.. for a cute little rein-dog.
i put the antlers on my head to show him that they weren't all that bad. i had to admit, they were kind of uncomfortable. possibly because my head is larger than his.
so, i just put them on him for one second - to grab an updated photo - and that was it.
poor, poor, put-upon puppy.
on the other hand, this poor puppy is in the middle of a fairy tale told just for him, so he can't complain too much. it's the tale of a scullery maid named liza (she's actually a princess who was stolen from her parents at birth) and a puppy she found in the woods and named grendel. when we left them last, grendel had snuck away from his usual spot by the fireplace and - while liza was looking frantically through the castle for him - had found and made friends with the royal kitty.
what can i say. i already make up songs for him. and i like to tell him stories. and i love fairy tales. it was bound to happen eventually.
this is the greatest christmas decoration ever invented.
do you know why?
it's a smoking santa! you put a lighted wick inside him and, as it burns, puffs of smoke come out of his mouth.
i bought it at a christmas market in germany, and have been rationing the wicks ever since.
i picked this one for a few reasons. first, i loved it. second, i loved the idea of a santa who both skied and smoked a pipe. third, without the pipe, the smoke makes it look like you're seeing his breath in the frosty air.
like i said, greatest christmas decoration ever.
continuing on with gwen bell's best of 2009 blog challenge ..
rush .. you'll laugh, but my biggest rush of the year came this weekend, as i sat in a chair and had a hole poked in each year. i have wanted to pierce my ears for forever and a day, but (she confesses) i was scared. i thought it was going to hurt. if i had known how little it actually did hurt, i would have done it long ago.
packaging .. if i had bought anything from apple this year, they would win hands down. i saved my computer box for six years. but i haven't. i have, however, bought quite a few things from etsy sellers. i like supporting home-made but, even more, i like getting something in the mail from an etsy seller. it feels more like getting a present than a product. almost everything i receive is packaged so beautifully - sometimes even with a extra surprise inside. (truth be told, part of the reason i want to open an etsy shop is for the fun of packaging things. forget the sales. i just want to package. hmmmm .. perhaps i should partner with someone instead and be the shipping arm.)
tea .. you know, i wasn't a tea drinker at the start of 2009. did not like it at all. (it is deceiving - you smell the wonderful smell and then you taste it and it does not taste at all like it smells.) this summer, however, i discovered honest tea's pomegranate and goji berry iced red tea. that stuff is fantastic. fruity and red and caffeine free. then, this winter, i started drinking african red tea in the morning - with a giant (and i do mean giant) spoonful of manuka honey and a glug of cream or half-and-half. i am growing to love the ritual of a hot mug of tea on cold mornings - and it turns out that, with the addition of honey, i do enjoy the taste. we are becoming friends this year, tea and i.
word or phrase .. "yes" was my word of 2009. truth be told, i forgot about it almost immediately after i chose it. regardless, in reflecting back on the year, it was indeed my year of yes.
(i like digging through my archives. it reminds me that i have definitely gotten better at puppy photos over the years. and also that atlas still looks so much like the little puppy that came home to live with me. though as a coworker said the first time he saw atlas: they fooled you! they gave you a dog and told you it was a puppy!)
while i work (ok, or play) on the computer, atlas naps on the bed. periodically, he will hop off the bed and come stand next to me. stand and stare.
the first million or so times he did this, i thought he needed something. nope, that was never it.
the next million or so times, i thought he wanted the blankets fixed. i'd get up, walk over to the bed, and start to shake out the blankets for him. except he'd hop right back onto the bed in the middle of my efforts so clearly that wasn't it.
eventually, i realized what it was. it was his way of saying, "hey. just letting you know i'm still here. haven't gone anywhere."
when he does this now, i get up, walk over to the bed, wait for him to jump on, and then give him a quick scratch or tummy rub. and then he closes his eyes again happily.
oh, how i love my (giant) little puppy.
i decided to move to california during my senior year at college. i was cold that winter (so very cold) and could not stand it anymore. i decided that california was the place for me. having never been there, i pictured it to be a magical land of desert and palm trees and sun.
imagine my surprise when i arrived in silicon valley for an interview. where was the desert? the palm trees? (actually, i saw a few palm trees - but decidedly less than i expected.) the sun, on the other hand, was smiling down at me.
winters in california were warmer than winters in oregon are - but i am still not sorry i left. (besides, winters in oregon are warmer than winters in michigan were, even though anything below 70 feels cold to me now.)