DMV nightmare and Step

So as many of you know, I am married. and when you get married you have the joyous task of having to physically change your name everywhere it is documented importantly; passport, license, school records, social security, as well as switching your bank account, which actually is joyous!

So today is a story about getting my license. Jeff and I were smart in the sense that instead of going to the DMV that I have always gone to we went out to Draper -which is far but SO worth it! It was 2:30 in the afternoon, and we waited like 30 seconds before we got called up. I will always go there. Plus we get to drive by the Midway to Heaven billboard, Ikea, and the Trafalga water slides- so ya know, it is kinda awesome! haha


The disaster at the DMV occurred immediately after I arrived and they said, "Ok, just sit down and we'll take your picture." I seriously considered just coming back. And I know that everyone says that their picture is bad, but this was bad- we went right after gymming it up. Whatever. After I checked in and took the picture, and accepted the awfulness. I was then called up and the sweet gentleman helping me asked me if I had ever seen the movie the Little Rascals (of course I have). He then asked me if I remembered the one whos hair stuck up (yes, Alfalfa). Then he told me that my picture kinda looked like him. Yes my hair was sticking straight up! I think that he felt that I needed a re-do cause he told me to go back to the counter, BUTT everybody and re-take my picture. So I did, in front of all those angry people.


I was sad too, because I was prepared for my last picture and I liked it. And I only took it last year. The DMV must not trust people. Rude.

And onto my next story. I don't know what my deal is, but I must be feeling pretty confident in my athletic abilities. Jeff and I got gym memberships for Christmas, and we have been pretty good about using them. I am kind of taking it to the next level by taking full advantage of their classes. And now that I think about it -it's a little bit silly that I do this. So far I have gone to Yoga and Step. Upcoming I have bodypump, cycle, and zumba to conquer.


Tonight I journeyed into Step. And I was WAY over my head! The picture above is kinda the only material needed and somehow I still sucked. But I think that everyone there is kinda professional, so it's only normal I don't know whats going on.


And the Instructor... instead of saying things like right and left, he just says "reverse." (WHAT?) And instead of simple sayings like "step up" (hence, the class name) he says things like "six step" "straddle" "mambo" "make it fancy" "skip" It was all very confusing, and there are some people there who are legit dancers and they will spin their arms and kick high kicks. I was just so out of my league. I was kinda walking around the platform. But I was sweating and I was tired- so yeah I'll go again. I tried to convince Jeff to come with me, and I wish MORE THAN ANYTHING that he did!


Sometimes I get nervous that I will go through an entire class and will realize at the end that there is someone in there that I know- I am so terrible I would be so embarrassed!

R.I.P King Louie

I am reading this over and realize that this is sort of like a journal entry... so I apologize in advance for the blabbing on and on, that is if you decide to read it.

Today has been a little bit sad. I am putting my cat to sleep. And I didn't think that I was that attached to him but apparently I really am because I have been teary all morning. He is such a sweet cat but he has a lot of struggles that we cannot keep up with.

*and now I have to explain them so you don't think I am just a cat-killer for no reason.

Louie is a Himalayan. Which are pretty high-end cats. Both his parents were show cats and had won awards. We got Louie about 5 years ago, I had to beg beg beg my Dad to let me get one. And then I had to drive to Logan to pick him up and fork out $250.00! He was probably the cutest kitten you had ever seen! When we got him he was litter trained and then somewhere down the road he lost that bit of training... You do not understand how much $$$ has gone into that cat; buying new furniture, throwing blankets and clothes away, getting our carpets cushions, mattresses, pillows cleaned, etc. We have seriously tried so many different things to help him. We have bought every different kitty litter you can, we seriously had a cat-therapist come ( I dunno- my Mom hears she worked wonders...), we had tried anxiety medicine, Everything that anyone has suggested we have tried and nothing has worked. So we have decided that there is just amissing link- he just doesnt get it, He has peed and pooed in EVERY room of our house, and probably on 30% of the furniture. And we can't just let him be an outdoor cat becaus ehe is de-clawed and has a bully-cat that gets him. And he has had some pretty bad battle scars over the years.

It has become a really hard thing to deal with... We stress every time we go out of town. There is NO ONE to give him away too- he isn't very appealing sounding right? And I refuse to take him to the pound where he may or may not get adopted, if he does- he will probabaly just go back/fourth from the pound to another home, or he will be abused because his problem. And if he doesnt get adopted that means he spends the last of his life in a cage (too sad). And I'd be too anxious that entire week to know what happened with him and too nervous when he goes to a home. It just won't work that way.

We have talked to our vet many times this week and over the years about what to do, and we just think this is the right conclusion. And I will see him in heaven right? I was really talking to my friend about this and how all animals go to heaven- so he'll for sure be there.