I wish my Momma and Dadda would create such slick and beautiful cards for my special occasions. Maybe they'll order some for my 20-month birthday from WeeLittleDesigns.com!
You may be wondering where I've been lately and what I've been doing (other than running in circles around the empty living room).
That's me in the picture hanging out on the back deck with mom and dad, enjoying some good eats off the grill and spotting birds in the woods behind our new house. I like spending time out there watering the flowers and playing in my swing. So if you need me, you know where to find me.
Momma and Dadda have been letting me try lots of new foods lately. But not just cauliflower and spinach. I've been given tastes of the good stuff, too.
That's me in the first picture eating a popsicle. It doesn't seem like much more than frozen sugar water, but I love it! I don't particularly like how it makes my face and hands all sticky. But I'll just wipe them on my shirt, or on Dadda's shirt if he's nearby, or on one of the kitty cats. It's a slightly unrewarding eating experience until the end. The best part is getting the stick to play with when I'm finished, or it's all melted -- whichever comes first.
Momma and Dadda also went out and bought a new grill for our new deck at our new house with stairs. We've been grilling out a lot now and Iove the burgers and chicken and steaks from the grill. But one night last week, we gave the grill a rest and ordered in some cheesesteaks from this little dive down the street.
That's me in the second picture devouring my very own cheesesteak. Okay, it was actually Dadda's cheesesteak. But as soon as I had one bite, I think he realized he wasn't getting it back from me without a fight. Maybe it's the Philly blood running through my genes, but I just couldn't get enough of that greasy goodness. Mmmmm...Philly cheesesteak!
Well, after an entire month of packing, cleaning, moving, unpacking, cleaning again, scrubbing, redecorating and sorting, we're almost nearly halfway sort of moved in to our new house with stairs. All the big boxes are gone from the living room. (Actually, there are two small boxes still left, but let's just pretend they're some sort of post-modern end tables.) All the furniture is in place, pictures are hung on the walls, the CD collection is alphabetized and the books are on their shelves -- until I pull them all down onto the floor and start ripping out pages.
The last big event in the moving process occurred yesterday afternoon. This entailed loading up the "biggie" van and heading over to a really cool place called the "Resource Recovery Facility." Dadda said that's just a fancy name for the county "dump." It's like calling my dirty diapers "Organic Replenishment Receptacles." Around here, we call them ORRs for short.
You see, after carefully packing all that stuff at the old place, and then employing big strong guys to move it to the news place, Momma and Dadda decided there were a whole bunch of things they really didn't need any more. Among those items was a broken VCR that I had wedged some toys inside of, a cracked coffee table, and lots of empty cardboard boxes.
So Momma and Dadda loaded it all up in the van and drove us off to the dump. We stopped at all these different dumpsters for every different kind of trash. The bins were each marked separately: "CARDBOARD/PAPER;" "GLASS BOTTLES" (luckily, I use plastic bottles); "COMPUTERS;" "YARD WASTE"; and then a mysterious area called "THROW METAL OVER WALL." To my chagrin, I did not see a bin marked "ORRs ONLY."
After dropping off all of our "resources," we headed back home to our clean and somewhat empty house. You see, this new house is bigger than our old house without stairs. So our living room doesn't have any furniture in it. I love it, because it gives me lots of room to run around. I hope Momma and Dadda aren't planning to put any big sofas or chairs in my way. Because I have a total blast running in circles! This is me in the video running around my big empty play room. Enjoy!
