my pup, Penelope

Last weekend Chris and I went to pick up our new puppy. She's a miniature dachshund, or as some call them, wiener dog. She's a lot of work, but so much fun.

We had been talking about getting a dog for a while. Chris really, really wanted one, but he wouldn't agree to getting one until I wanted one too. Well, I finally came around to the idea a couple of weeks ago. From there, we just needed to decide what kind and where we could get one. We knew we wanted a girl dog (in hopes that she wouldn't pee on stuff once she's housebroken). We also knew we wanted a small one with a smooth coat so that grooming would be a little easier. Chris grew up with a mini dachshund, and he had a good experience with her. Therefore, we decided to go that route.

She's pretty sweet. I know it's a long road, but she seems to be catching on to going potty outside. She sometimes whines when you aren't paying attention to her, but she seems to be doing that less the longer we have her. She'll be seven weeks old on Monday. Cuddling and playing are her favorite things to do. She already knows "come." That's pretty good for her first week with us, right?

My favorite thing to work with her on is going into her crate. I tell her it's time for bed. Chris tells her in a sweet voice that it's time for "lockdown."

hanging in there

I've been hanging in there with running. I have reached the middle of week 6, so to stay on track I guess I'll be running today and tomorrow if the weather permits.

Running is still tough, but I can already tell that I am building some muscle and endurance. On Sunday, I even had my first episode of throwing up due to exercise. Chris was so proud. He used to say that if exercising doesn't make you puke at least every now and then, you aren't working yourself hard enough. He could be a personal trainer. I think he's seen too much Bob and Jillian on the Biggest Loser. It probably comes down to the fact that I hadn't waited long enough after eating lunch. I was only about 15 minutes into the run (not even halfway), so I mainly just felt like a wuss. Luckily there was a trash can nearby, so I used it and continued on to finish the workout. Sorry if that was TMI.

thank you, Clarksville!

This past weekend Chris and I went to see my nieces perform in the Rivers & Spires Youth Talent Show.  Kids ages 3-18 were able to compete in the show. Out of 1,100 auditions, only 20 acts were selected to compete. Emberly and Charis were the youngest performers. They sang When You Say Nothing at All.

The song doesn't really make sense for two little girls to sing, but they sure were cute. I think they learned it when Melay, Jamie and I were practicing for Austin and Sarah's wedding last summer. 

Chris and I went to Clarksville, Tennessee last Friday to see them perform. The girls were all dressed up and ready to sing, but about a quarter of the way into the show it started sprinkling. The sprinkling turned to rain, and the rain turned into pouring rain. Needless to say, the remainder of the talent show was postponed until the next evening. Chris and I stayed the night at their house, but we weren't able to stay until the next night's show.

I took a video of them practicing on Saturday morning. This was their private performance for us since we weren't going to get to see them in the show.

home alone

My time alone this week has flown by pretty quickly. I guess I have kept myself busy. Chris is gone on spring break with his dad, step-mother, step-siblings and sister to Tybee Island, Georgia to see his aunt and grandparents. They are spending the week relaxing at the beach. I stayed behind to work.

This past weekend I ran some errands for a wedding shower that I am helping with at church on Sunday, bought some tables off of craigslist, went grocery shopping, went to church on Sunday morning, went running both days, went back to church and to hang out at DQ after for some ice cream (I had to cancel out all that running). Then, on Monday Joanna came into town. She spent part of her spring break at the Percifuls. I went to their house after work to hangout, have dinner and watch the big game. We all saw each other again on Tuesday for lunch at Spencer's. I went running again on Tuesday night. I went to church for bible study last night. I went running again tonight. Whew! I'm tired!

Even though I have kept busy, I still miss my Christopher, especially when it's time to go to sleep each night. I need my cuddle-buddy back. We've been talking each day on the phone, but it's just not the same. Oh well...I guess absence makes the heart grow fonder.

Here's my craigslist find!