Catching Up....

For those of you that have noticed, I've taken another, unexpected, break from blogging. But recent events (and prompting by a few friends) have inspired to get back into this thing (or at least write this one). I apologize in advance for the randomness of what I'm about to write.

Not a whole lot has occurred since my last blog. It's football season so that means either heading to Oxford or spending Saturdays in front of the TV. There have been a few exceptions--a party/shower for a friend of Bailey's and a wedding reception for the same friend. Both of which Bailey was able to catch up with a lot of college friends (especially his friend Bud, who told me he better be mentioned in the next blog--so, here's to you, Bud).

This past weekend I attended a shower for my best friends from high school's brother & fiance. (Was that clear?) It was great seeing and catching up with Kara, Julia, and Sarah.

And now for the randomness.....
     I'm considering keeping a book for all the things Bailey says/does that are moments when I think (or I say), "Did he really just say/do that?" "What was he thinking?" "Is that really my husband?"
     For example, about a week ago I learned something new about Bailey--he has a small sensory issue with cotton balls. For some odd reason, he doesn't like to touch them because of the way they feel.
     I have two more examples that I experienced today while we were out shopping (and it was actually his idea to go shopping today, not mine). The first occurred while at Kohl's. I was looking at some clothes and Bailey asks, "Is that Lauren from the Hills/Laguna Beach?" That's when the thought occurred to start writing these things down.
     The next one occurred when we were at the mall. Since we've been married, Bailey has begun watching several of "my" shows. One being Desperate Housewives. We really like all the characters on the show but Gabby's daughter, Juanita, is probably one of our favorites. While walking through the mall, we saw a young couple in front of us with a toddler. Bailey pulled me aside and said, "Is it just me, or did that girl remind you of Juanita?" I was thinking it the whole time but he actually said it.
     That's enough of my embarrassing Bailey stories.....for now.

For the past few weeks Wrigley and I have been going to "school." Northwest's continuing ed program offered a basic dog obedience class for six weeks. I thought it would be a good idea to take Wrigley. She has done really well and she graduates next week.

That's what's been happening with the Hunt's. What we're looking forward to in the coming weeks/month: I will be catching up with my grad school girls, we'll be travelling to the Ole Miss/Arkansas game with Bailey's dad and brother's girlfriend, a wedding, and more Ole Miss games. Hopefully my next blog will be before Christmas break.

Congrats Bailey & Poor Wrigley

Congratulations to my sweet hard-working husband! He's worked very hard the last two years taking classes and getting many, many hours of experience in order to take two big tests. He took the first test earlier this summer, took the other this week, and I'm proud to say he is now a licensed appraiser. Now he'll start on the next round of classes and experience hours in order to reach the next "level" (which I believe is a general appraiser but I may have the terminology wrong.)

Wrigley has taken over what used to be Bailey's chair.

You may recall the post I did earlier this summer about Wrigley and her bite. Since then she's had a small knot where they cut it open. I was told she'd probably have some scar tissue there so it wasn't really anything...until two days ago when Bailey noticed it and thought it was a bit bigger. I looked at it and agreed. It also looked different--it was begining to look like a bubble, the skin was thinner there, and looked like there might have been some blood underneath the surface. So I took her to the vet yesterday morning. He decided to keep her there for the day so he could remove whatever it was. I went to pick her up and he said it was a mass of some sort and some of the area was infected so he removed all that mess and we have more meds to take for the next week. I'll take her back late next week to have the stitches removed.

All of this happened after we went to the vet last Friday. We'd noticed Wrigley has had some trouble controlling her bladder so I took her in just to be safe. Apparently, many females, after being spayed develop incontinence. However, it usually happens much later down the road, not to 9 month old puppies. So, Wrigley will be taking DES (dog estrogen) for a little while. 

I had a recipe or two to post but I'll save those for my next one since I've been talking about all this gross dog stuff.