Did we get the Apartment?

Yes! Yesssssss!!!!

Hurrah!

I think I've finally got this here journal to look exactly the way I want it to, within the scope of my ability. I'm learning a little about html along the way, but it's incredibly frustrating... it seems that once I finally get something to work and look the way I want it to, only half the time do I understand why it worked the way it did. I seem to have gotten the hang of some bits, though. I can't wait until we can afford for me to take a class or 2... I want to know what I'm doing!!

Also, the wait is on... we're waiting on pins and needles for the call to let us know whether or not we get the apartment that we really want now in Colorado... We should know by tomorrow... wish us luck!!

Finding Old Friends

Hurrah! Mr.M had a super-good day yerterday... He finally managed to track down his best friends in Colorado! He was shouting, and running around, and just generally jumping out of his skin with excitedness! This could get a bit confusing on here, since there are 2 C's, and another A(since my best friend is an A as well). I can't give them nicknames like Azathoth does on his site, because I haven't met them yet. Ah well, I'll just have to be a bit more descriptive here and there. Anyhow, Mr.M hasn't spoken to any of them in around 4 years, simply because when he came back to CT, he had to do so very suddenly due to a family emergency, and just lost track of them in the fallout. He got stuck here in CT because of financial issues, lucky for me! Of course he was absolutely miserable being here(until he met me, of course), missing his life and friends in CO so much that he didn't even want to find them at first, since talking to them hurt so much, knowing that he couldn't go back. Well, then it was too late; the phone numbers were lost or disconnected, and he met me, and we got on with our life together, always knowing that someday we'd get back and find them, somehow. Well, now we are going back, and so last night we sat down in front of the computer and decided that, before the night was out, we'd find someone. It took about 20 frustrating calls to either wrong numbers, or disconneted ones; about 2 hours on 'white pages' style websites, and then bingo! Mr.M remembered where[not the address, mind you, just how to get there from the pool hall!]C&A had bought a house shortly before he left, so he grabbed the mapbook, and found the name of the street, and then we did a reverse address search at one of the white pages websites for the names and phone numbers of everyone on that street. Lo and behold, there they were! One more phone call, she answers the phone; Mr.M says, "Hi, is this A...?" "Yes..." And then the jumping about and "OhMyGod"-ing began! I'm so happy for him, and am now even more excited(if that's even possible) about moving out there with my one and only. I can't wait!!

Goodbye, Bear.

My dog died this morning.

I got Bear, a beautiful little Shih Tzu, when I was 12. Now I'm 28, going on 29 in October, which makes him about 16 years old - or about a million in doggy years. I love(d) him with all my heart. He loved pizza, toast with butter & grape jelly, ritz crackers, and everyone he met(except for one of my exes, who turned out to be physically and mentally abusive; he cowered under the kitchen table and growled until he left. Good boy. I should have listened.). His favorite toy was always just an old sock with a knot tied in the middle. Any cute little plastic or stuffed toys I ever bought him, he'd just eat; but he loved killing the hell out of any sock he could get ahold of. He was full of his usual energy and happiness, sneezing all over my ankles like always, despite being mostly blind and mostly deaf, and could still sniff out a pizza at 100 yards, right up until last week, when he just stopped eating. He knew it was his time to go. He died while I was at work, sometime between midnight and 2am. He'll be buried this morning with a brand new [old] sock, with a knot in the middle of course, in my parent's garden. I can't seem to stop crying, and can hardly see the words I'm typing.

Bear, my little baby, I'll miss you so much. Goodbye.