Nyuck...nyuck...nyuck

Last Friday Wendell and I played out our own scene of The Three Stooges. We play fight...a lot. I like to say Molly is the 3rd stooge as she always barks, jumps and paws at us when we do. Our last play fight was no exception.

Wendell took his stance, took a few swings....but I was already floating like a butterfly, so he missed. I'm floatin.....and floatin'....and I saw my opportunity.....STING....just like a bee! Molly instantly joined in the fight jumping and barking. She proved to be a slight distraction which allowed Wendell a few jabs.

But now that I was alert:

He was taking it like a man. Then he restorted to kicking....a disadvantage to me. My 5'3 stature next to his 6'4 didn't stand much of a chance.....but I wasn't going to let that keep me down.....no sir!

So I kicked back.....but he was too quick for me.....he grabbed my foot. I tried to stable myself to no avail. I hopped and hopped my way right smack into a shelving unit of DVD's

I was waiting for the rainfall of DVD's to pelt my head, but miraculously not a single one left its shelf. Instead, the large vase full of wilting flowers sitting atop the shelving unit toppled over showering me with murky water and flower petals in an array of sizes, shapes and colors, and it would not have been complete without the smelly, sticky stems sticking to my hair. Who could resist bursting into laughter after a scene like that?

I was covered in the icky remnants of what once were lovely, aromatic flowers. And of course all this happens as we are suppose to be heading out the door for a bite to eat with a friend who just so happened to come to the door right after I stripped off my wet, stinky and dead flower decorated clothes, leaving me to make a mad dash to the bathroom to dry off, deflower and change.

We've got S-O-U-L......

Wendell and I have had many firsts together......and this past Sunday we added yet another to that list.....a brand spankin' new car! The 2010 Kia Soul....ch...ch....check it out!

Zee front

Zee Driver's Area

This is the section I'll be using the most!

Speakers that light up to the beat of the music!

More of the front area

Check out those seats!

Love that logo

Zee Moon Roof

Zee Passenger Side

Some more of those pimped out seats

A roomy backseat (this angle doesn't do it justice)

Soul Booty

Plenty O' cargo space, plus folding seats

And one final look at our wicked new ride!

It may not be a Mercedes.....but it's funky.......it suits us.......and doesn't hurt our wallet. Oh, and did I mention we are the first people in Louisville to own one? Two firsts for the price of one! The perks:

• 34 miles to the gallon


• 10,000mile/7 year bumper to bumper warranty


• Roadside assistance that tops what AAA provides


• A killer soundsystem, complete with tweeters and a subwoofer! What more could two music junkies ask?


• Free Sirius satellite radio for 3 months


• Built in blue tooth for handsfree convos


• 2 front and 2 rear power outlets, usb port, plug in your iPod and/or laptop!

There's more but I don't want to sound too much like a commercial, well moreso than I already do. Come visit....we'll take you for a spin!

Blessed

I was sitting at the reception desk at work this past Friday, exhausted after a long week. I couldn't focus on much and thankfully my only task was to answer the phones for an hour and forty five minutes.

As I was fighting my heavy eyelids, I mean, keeping busy, I saw a delivery guy walking into our offices carrying flowers. There are only two other women who work in my office so I wondered which of the two they could be for. Then the delivery guy says:

"I'm looking for an Ana (pause)". I have yet to encounter a person out here who has tried to pronounce my last name.

I sat up fully alert and proudly proclaimed I was the one he was looking for. The site of the flowers held my gaze and I wasn't even sure if the guy said anything on his way out. My head swirled with the aroma of fresh flowers. And I smiled. A bright, big, beaming smile. And then I read the attached note:

"Just because I love you"

Talk about making a lady feel special. Some may see it as cheesy, but it really is the small things in life that count. And some of the smallest gestures can go a long way.

I just feel blessed to have someone who takes time out of their own busy day to make me feel special and who lets me know just how much I mean to him. I truly couldn't ask for anyone or anything better.

I hope you have enjoyed your dose of sappy cheese for the day.

Love Hurts

Meet Molly:

This is our baby, although she was Wendell's baby before she was "ours". Not only was she Wendell's, but Wendell was hers. She repeatedly tried to make this clear to me on numerous occassions. And every now and then she still does. She tries to get in between us on the bed, she barks at me when we play fight (even though I may be the one in defense mode), she jumps and claws at us when we kiss, if we hug she stands between us at our feet. If we pay more attention to each other than we do to her, she'll whine, and if we ignore her long enough she'll bark at us to let us know she's been neglected long enough. This behavior is usually the most prominent when we come home after she's been left alone all day.

Feeling guilty prompted us to get Molly a playmate, especially now that we have our own home. We didn't have to look long before we were given Nancy:

We fell in love instantly, she was such a sweetheart. It took Molly a day or two to take to her, but once she did they played constantly. It was a perfect match all around, or so we thought....

It didn't take long for us to discover Nancy was a chewer. You would think that a dog of her small size wouldn't be able to do much damage. WRONG!

In about a weeks time she has managed to maime or destroy the following:

My Puma overnight (these are not cheap), a backpack, a pack of sharpies, socks, house shoes, surround sound speaker wires, 3 funnels, a vinyl record (a collectors item limited to 300 copies no less), one of Wendell's prized action figures, a blanket, a dog bed, and some miscellaneous plastic items we couldn't identify. She even chewed on the vinyl siding on our garage!

The other day we came home and she had tried pulling our desk chair through the doggy door! Of course she chewed the lower portion of it, as well as the flap on the doggy door.

And on top of all of this, this dog that came from an outdoor environment has taken to using our house as her personal restroom. Of course all of this has been more than frustrating. We have tried all that we could think of with no results. To make matters worse we're gone 10 hours a day and don't have the time to teach her how things work here at 'Casita Hess'.

Sadly, all these means that she has to go. We feel horrible taking away Molly's playmate. And I've grown a little attached to her as it was nice having a dog that I could call mine, she warmed up to me moreso than Wendell.

But she gets to go live on a farm, a place she's use to being. So, at least she'll get her roaming area where she can chew on whatever the outdoors have to offer. We lose a buddy, but get to keep our home.

*sigh*

Happy Valentine's Day

What better day to begin a blog about Love than on Valentine's Day?

This blog will follow the story of a country boy and a city girl who met online, completely by chance.....or fate.

It all started with a casual conversation about music, then exchanges of funny emails, which eventually led to 5 hour long phone conversations while drinking red wine, and of course sharing music. As they grew to know more about each other, feelings developed and grew. One day, the city girl hopped on plane from L.A. to Albuquerque, NM to meet this country boy face to face. Impulsive? Yes. Exciting? Yes. Crazy? Yes.

While on this plane to NM the city girl came to her senses and realized this was just plain CRAZY. This guy could be nuts! He could be creepy! He could cut out her kidney to sell on the black market and leave her in a bathtub full of ice in a seedy motel room! As she kept herself from hyperventilating she decided that once the plane landed she would change her ticket and fly right back home. Well, the airport in NM isn't open 24hrs like LAX, so she was "stuck". Thankfully.

That weekend was a weekend of bliss for the pair. Both felt things that they had never felt ever before. Butterflies in bellies like never before, they soared higher than cloud 9, it had to be too good to be true.

So, a long distance relationship began. Trips to L.A., and trips to NM followed. As did love letters and phone calls into the wee hours of the night. The only problem was the distance, oh the distance!

The city girl, being the silly city girl that she could be, questioned all that she had, weighed the pros and cons. She told herself she couldn't leave the city, so she told the country boy goodbye. She tried to convince herself she had done the right thing, what was best, and besides, she still had the city.

Sad days ensued, confusion set in, and bad decisions were made. The city girl missed the country boy, and he missed her too. So much time had passed, what were these two broken hearted lovers to do?

One day the city girl snapped out of her funk, grew tired of sadness and bad decisions, she knew she had to take a chance to get back what she had. The worst answer would be no, so she picked up the phone and called the country boy. And with a simple hello, things began to fall into place...

Fast forward a couple of years:

Present day, Louisville, KY.

The city girl and her country boy are madly in love, live in a house they own, with two dogs and big, big plans. And with that, the story continues......