch. If you know me, you know Mexi-Ranch is my favorite food. Even though it's a sauce. I hadn't had any in a long time, and though it wasn't really on my diet, I couldn't resist. The waitress even gave me some to take home! Here are Audra and Melinda.

Melinda's glass had some nasty white spots on the inside. Gross.

Val and I.

Then on Sunday, I went to my grandparents house in Newton for lunch. We were celebrating my Grandpa getting better (he'd been having a lot of health issues, but is doing good now!), and my mom's birthday. It's a big birthday for her this year, and I won't say how old she's turning, but it's like half a century! :) Here's my mom with my grandparents dog, Patty.

Patty was loving all the attention.

My Grandma Netta and Patty.

My Grandpa Rollie, and my cousins Hannah and Rachel. Rachel (not to be confused with my friend Rachael) is an aspiring photographer! She had her camera out to take photos of Patty too.

I thought this was cute of Patty sitting under the tree.

And I hadn't shared any pictures of my dogs lately, so I took some this morning. They're a little blurry because I didn't have much light, but I just hate flashes, so deal with it. :) Here's my little man, Diesel. His head is blurry because I was talking to him so he would look at the camera, and he kept tilting his head to try to understand what I was saying. He's so cute.

Diesel looks like a vampire dog in this one. To explain, we had Diesel first, and he's a little older than Axl. So he thinks he needs to mother Axl. He cleans his hears for him, and here he was biting at Axl's ears to clean them real good. :) I heart them.

Axl's such a happy dog.

 Me and the big guy. Pardon the lack of makeup. It's Saturday morning... :) We just got back from a walk at Sedgwick County Park. It was fun, but its hard to walk two dogs on leashes who have to stop and sniff EVERYTHING. Plus, Diesel's been having some trouble with his paws, I think we finally figured out that it's from running around at Adam's parents' house during the days because their backyard is covered in acorns. I left them at our house a few days this week, and his paws seemed to be doing better, but then after our walk today, they're all red again. Poor guy.

Adam's gone all day at a fly-in in Pittsburgh. We'd thought about going camping this weekend for the holiday, but then he found out about this fly-in, and I booked a wedding for Sunday. So no dice. I have a day full of reading, movie-watching, nail painting, and general relaxation planned. Should be nice.

Update on other things...I'd like to make an addition to that 828 post I wrote last week. While I most definitely believe everything I said, and I try to cling to that, it still doesn't make dealing with all this a ton easier. I have faith that God has a purpose, but it's still so hard to deal with these feelings of anger/pain/sadness/despair/heartbreak. And the longer things take, the harder it's getting to understand. Honestly, I thought we'd be pregnant again at this point. Things have just taken so much longer than I wanted or thought they would. I can't believe we miscarried in May, and it's now September and we're still not there. Our baby would've been here in a few months.

I hate to say this, and I don't know how to change it, but I feel like I'm turning into a much more negative person as a result of all this. I almost get angry around people who are happy, who have everything they ever dreamed of. I just don't want to be around them. I don't know what to do with that.

When I remember to keep our end goal in sight, that helps. Knowing that most likely in the next year, we'll have a baby...that really does help. But it's the times when I start thinking about what all we've been through, about how much I'm working lately, about what I don't yet have...ugh. Just so frustrating.

Workin Girl

For those of you who don't know, my amazing friend Ginger is now our Studio Manager at Gingeroot! She brings her little Avery to work, and snapped this hilarious photo of Lindsey, Avery, and I working hard during our meeting.

Funny

This morning, I was giving Axl and Diesel their heartworm medicine before I left for work. Axl decided it didn't taste good (they're chewable tablets), so he spit his out. Diesel, being the sneaky little guy he is, snatched it up and swallowed it before I could dig it out of his mouth. Axl's tablets are a lot bigger than Diesel's since he's over 4 times Diesel's size. So the little guy got like 4 times the amount of medicine. So I freaked out and almost got out the peroxide to try to make him throw up, but decided to call the vet first. The vet assured me that this happens all the time...he's heard of dogs eating an entire pack!

Since Diesel's fine, it's kinda funny. Little thief...