Dog Shi-ca-ca

By now hopefully all two of our readers have caught up on the fact that we are no longer in New Zealand. We have returned to the land of the Obama's, Clinton's and McCain's. We aren't making this political, we are only mentioning this because we thought we might miss this very controversial election, come November, and seeing as neither of the choices are good ones we were not unhappy about missing all the ensuing drama.

But back to the task at hand...updating you, our lone reader. (yes, you Jen.) Other than major family drama that i'll spare you from at this current time, Paul and i celebrated our 1 year anniversary. Our original celebration destination was a toss up between Rotorua Mud Baths in New Zealand that come complete with cabins, tea time and mud OR surfing in Piha (world class beach) and we figured we couldn't go wrong. Our surprise return to the states took us for a loop, a BIG loop, therefore landing us in Indianapolis on our special date and calling in a compromise: the promise of a dog, our very own. Our current problem is: we are a little on the homeless side and its easier to find a bed for two people than a bed for two people and a dog. Not sure why, but not all people are dog lovers, so, we decided on this faux-furry creature for the time being. Our only solace is that we don't have to walk him or pick up his daily poo.