tearjerker

last night Ry and I decided to go see Marley & Me. we originally planned on making salmon for dinner, then we thought we'd pick up cheap chinese, and then we went for popcorn for dinner at the theatre. we actually never ended up getting popcorn... hmm. but we did see Marley & Me, one I've been wanting to see since it came out on Christmas. I haven't yet read the book (except for Harry Potter, I try to stay away from mainstream bestsellers. James Patterson? nooo thank you) but I am such a sucker for puppies and labs and golden retrievers.. sigh. when we walked in, Ry said, "now, you cannot leave this movie begging me for another dog." jerk.

so wow. I did not expect Owen Wilson to do as good of a job as he did- I'm so used to seeing him in a Wedding Crashers-esque role. he was surprisingly good in this film.. still had his humor every once in a while, his sort of sarcastic "slip that remark in" type of joke, which ended up being ten times funnier than hearing that over and over. Jennifer Aniston was good too- yes, I love her as Rachel Greene but have a hard time with her in movies. this role, I liked. and Eric Zane (of Dr. Sloan, Grey's Anatomy fame [by the way, I missed the new episode last night, damnit]).. mmm. hot. but the winners of the movie were all the dogs that played Marley. Ry was so right to make his statement before the previews even began, because holy hell did I want another puppy.

alright so yes, the movie was good, but the ending was what got both Ry and me. Marley lives his long life with the family, through ups and downs, and when he finally hits old age, he gets sick. there's a trick moment where you think he'll get better and then it's just heart-wrenching from then on. I of course began crying when he first gets sick (aka with 30 min left in the movie), but we were both sobbing during the last scenes. holy moley. the feeling of losing a dog, especially one that is such a shit but so loyal and loving and such a part of your life... I certainly was a speed demon on the drive home. I couldn't wait to see my Molly. and it got me thinking about my parents' dog, Bacca, who has really grown up with me since third grade. she's getting up there in age and while the move to CO has been good for her, we've all started thinking about how she probably doesn't have too many years left. she's a big dog, an old dog, and she won't live forever. I tried to picture my dad seeing this movie last night and instead got a picture of what will happen when Bacca goes.. lordy. we are all going to have a hard time.

isn't it weird how dogs take that place in your life? (that is, of course, if you're a dog person.) they do take your whole heart and give you the same amount of love, if not more, back. how sappy of me, but I can't help it, these kinds of movies do this to me. what really got me though was how Ry was "tearing up" (he won't let me say he was crying)-- it's a sadness and an emotion that really gets to everyone.

after work I'm off to the library to get that book... and Rachel Ray's latest :)

clumsy

lately I have become one of the most accidental, clumsy people I know. I never used to be this way; I've always been very neat, organized, careful... not wanting to mess things up. recently, though, it's been kind of ridiculous.

last night I got home from dinner at Ry's parents' house and found Molly on top of the kitchen table... AGAIN. we never use our kitchen table for anything except maybe the place where we throw our keys and the mail, so when we got Ry's cat (Kahlua) we set up her little cage and food area up there. Molly must want to chase Kahlua or eat her food or something because this is the second time I've come home to find her 60 pound body on an area of about two feet. the first time, she just seemed scared and I figured she had gotten up there and couldn't get down (she's scared of heights), but last night, she was up there again and hopped down, all cheerful, so proud of herself. I of course got angry at my wacko dog and stuck her and Zuke (my roommate's dog) outside. I planned to leave the house again and figured I would teach those puppies a lesson by leaving them in the yard, but halfway down the street I changed my mind. call me a softie, but I was worried about them jumping the fence or digging a hole or something that would wind up with doggie roadkill outside my house. I told Ry I would just run in and let the dogs in, nope I didn't need help, and I took off at a run for the front door. now, we have these flagstone little steps up to the front door and some of them are at awkward angles and sticking out of the ground. in my haste I happened to lodge my right toes directly in the crevice between the step and the ground... and I went flying. I literally skidded to a stop on the concrete and dirt (only after my knees, elbows, and hand took the impact). the best part is that we happen to live on a fairly busy street in the Springs and I had just wrecked in front of half a dozen cars. awesome.

today my knees are swollen and red and bruised and my elbows burned in the shower. my bosses at work are convincing me to tell everyone I was drunk because that would be a less embarassing story. ha. it's not as bad as the other day when I filled my glass to the brim with peach iced tea, set it down on my nightstand, and then turned around with my arm still extended so that I knocked the glass toward my open closet door. oh the joy. I also happened to spray my touch lamp (the kind where you tap it and the light turns on in response to a change in temperature) so that it kept flicking on and off. great.

and of course today I walked into work and promptly dropped the first stack of about 25 papers I had to file. I am so coordinated.

numero uno

I've tried my hand at blogs but I always seem to get distracted after a few months.. I can't say this one will be different but I was sitting up front at work and hey, here's what I made :) my goal for this blog is to not have a diary sort of deal, but mostly tell stories about the weird twist my life seems to have taken during the past couple of months.

in any event, here I am, starting this as a senior at Colorado College, living in Colorado Springs, figuring out what's coming next in my life. right now I have to say my future past August is a blank slate. that's good and bad... mostly scary. it's also exciting- I have no clue what will happen and I love surprises. I suck at keeping secrets and not peeking at Christmas presents, but I love to be surprised. and this is one thing I can't just peek at. I have to wait and see what will happen.

so yup, here I am. majoring in Economics and Business, working in Human Resources, living with my boyfriend of almost five months and my puppy of almost a year, trying to figure out what kind of girl I'm going to be :) right now I'm just barely hanging on to the tail of life.. it's gotten to be crazy so I'm following it wherever it takes me. stay tuned for updates!