that other dog's not as cute as ours

The picture Keith used was just an example of Goldendoodles.
Here's a picture of our doodle, Dodger.

New Hogan?

Sunday afternoon in the paper there was an add in the classifieds advertising Goldendoodles. Sara and I are convinced that is the perfect dog for us. Temperament of a Golden Retriever and no shedding. They are normally very pricey but we found someone 2 hours up north who is selling puppies for cheap. I think Sara and I are going to take a road trip. So don't tell her until its for sure, but Rita might be an aunt.

some things are better left unsaid

I took the night off from unpacking last week to write thank you's. It was the perfect activity for a night when I had a stomach ache and Keith had a bee in his bonnet about assembling our new media cabinet.

Towards the end, however, I got a little out of sorts. I actually wrote a thank you to Troy and Faith that said, "I especially appreciate your willingness to come and do all the crappy jobs. No wonder God called you into the mission field."

I wasn't quite sure it was the best sentiment for a thank-you. However, it's good for a laugh here, eh?

Let's re-name this "Faith's Blog"

Hey fam,
Troy and I just ran away for the weekend to Traverse City for some wine-tasting-pool tanning- sleeping in late-good time. Though it was a blast, it left me wishing I could have stayed for another two days, at least. We are still in denial that our vacation is over, and we have been traipsing around all day in our jammies with the curtains drawn; tiptoeing around shutting windows behind the madly door bell ringing kids of our neighborhood. Can't anyone give a girl on unemployment a BREAK??!

love you all. Hope you had a good weekend too.
Peace

I love my new house!!!

Hey, K+S... a few days before you move into your new digs. I am so excited for you, and I can't wait to arrange furniture. I think the Lord gave you a killer house, that you can play with, grow into, build on, and enjoy! I'm so so sooooo happy for you. See you Saturday.
F

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Hello Hogans, I hope all is well with you. The interviews have been coming along swimmingly. There is just one more with Psychiatrist Brinks (gulp). Dad says he can 'read people' really well. I am already nervous that I will reveal something stupid by saying nothing at all. What questions do you think he will ask us? 1$ to the best reply.

(They aren't going to let THIS guy go, are they??!!)

I'm blogging, I'm blogging...

Here is my first picture

Mom's test

But how do you do pictures?

I'm trying this thing out...

Yikes! I'm blogging! What a metrotechnilogicalgeek I am. I don't know how to add a picture like the rest of you. Actually, I don't have a picture either. I'll learn that one another time. I'm just hoping to remember how to find this blog again on another day.

I'm so sorry you're ill, Sara. I'm praying for you and also that Keith won't damage you any further.

I hope to see all of you GR kids on Sunday. It's been a long time! I love you all. Mom

So. Sara is not feeling well. Her throat is swollen and sore and she is getting a cold.
This is bad news for her in more ways than you might think. It not only means she is feeling out of sorts and still has to work, It also means that I have to take care of her.
As a good husband I take this job seriously. Unfortunately I suck at it.
I have had to take care of a sick Sara twice before. The first time I managed to lock us out of our house when she was in her pajamas and was not wearing any shoes. The second time I thought I was being thoughtful and got her a large gatorade but as she took the first big gulp, I stepped on the gas and basically poured half of it down her shirt.
Last night I made a fine dinner of black charred brats and threw mustard at her.
Frankly, I am surprised she doesn't just go to her parents house at the first sign of illness.
Pray for her to get better soon and for safety from her loving husband.