I lost my engagement ring.

Britt's entry -

Or, to be more accurate, Cooter lost it.

Cooter likes to curl up in the bathroom sink and watch us get ready, and he also enjoys digging through my things to find hair clips and rubber bands he can play with. He bats them around and carries them through the house. I usually take off my ring when I get ready for bed so I don't get soaps and lotions on it, and I put it under my makeup bag so he doesn't mess with it.

I woke up on Thursday morning and it wasn't there anymore. I looked under the bag, in the bag, all over the counter, all over the ground nearby - no ring. I spent most of the morning looking under the bed and in every crevasse in the bedroom. I took another, smaller ring and tried to fit it down the sink, but the stopper got in the way, so I knew the engagement ring wouldn't have fit. But, I took the trap apart just in case and found... nothing.

I was kind of hoping Sean had picked it up and put it in a safe place, or hid it from me to teach me a lesson, but nope, he didn't know where it was either. I got home Thursday night and he had scoured the whole house with a flashlight, and even taken apart the whole bed, but couldn't find it either. We looked with flashlights under all the cupboards and trim and edges we would think of. I found a lot of hair clips and rubber bands, but no ring. And Cooter just watched us, not saying a word about where it might be. We even told him that if he brought it back, he wouldn't have to get neutered next week.

So Friday night I cleaned out the vacuum canister and started vacuuming in every place I could think of, hoping I hear it getting sucked up. Still, lots of rubber bands, milk jug tops, and assorted other Cooter-toys, but no ring.

Sean and I started moving appliances, starting with the fridge. And there it was, way in the back, behind the wheel where we couldn't see it looking under with the flashlight.

What a relief!! That would have been a very unexpected wedding expense. And since Cooter didn't help, he'll still lose his balls on Wednesday. We had a deal.

A whirlwind. Well, more like a twister or Hurricane Katrina.

Britt's post -

Whew, it's been awhile since I put something up here, but that's not because there wasn't anything going on. We've been super busy preparing for the holidays and the wedding all at once. Last weekend we went to Sean's parent's house in Seabeck for their family Christmas, so we had to have all our shopping done early! Their family is really gracious about always holding Christmas on some other weekend so that no one has to choose between households for the holidays. The kids were all great, the family was wonderful, lots of food and fun! Nicholas won at Pictionary and Aleah showed us she's over her shyness - that girl opened up overnight and became a talkin' machine and a big ham to boot!

Christmas 2007

I think we're most proud, though, that Roscoe didn't pee on anything in the house - way to go buddy!! Such a special day *sniff*

Since getting engaged on October 31st, I bought my wedding dress, we picked our location (which comes with catering) and date, we booked our photographer and officiant and are working on a DJ/MC and the rehearsal dinner. All that will be left soon is to say, "I do! I seriously, really, really, do, baby! Whoo-hoo! Yeah!" or something along those lines. You can see more at http://www.seanandbrittgetmarried.com/.

This coming weekend we have Christmas festivities at Sean's sister, Tanya's, house in Sequim, with his dad's side of the family. Still not done shopping yet, but we're close!

I love the holidays, but man, I could use a nap. Mmmmm, nap. *drool*

Jumper makes a decision.

Britt's entry -

Last week, Sean got home and Jumper was sleeping in our bed. Now, normally, that wouldn't be such a big deal, right? I mean, cats like to sleep, and beds are comfortable, makes sense. The thing is, the day we brought Roscoe home in January, Jumper didn't step foot inside again.

We brought him in a few times to show him that it was ok, or to give him a break from the cold, but he struggled and tensed up and made a break for the cat door every time. The cat hasn't suffered, though. He has a nice perch on the workbench, complete with a towel over a heating pad, and, let's face it, this was his choice. Well, apparently he's changed his mind. He now walks right past the dog and into the bedroom and sets up for a nap. Go figure.

Riding the SLUT *giggity*

Britt's entry -

SLUT stands for South Lake Union Trolley, and I was the on the very first ride for the purple car! It waited at the stop outside my building during the opening ceremonies, and I got on and waited for it to start up, which was based on when the Mayor's trolley was ready at Westlake. I'm part of history!

Our neighbors like Christmas. And the Seahawks.

Britt's entry -

Every year our neighbors down the road go all out on their Christmas decorations. They staple lights across every inch of the front of their house and the roof, they spread lights across the lawn and all over the tree in their front yard, they have all the blow-up decorations one person can fit into 300 square feet - it's a Christmas bonanza.

But, it's probably pretty easy to decorate for Christmas when you never took down the lights from last year. Yep. I guess there comes a point when you're closer to next December than the previous and you just let go.

So Sean and I were driving past the other day and were surprised to see that they were building a huge framework in the driveway and getting ready to attach lights to it. But, we couldn't figure out what it was from our angle. It didn't take long before they mounted it on their roof and that Seahawks logo was a beacon of team spirit for all to see. Freakin' thing looks seriously professional. We're pretty impressed.