It's That Time Of The Year Again
Here we are at the end of the year, waiting for the final moments of 2005 to tick down so we can usher in another year. Another year older? Check, true every year. Another year wiser? Maybe. Nonetheless, I offer you 2005 In Review in pictures and now, in words!
January: We took the dogs for a walk. And I had a cold. I also chose not to summarize 2004, so I guess you're coming out ahead on this year already.
Riley learned to crawl and we started preparing in earnest to try and have a baby.
I revived my webcam and WhileSeated had his fun with it:
We also went to Vegas and pulled off some extremely satisfying wins to get to the finals in the hockey tournament.
We were tired, but happy.
The babies grew a crapload, starting from moments like these.
February: I missed caffeine and beer. A lot. I stopped caring about school. Viv and I had Doodie tourette's. Rainie and Patrick got their vaccines and both had reactions to it, though Rainie's was much cuter:
. Gus and Zeus continued their 'I love you but don't look me in the eye' relationship:
We actually went 2 weeks without seeing the babies and were greeted with this, when we finally did get there:
March: Heidi and Marc had to put Roscoe to sleep after he bit the shit out of Heidi. I swear his soul passed through me as he left.
We went to Disneyland and I rode every damn ride I could, knowing that soon we'd start trying to get knocked up and I wouldn't be able to anymore. Sue's son Eric got very sick, though he would go on to get much sicker in the summer, then wow us all by becoming a miracle man. I went to work and did some stuff on the computer.
April: The dogs ate everything in the fridge. I did homework, I watched TV. I had a really stupid, totally not my fault car accident with a woman who ended up being quite nasty so I made her ass pay for all the imaginary damage they could find. Zeus tried to kill himself, spending a very costly and scary week in the doggie ER.
On April 30, my Grandma died. I still can't write that without crying.
May: I spoke at her funeral, which was about the hardest thing I've ever done. We went to Denver and got our asses kicked, and Heather got hurt. We won't go to that tourney again. I finished all my coursework for grad school. Zeus fell in love with Cheddah.
The babies got a wagon.
June: I played a tourney with some former Seals in Tahoe. We won and it was excellent. We started trying to get pregnant. It didn't work, though we tried on some funny hats while we were in San Francisco for the spermadventure.
We hired a Nice Man to build a new fence in our backyard and started plotting our patio. Thomas moved in, beginning the Summer of Suck. I bought Betty Shinka.
July: Round 2 of insemination madness, this time the home version. Again, failure and disappointment.
I tried on some ugly glasses. We refinanced our house and Eric got quite sick. We discovered that Zeus is about to turn 13 -- tomorrow! Gus was cute:
August: We stopped talking about our insemination attempts. I guess because we got tired of hearing people offer their own sperm services. We had a fabulous DisneyWorld trip, which I scored for super cheap on the computer Internet. Zeus shared a crate with Rainie for the night.
September: On 9/4, I woke up to pee on a stick for the thousandth time this year and found this:
It worked! I was With Child. Naturally, we went to Hooters that night. Thomas moved out and we were happy. I pretty much stopped giving a crap about my thesis and started giving lots of craps about this baby.
December (because I'm tired): Found out that Murray is a girl. With a very nice set of toes: