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Monday, May 19, 2008

Carol's View on the Last Day of Class

This is a Flip Video I just took at 6:20pm on the last day of class. It is what it looks like from my seat in the back, right-hand side of the room. I took the video and popped the USB drive into the computer and uploaded it onto the blog. You should all get one of these Flip Videos. What a perfect way to blog when you go on vacation! Everyone can join you on your trip.

10 New Puppies With Mama JouJou

2007 Oriole Court

This slide show is for you Professor. It's what the residents of our house on Oriole Court were up to last year. A year in pictures. (I'm sticking this on here because it was way easier than I thought to upload youtube videos. In fact, it was easier than the blogger movie option.)

Our First Hike on Mount Diablo

Here's a video of us hiking on Mt Diablo. I made this video and posted it on you tube. So now I'm going to try a different kind of video on this blog.

Sunday, May 18, 2008

Slugfest

For you to see into our weird world. This is a group of photos I took back in 2003. Check it out. Long live Movie Maker.

Thursday, May 15, 2008

The Sunset Last Night


The evening grew closer and the heat began to subside. We went into the back yard to feel the cool breeze off of the bay, and we found this. I guess there's something to be said about hot, still evenings with a touch of particulate matter in the atmosphere. :)

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Birth-Day!

They came. And they kept on coming.
Total count.....10!
4 boys and 6 girls.
They are beautiful and healthy and mama is wonderful.
Here are some pics.
And just to let you know, they were all sold before they were conceived. Each of them will go to a family that wants to do sports with them.
Here's Michael's website so you can check it all out.
If you look under "dogs" then under "breedings" you'll see the "W" litter listed.

www.loupsdusoleil.com

Here's Joujou playing they day before she gave birth.

Here's the fantastic 10!

Monday, May 12, 2008

Chora,malade, krank, больно, άρρωστοι, enfermo....

Whatever language you use, I AM SICK!
I came down with the worst cold last night. I woke up stuffed and achey and really didn't want to go to work, much less hang out in class until after 9pm. But I can't miss any class time because it is such an advantage to be there. I get so much information about the projects - more than I would just by reading the syllabus.
Anyway, the good news is that our dog started having puppies tonight. She had her first one at 5pm. My husband is going to keep me updated, via email posts, about her progress.
This is a head shot of the mama. Her name is JouJou. It loosely means teddybear/little toy in French.

I'll load some pictures of her pregnant and then with her babies tomorrow.
The first one that came out was a girl and she was perfect.
Hopefully I'll get home in time to see her have a few more.

Until tomorrow.....
carol

Monday, May 5, 2008

Now

It has been 12 days since my husband's mum passed away and I'm finding it quite exhausting to catch up with everything I put aside while she was in the hospital and afterward. Not only do I have tons of work to do, but I find that I'm totally emotionally and physically exhausted. I'm sure it has to do with getting very little sleep. But moreover, I have realized how much strength it takes to live within the kind of intense emotion that comes when someone you love dearly is ending their life right before you eyes. I have known her since I was 17 years old... back when I fell in love my husband during the high school days.
It's weird how our reality has changed.
And yet, there are moments that I can forget that all this has happened. I mean, I can go on about my days and become completely engrossed in all my daily activities and almost enjoy the feeling that everything is the same as it was before......that nothing has changed. Then I have the urge to call her or I come across one of the myriad household gifts she gave me over the years, and all the feelings of sorrow come surging back and I break down crying, alone in my kitchen, holding a serving bowl.
I miss her.
I know that she wouldn't want us to fall apart. I know that she would want us to continue our lives the best way we can. And we intend to. I just can't believe we can't talk to her anymore. It sucks.