To make the world brand new

Well hello blogger cats...

so in american lit again. Discussing William Carlos Williams. Wonderful. 

Ah i am trying to be an organized bride and what not, sooo i have taken to a spread sheet to prepare for incoming arrivals and trying to set activities up and all that jazz.

Going good so far i think. 

Weekend was lovely. The Honda wagon made it out here and that was ggreat, mike and i feel like we are in the marriage ride. And its a great feeling! Baby sat one night and then went and hung with vannae and erik sunday afternoon, then went to work and then did some laundary. Lots of laundary but didnt have enough change to get it all dried so it got hung on the warm pipes in hopes it would dry, mostly it was mike's work clothes, i took mine back with me to my old apt.

Mike is working hard as usual and i miss that cat. 

Finishing our last marriage counseling session tomorrow, kind of exciting, mostly sad. Mike and i have enjoyed it thoroughly.

Can not decide if we can get a puppy or not. My vote is yes, Mike's vote is no.

so we are at a stalmate. 

Not quite used to being at a stall. I usually use guerilla tactics to get my way... last few times with dogs i showed up with puppies unannounced. 

Not fair to mike. I am used to just muscling my way into what i want, and as i am learning the road to give and take. I guess now isnt a great time for a dog. I guess i will sign the treaty contract and have a seat a while.

I did meet a really cute puppy yesterday before Vannae and Erik's. I would have liked to name him Finn I think. He was a little beagle and he was freezing in the wind but i held him and loved him for a second. Missing a puppy so dearly, and you know people say, well puppies turn to dogs, well that is the double portion of blessing i feel, you get the cute and work of the puppy to love and loyalty of a dog. Dogs or puppys are wonderful.

But not now.

Anywho my friends, the pressure is building in the sky, so high last night it gave way with the first spurts of winter. LIttle white snowflakes dripped from the clouds and puddled on the ground, it will be cold enough soon for the flakes to be snow for the season. I do not pretend to look forward to this. Many people do. I will admit to say it does feel more like Christmas with cold blankets of snow on the ground but it just sort of taunts me and reminds me that this midwest is flat and i have no snowboard and so the snow feels pointless. A dreary picture of colorless winter and snowball fights only last the first month of the flurry, after which an angry face and curse words are hissed at the pelts of cold hard ice being thrown. Because come january and february, the snow is not white and fluffy but frozen, dirty and full of wicked ice. 

I think about my wet uggs and frozen pant hems. And the way the lake looks with ice around the edge and how it lets the wind dance worse around the water. O Chicago knows how to pack a punch with this season.

But this christmas i will say, i won't be thinking of this snow season, i will think of a wedding. Our wedding. The work to get here and the joy in coming together of families, and friends.

So, with that said. 

Be blessed.