This blog is an in progress photo document of my transition from civilian wife to military wife.

Saturday, March 27, 2010

Day 72

very proud of my first photo shoot in my finished home studio





Behold the sunburnt browless wonder.

Today I had a yard sale and a photoshoot.  I got a sunburnt nose and amazing photos of my aspiring model friend.  Rewarding day. 

Day 71

Sarah had to see her "history crush," Tommy J.  My legs almost fell of from all the walking we had done by that point, but Sarah was happy. :)


an elevator the size of my bedroom


ah the cherry blossoms

Vanna White-house...Get it? xD

I kept falling behind because I take too many pictures.  The cherry blossoms were gorgeous!

illegally taken snapshot!

brave birdies


Mark Rothko

silly in the sculpture garden

Did I mention I saw the president in DC?

The living hallway was so much fun!

FIELD TRIP!
Today was our class trip to DC.  I visited the National Gallery, the Hischorne, and the sculpture gardens.  I also walked in the freezing cold all day long, missed Buddy, and didn't get dinner.  All in all, it was a great though.  I got to hang out with my friends the whole time and look at art.You can't beat that!  The coolest thing I saw all day was a video by Sophie Greenberg called "Black Box."  It was about consumerism, and it was genius.  Look it up!

Day 70

Jelly Bellies are the devil.  They're delicious, addictive, and fattening.  At least their name is fitting.

Day 69


Have I ever mentioned that I live next door to my granny, who just so happens to be my B.F.F.?  Well, I do.  Today we painted our toenails.  She has an interesting approach.

Day 68



THE EARTH IS ALIVE AGAIN


Day 67




His & Hers

Monday, March 22, 2010

Day 66

Mia died.  It was horrible.  I finally had her euthanized.  I wish I had known that she wouldn't make it.  She suffered so much in vain.  I'm exhausted and heartbroken.  I was going to take a photo of her today as an update, but no one needs to see her that way.  The whites of her eyes were black this morning when I picked her up, and she was skin and bones.  She wagged her little tail when she saw me though!  She stayed awake and stared at me for about 2 hours on the way to the regular vet.  She used her last bit of strength to get her front half on my lap, and then she was unconscious.  I couldn't wake her up.  It was literally 1 mile from the vet that she lost consciousness.  I could feel her tiny heart beating on my leg way harder than it should've been and her breathing was labored.  Her nose had water coming out and she voided her bowels.  I couldn't let her suffer anymore.  I honestly think that she would have died within the next 10 minutes, but at least that was 10 minutes she didn't have to suffer.  It was so hard.  I stayed with her and talked to her while they put her to rest.  She still had the IV catheter in her leg from the emergency clinic so they didn't even have to stick her.  She didn't deserve to suffer like that.  She was only 3 months old.  I will never get another dog as long as  I live.  It feels like I have lost a child.   I am completely heartbroken.