our new and improved sunday nights

it's sunday evening and my little family and i just got home from a long weekend at my parent's house in lynchburg. my parents are two of the most generous, warm people i know, and all three of us were totally spoiled and taken care of all weekend.

although my parents love our new "baby," their little shih-tzu max does not. i love little max dearly. he has the sweetest personality (not a mean bone in his body), and although he might not appear to be very tough, is actually quite a trooper. the poor little guy recently lost one of his back legs in a car accident, but you'd never know it. he gets around just fine and is still as playful and happy as he was before--unless izzy is around. after we arrived thursday night, we soon found that max despised izzy's very presence in the house, and responded to each and every one of her attempts to play with a loud and terrifying snarl. my husband had the idea to put them both in izzy's crate, which has a metal divider in it for crate training, so that they could "work things out." unfortunately, the operation was not a success and max's opinion of izzy did not change. it did provide some pretty funny pictures though!

izzy: hi! wanna be my friend?

max: no. you're ruining my life.

while we were in lynchburg, we also got to spend time with some of my close friends who i have really been missing since my move to fairfax. i helped celebrate one of my roommate's upcoming weddings at her bridal shower on saturday, and was also finally able to see my other roommate's engagement bling for the first time! today, we finished moving all of our stuff out of our last "single lady" apartment. crazy, but so, so exciting!--i guess that's what this growing up stuff is all about.

right now, izzy is desperately trying to chew my favorite pillow, and i'm relaxing on the couch. izzy and i are a little appalled as jake's loud (and uncharacteristically angry) madden-playing alter ego emerges. i will never understand why guys play video games that make them mad--but i'm just so happy to be with jake on the reg. that i'm not complaining!

now that we are married and living in the same house, the novelty of not having to say goodbye to each other every sunday night is starting to wear off a little, but i will never forget the long year we spent dating and being engaged long distance. it's hard to believe that for that entire year we alternated making the long--and boringgggg--journey to and from each other on good old route 29 every weekend (i think we only missed two of them!). that is love, folks.

after a year of saying goodbye at the end of every weekend, it was so nice to share that drive home from my parent's house with my husband, knowing that tomorrow we get to say hello to a new week together.