Thanksgiving

I just got Rick Rolled by Hooters!

Secondly, if you haven't received your save-the-date yet, hold off on the sweatpants--you are not necessarily a total loser. We haven't sent them out yet, but we will soon.

We went down to Houston to spend Thanksgiving with the Martinez clan. Lizett's grandmother was in town, along with some nth cousins and a brand new arrival, Melissa. There's this adorable picture of Lizett and I sitting with week-old Melissa and I was going to write a hilaaaaaaaarious post claiming she was ours, but then Mario never sent us the picture. Perhaps he sensed was was about to occur.

Thanksgiving day was pretty standard. I had my standard meal of a small slice of ham and a single roll. I listened to a whole lot of Spanish and awkwardly joined in the laughter when it seemed appropriate. Normally Lizett's fam switches over to English when I'm in town, but with the extended family in town that wasn't really practical and as a result I spent a lot of time with a vacant smile on my face, nodding at nothing in particular. It was a good time though. We played this game called Loteria which is like a mildly racist version of good ol' American Bingo, and I ruled all. I even pulled out my best Spanish pronunciation to call out the squares and no one seized or punched me.

Swarlos had his Thanksgiving too. We went back to Lizett's house in the middle of the festivities to feed and walk old Swarleyhorse, only to discover a path of destruction beyond our wildest imaginings. Normally we crate him when we're gone, because he is just a puppy after all, but her parents felt bad for him and insisted we leave him out to nap in luxury. Huge. Mistake. Along the All Fatal Ingestion Casa de Martinez Destruction Tour, Swarley ate:

1) Several plastic wrapped sacks of candy
2) A balloon
3) A razor
4) A cell phone
5) A lithium-ion battery
6) A pair of glasses w/case

Swarley did NOT eat:

1) His food
2) His treats
3) His toys

Later, in classic Thanksgiving fashion, he vomited everywhere.

RaaaaaaAAAAAAAAGE!

Wasn't something written here before?

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Andrew the skunk & Natalie the princess


Claire the pumpkin & Gwen the bee

Punchie From Oven

Well, the wedding is off again.

Haha, just a little my-weddings-keep-getting-canceled humor! Everything is great, just thought I'd manufacture some drama to mark my first real post in a month or so. The wedding plans are going swimmingly, and those of you who aren't total losers should be receiving your save-the-dates in two or three weeks.

The truth is, nothing terribly interesting has been happening lately. CW has proved beyond any doubt that he is not in fact a robot genius by throwing away the longest winning streak in NCAA history with a stubborn and bizarre refusal to kick the game-winning field goal. We all know you have giant balls dude, we've seen the dance. This is like Braveheart where William Wallace's bold-bordering-on-foolhardy tactics seemed all heroic and inspiring but then he ended up overextending himself and Longshanks beheaded his ass. Pretty much exactly like that.

Big news: yesterday for the first time I ran a full 20 minutes with nary a twinge in my shin. This was my first pain-free run in...2007. 5 weeks of oh-so-careful training and I'm finally at the average starting point of a normal human being. HOOOUUUGGGHHHBRBRBRBRBBR!!

November will be the month of intensive GRE studying. Being the only sibling without a graduate degree is getting awfully embarrassing, so I plan on enrolling in OSU's Higher Ed Admin program next fall. I figure if I schedule the test for the end of the month, it'll still give me plenty of time to reschedule for mid-December after I totally bomb it as a result of not having used my brain for anything but blogging and Guitar Hero for the past five years.

Adorable Halloween pictures of my niecews will be forthcoming.