Access Panels for the Rich and Famous

Tanner says that when and if we ever build our own house that there will be access panels to everything. Pipes. Electric. Air conditioner. Everything.

This statement was prompted by an episode on HGTV, featuring luxurious bathrooms across the country. One showcased a beachy bathroom with an in ground Infinity bathtub. Tanner cringed. “How is anyone supposed to fix a leak on that thing?” he cried in outrage. “Every home should have access panels. Someone could make millions putting access panels into homes like that…I should do it. I’ll make millions.”

New Dog. Again.

Last Wednesday, Tanner and I stopped by the animal shelter “to look.” I think we both knew we were going to adopt that day. And we did.

The thing is, our criteria had slightly shifted. It’s very likely that parvo virus is still alive in our apartment, so we had to choose an adult dog. We picked up a two year old mixed terrier named Nana. She is the most timid animal I have ever seen. It’s going to be a huge challenge trying to teach her to live with people (house breaking, leash training, etc). Right now, she has just shifted from hiding place to hiding place.

Nana is an excerise in patience. Which is hard to two dog owners who only want to romp with her.

She likes underneath the table best.

An Addition to the Family….

Haha, you thought I was going to declare a pregnancy, didn’t you?

Sofia moved in with us this week, and our spare bedroom is a lot less lonlier now. Her two cats, Horace and Elijah, are contastly infront of the fish tank. It’s like Kitty-Vision.

We’re super stoked to have her (er, and the cats) with us. Tanner made Salmon (and chicken, for us non-fish eaters-i.e. me) last night and we watched Iron Man. I get a feeling of satisfaction when I look around the room. It’s like an odd hodge podge of a family. I like it.

Welcome home, my curly haired friend.