Anger Management

It may be the fact that I have a baby now... and it might be just one more thing that I can blame on my raging hormones... but I find myself, on a very regular basis, wanting to kill my dog. Like, MURDER-him-with-my-bare-hands kill him. Maybe this makes me a horrible person. It just never fails that the barking and the loud, growl-inducing-humping happen right when Evie has gone to sleep. RIGHT when I was GOING to take a nap. And, God, there are only so many times that you can pick poop up off of the floor with a smile on your face after you had just let him out for the sole purpose of deficating IN THE YARD!

But I haven't killed him yet. When the rage threatens to overtake me I look back at this picture: taken a couple of days after I brought Bearsy home (completely against my husband's wishes)...that was exactly three years ago. Life has a way of moving much too quickly, but still passing very slow. The first person to be able to explain this phenomena will, no doubt, win a Nobel Peace Prize.


But this picture, it does the trick. It has saved Bear's life on a number of occasions.

Santa Barbara Weekend

We played tourists again this weekend, visiting the beautiful city of Santa Barbara which, though we live only an hour south of it, we had never been to. Here are some pictures of Bear at Arroyo Burro Beach, a dog-friendly, off leash area. I don't think that he has ever had so much fun.

Utilizing the Weekend

(disclaimer: pictures provided in part by Graham Scobey, any views expressed here within are mine and not his, prolonged exposure to his photography may result in a new-found appreciation for art and life, proceed with caution.)

We have exactly one weekend left in Los Angeles, and we are trying to cram in all of the touristy things that we didn't get around to in the past two years. This past Saturday (after our A.M. fix of World of Warcraft, which we play with our dear friend Ben) we went to The Griffith Observatory.

On the way there we stopped at a Panera in Studio City. I had been craving their "you pick two" combo (with a caesar salad and turkey sandwich) forever. It did not disappoint. Then, after driving circles in the hills of Hollywood (thanks, Tom Tom) we arrived. The observatory was, in short, phenomenal. It is amazing how many aspects of life are effected by astronomy. My favorite part by far was the planetarium...it also had one of the most amazing views of downtown LA that I've seen.

Los Angeles is so big...it is no wonder that it holds all of these jewels, but it makes me wonder how many amazing things that we will not have gotten to see by the time we leave next weekend. Regardless, the greatest jewels that I have found in LA are new friends (of both the furry and hairless persuasion). I am really going to miss this place.

(Please excuse my dog licking Karma's inner-ear...such indecency!)