Month : November 2010

It’s time for turkey…


….and it's time for relaxing, and slowing down, and spending some time with family, and just taking a much-needed breather.

Where has November gone? It must have happened somewhere between our day jobs and "bonus" jobs, cheering for Iowa and Mizzou football, making a weekend road trip to Quincy, getting to the gym on a regular basis, going to Trader Joes like it's our daily duty, hosting book club, working on a new (snow season) car, and gearing up for the holidays.

The original plan was to get our house decorated this week before embarking on Thanksgiving festivities with family. As it turns out, all we had time for was a quick trip to Lowe's for this mega tree we've had our eye on for some time. We haven't even busted out ornaments or properly "fluffed" the branches. We literally took it out of the book and plugged that sucker in. We didn't quite anticipate it would be SO huge but we love it anyway, especially against the vaulted ceilings. Now….knowing us we'll end up in a new house soon with normal 9' ceilings and this baby will pushing up against the ceiling. Oh well, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it, right? 🙂

So looking forward to a change of pace and a long weekend to shift gears and enter true holiday mode with much to be thankful for. I plan to be back to blogging more often from here on out – December promises to be calmer than November has been!

Happy Thanksgiving and safe travels to all!

Now Live – Holes for Hope!


Page's pro-bono project, Holes for Hope, is now live. Check out the awesome site for more details on this fantastic charitable event!

In addition to Holes for Hope, Page has been working to complete sites for two other local businesses – CrossFit 515 and Acceleration Iowa. Stay tuned for more website reveals – a chiropractor's office and a steel company are up next! Maybe someday this dude will take a break and I'll get to see a bit more of him. 🙂

a week with Wyatt.


This is Wyatt, a fifteen-week-old silver weimaraner puppy.



After thinking for years about how much we wanted a Weim, we spied this little guy on a local Weim rescue website and decided rather quickly to bite the bullet and adopt him.I will remember for a long time how excited we were roaming around PetCo and then the pet aisle at TJMaxx on a Saturday morning with Starbucks in hand, preparing for this guy's arrival.


While all puppies have the ocassional accident, tend to "taste" things they shouldn't, and have trouble following orders when they're told "no!" or "off!", Wyatt is all in all a stellar puppy. He's incredibly mellow considering his age, instantly knew to only chew on the toys we gave him, and he has SO much love to give. We were instantly connected and we'd laugh about our "velcro dog" who couldn't stand to not be literally on top of our feet and even then it didn't seem near enough for him. If we went into separate rooms, he literally couldn't stand still. He was constantly checking on "his pack" by coming in to sniff me, make sure I was okay, then run in to check on Page, then back and forth, back and forth. He would literally wear himself out doing this!


With so much love and "velcro" characteristics though, came an intense case of separation anxiety. Weims are more prone to this than other breeds, but all of the stacks of articles we read beforehand said a few simple toys and some music/tv would calm him. Hmmm….they have clearly not met this dog. I'm sure it was a bit worse than most because he was part of a litter, then rescued to a foster home, then came to live with us (a lot of bouncing around and inconsistency). In short, this puppy who really did love his kennel became miserable the moment he was in there and we were out of sight. We tried everything from only leaving a minute at a time several times in a row (to show him, see? we come back!) to different toys, soothing techniques, covering the kennel with blankets, spraying the room with lavendar – ANYthing that any of our dog-owning friends suggested, we tried it eight different ways.


The poor guy would whine and cry, eventually barking in panic, howling, and trying to gnaw himself free to reunite with his "pack". We have been working from home this week (downstairs out of sight so that as far as he knows we're not even home) as a way to monitor him and see if he could make some progress. If anything he seemed to get worse and we could only ask so much patience of our neighbors. For me personally, the last straw was when I was playing with him just after returning home and noticed that when he retrieved a toy we were fetching, it had pink drool from his tireless efforts to gnaw himself out of the kennel. Poor Wyatt – if he could just chill and trust us to return, this could have been such a good dog for us. Alas, we spoke with our foster family a couple of times and decided in the end he is better in a home with multiple dogs to keep him company. We literally would have had trouble sneaking away to a dinner date, let alone to go to work all day five days a week.


We will definitely try the dog thing again at another time with perhaps a slightly older dog and maybe a different breed. We all agreed we just could not have seen the severity of the anxiety beforehand and even our vet told us that in most cases it just gets worse unless they're provided a buddy to keep them company. We aren't sorry we had this experience and we both said we would do it all over exactly the same. It is very sad to get attached and then say goodbye, but this just wasn't the right fit. We would DEFINITELY recommend the rescue organization we went through – we were very impressed with their professionalism, follow-up calls, and willingness to help with any little questions we had along the way. We have NO doubt that Wyatt will find an amazing "forever home" with lots of constant company. 🙂 Much love, buddy – it was an adventure and you taught us a lot!