Friday, May 28, 2010

The Cone of Shame is Serious

I am definitely running the risk of sounding like the crazy cat lady by posting another cat post, but this is a good one.  Promise.

Our two kitties had a "procedure" shortly after moving to Atlanta.  When I picked them up, I had a shocking, horrified moment when I realized they both had on the dreaded cones.  However, the vet prefers to call them "E-Collars".  Whatever.  They're cones.

These two cones were supposed to be left on for a whole week.  It was the saddest sight, seeing them walk around and bump into things with the cones....  So.  I cheated and took them off early.  Even though I removed them, they caused so much emotional damage that one of our cats made a suicide attempt.  For real.

One afternoon, I realized it was just a little too quiet in the apartment.  I walked around calling for Captain.  Calling, calling and calling and no answer.  I thought maybe he was just hiding and went back to work but couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.  It suddenly hit me that I had left the second floor porch door open and maybe he had decided to make a run for it.  As I was peering over the porch railing, looking at my car that was parked just below the porch - I noticed kitty prints on my car roof then a big smudge down the windshield (where said kitty had slid down the glass), then more prints on the hood.

I raced downstairs and found Captain hovering and shaking underneath my car.

Phew.  Suicide attempt failed. 

Needless to say, the porch is now off limits for kitties.

Soooo sad.  I hate the cones.

The scene of the crime

The kitties will never see this porch.  Ever. Again.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Our First Marathon

OK, so not really.  It was just a 5K, but it sure did feel like a marathon!  It's all relative, right?

Several weeks ago, TB decided he would get involved in some of the social activities at his new job and signed us both up for the race.  Key words here:

"Several weeks ago."

I'm a planner, can get pretty competitive and also a casual runner.  These three things do not go together with signing up for a race just a few weeks in advance. 

So the weeks leading up to the race were filled with evening runs around our new neighborhood.  I'd like to say that we were one of those cute couples that you see running together down the road.  Unfortunately, I'm too slow for TB, so he finishes our course and then I arrive 5-10 minutes later.  Occasionally, if he loves me a lot that day, he'll start to run back through the course to find me - just to make sure I didn't get abducted somewhere along the way.  How nice of him.

It seems that this one little race has created a monster.  TB obsessively checked the race website for days afterward so he could see how he ranked.  He already has plans to run a 10K and who knows, maybe we will run our first "real" marathon one day.....

So the race really wasn't in a parking garage, but we forgot to take an actual running picture until we were about to leave.....

Wednesday, May 19, 2010


Yes yes, there's been a bit of silence over here on the 'ol blog. But, we did indeed move to Atlanta and have been here since the beginning of April.
In order to introduce ourselves to our new city we took a Saturday and did a Tour O'Atlanta. We took in a little festival at Piedmont Park, went to a Braves game and did a marathon (or a 5K - but it felt like a marathon, more details on this one coming soon) through a portion of downtown.
All in all, we've been enjoying the new city and are glad we made this move! If only we could find a house....

Can't go to a festival without a corndog.

A view of downtown from the park.

Lllamas are even at Piedmont Park.

Turner Field

TB at his very first Braves game!