Monday, June 11, 2007
Saturday was very productive. We went to my place to pick up my birth certificate, then the passport office. When we got there a whole 20 minutes before it closed, there was no line. I was gleeful and turned to Chris to say, “Maybe showing up late wasn’t so bad after all!” Then I heard a “Psssst! The line’s back here, miss!” I turned around and there we had it – a good 10-person-deep line. But s’all good – I got my passport application submitted and a receipt to prove it, which means I’m good to travel to Canada, Mexico, and the Caribbean anytime before late-September.

Chris had to stop by the hospital, which was close to the Costco, so we went there too. Costco is deadly, I’m telling ya. We needed some more of those sanitizing wipes for when the puppies have accidents, but you can’t buy just one container – oh, no. You have to buy three. And we hadn’t done an inventory before we left the house, and Patty wasn’t answering her phone, so we bought more laundry detergent, dishwashing liquid, and dishwasher powder. You know, just to be safe. Chris informed me after we got home and he put the stuff away that we now two HUGE bins of laundry detergent, two HUGE containers of dishwashing liquid, and SIX BOXES of dishwasher powder. Later, when we were talking about spending money, I brought up to Chris that he spent $317 at Costco earlier. He replied, “Yes, but that was for NECESSITIES. They were things we NEEDED.” Then he paused. “You know, within the next three years.” :D

We also got the air conditioning in the Corolla fixed on Saturday, so that was GOOD.

Saturday night, we went out for a nice little boat ride. It had been a long time since we took the boat out at night, and was it gorgeous. Totally calm and quiet. Went to say hi to the iguanas under Sunrise Blvd; they missed us.

Sunday we both slept LATE. Then Chris, ever the good boy, went for his second long run of the weekend. Me? I watched the rest of Wedding Crashers in bed. We made pancakes and then went to a movie (Knocked Up, which was alright). Did math. Ate dinner. Laughed at poor Gretchey, who is having her period so has to wear a little denim doggy diaper around the house.

The kittens are growing amazingly, and still so cute. We had lots of snuggly time with them this weekend.

Hmm, I think that's all for now!
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I'm Stacey. I'm a 31(!)-year-old Wisconsin girl living in sunny South Florida. The highlights in my life are my lovely boyfriend, my aloof cats, my adorable/adoring stepdogs, my two lumbering tortoises, select family members, being outside, being underwater, taking pictures, yadda yadda. Stay tuned for lots of babbling!

Location: Fort Lauderdale, Florida, United States


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Making a difference

A small boy lived by the ocean. He loved the creatures of the sea, especially the starfish, and he spent much of his time exploring the seashore.

One day the boy learned there would be a minus tide that would leave the starfish stranded on the sand.

When the tide went out, he went down to the beach, began picking up the stranded starfish, and tossing them back into the ocean.

An elderly man who lived next door came down to the beach to see what the boy was doing. Seeing the man's quizzical expression, the boy paused as he approached. "I'm saving the starfish!" the boy proudly declared.

When the neighbor saw all of the stranded starfish he shook his head and said: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, young man, but if you look down the beach, there are stranded starfish as far as the eye can see. And if you look up the beach the other way, it's the same. One little boy like you isn't going to make much of a difference."

The boy thought about this for a moment. Then he reached his small hand down to the sand, picked up another starfish, tossed it out into the ocean, and said: "Well, I sure made a difference for that one!"

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