Raising a Jedi

Before Nate was even born, Brian bought him a light saber. And he got one for himself. Oh, and a third one for our other unborn (and un-conceived) child. I did not think Nate would be interested in this until much later... I guess I was wrong:

Arts Fest '08

So from the title of this you probably think I got some great photos of Nate on PSU campus or with some cool art or enjoying a performance. But I didn't. I got this:


Nate hearts chicken planks.

Overall it was an awesome weekend- perfect weather, tons of great booths, and Nate was so happy and pleasant. His favorite part was playing with his cousin Skeet (a 2 year old black lab) and Aunt Angie (Uncle Scott was away for work). Aunt Angie even watched him one night so Brian and I could go out and have a couple of beers.

Of course, trying to get into a bar in State College is similar to Boy George trying to enter the US. I showed my ID at The Skeller stating that I am indeed 32 (ok, 33 next month). But my license is a duplicate- because when I changed my name, my ID hadn't expired- so they wouldn't let me in. My response to this was unprintable. So Brian and I headed to a bar out of town with me completely dumbfounded that after 12 years of successfully entering bars, taverns, state stores, and beer distributors that I could not get into a dive bar. Probably better- I don't much care for drunk college kids.

Cat Litter: 1 - Shelly: 0

So I went to Target to get- among other things- cat litter. Normally I get a 21 lb box but my friend Erin had given me a heads up that they had the big buckets for the same price. When you have four cats (and Erin does as well), this is exciting news.

So off I go to my favorite store to spend way more money than I intended (as usual). I stop in the clothes and the kid section and the home section and finally get to the pet section. I find aforementioned bucket of litter at which point I someone lean my knee into the side of the bucket right as I pick up the handle and pinch a 2 inch long section of skin. Ouch. This hurts. But besides hurting, it looks BAD. Like I was attacked with a curling iron.

So it's 5 days later and I have what appears to be a purple burn mark on my leg. But I have plenty of litter.

MortifiCATion

So nothing weird has happened. Which is a little weird itself...

Well, Hobbs did get groomed which is always good for a giggle. I LOVE our groomer. She comes to the house and has a whole grooming studio in her van. She's so sweet and does a fantastic job without traumatizing Hobbs. But she always puts a bandana and bow on Hobbs which I find HILARIOUS and Hobbs finds completely humiliating.

It's been a busy summer so far with lots more on the schedule! Our big excitement so far was Nate's 1st trip to the zoo. I had a great time. Nate had no clue what was happening. But he got to pet a deer which he loved:

And I'm growing something on my tomato plant- and it looks kind of like a tomato!! Stay tuned to see if my black thumb actually produces something edible or if it turns out to be one of those salmonella tomatoes you've been hearing about.