First, I’d like to thank everyone again for the kind thoughts and notes. Even without knowing what was wrong, you’ve all been so good to me. Now it’s time I let you know how things stand.

Chris and I met in 1999, in Seattle, Washington. He was walking his Basenji (Gus), and I was walking mine (Ike). We just happened to be at the same park at the same day, with the same breed of dog. After talking for a few minutes, we realized that if we hadn’t met that day, we would have met the next – as we both had plans to attend a Basenji Playday in a nearby town. Chris has always said that this is more than a coincidence, and that we were destined to meet.

	After that, we became instant friends and talked to each other nearly every day. We saw each other frequently, with the excuse of getting the dogs together to play. It wasn’t long before we quit with the excuses, and just started dating. This photo of Gus and Ike was taken on the day after we met. They were instant best friends, too.
	Over the last eight years, we’ve lived in four different houses and traveled the world.
	We have had long-term plans of building our dream home in Illinois, with plenty of room for the dogs to run.
	Our family has grown and changed. We adopted Hank in 2000, and sadly lost him to cancer 4 years later. Since then, we adopted Lou, and sort of accidentally adopted Abe once we realized that he was more than just a foster dog to us.
	We’ve had good times and bad, and highs and lows. Even during the low times, I can confidently say we’ve remained best friends. Everyday I’ve looked forward to waking up next to him, spending time with him, and taking care of him.
	Upon returning home from my trip to Alaska two weeks ago, Chris had an announcement. He is done with me. BOOM.

Now what? Well, I don’t know. Everything that I’ve known as my life, my loves, my family, my home, my future…it has all changed. I’m baffled and angry and sad. I live in a state that is still new to me, over 4000 miles away from my family. The most painful part is that Chris isn’t interested in getting professional help in the hopes of reconciliation.

I’m working on a plan. A plan for me as a single person. A plan I never thought I would have to make.

Surprisingly, I’m holding it together pretty well. After the first two days of nearly constant meltdowns, I’ve realized that I hate feeling like that. I pulled my head out of my ass and decided that was no way to live. I’m doing my best to take care of myself. I’m also being sure to give my dogs all of the love and attention they deserve, which brings me joy in return.

I promise that verypink will once again be a happy place to visit. Soon. I need it to be.

That’s how it stands.

BOOM.

Thanks to everyone – whether you have left me a comment, sent me an email, or just sent good thoughts this way. I felt and smiled at every kind communication you sent. They mean a lot to me.

I am a happy person. I’m a strong person. I’m not worried about my situation, because I’m always okay. Better than okay!

I have two quotes I’d like to share, both by the same brilliant man:

Life is a series of experiences, each one of which makes us bigger, even though sometimes it is hard to realize this. For the world was built to develop character, and we must learn that the setbacks and grieves which we endure help us in our marching onward.
Henry Ford

If you think you can do a thing or think you can’t do a thing, you’re right.
Henry Ford

This is what I see when the doggie treat jar comes out. We can all learn a lesson from these guys about expecting good things to come to us. 🙂

One of the reasons I enjoy doing verypink is the fact that my life generally moves along swimmingly, predictably and without chaos. This gives me the time and energy to have fun with my posts. I adore taking the photos and writing the text. L-O-V-E it.

Unfortunately, I’m unable to muster up the photos OR the funny right now. Things are not moving along swimmingly. I sort of hate the fact that I’m writing a post about not writing a post…but I think this is better than just disappearing. I hope to be back up and running very soon.

Rest assured – everyone is healthy. The dogs are fine. I will be fine again, too.

In the meantime, Lou and Ike.

This is the last post from my Alaska vacation, and it’s Friday. Prepare yourself for fast topic-changes…

		Sixty degrees! I am so not kidding when I tell you that everyone here is in shorts and flip-flops. I’m wearing them, too! Next…!
		Since there were a couple of requests for it, here is my new cut and color. Compliments of my pregnant, hairdresser sister. Self-portrait and a little windy, but you get the idea. Next…!
		Timmy: Look, Mom! I got 100% on my spelling test!
		Molly Renee: Look, Mom! I grew lungs! My sister is very proud of both of her kids. Next…!
		To all of the Deadliest Catch fans out there…ever wonder where the crab pots go during the off-season? Well, they become lawn ornaments.
		Again – so not kidding. This is a very common sight in Kodiak. Next…!
		A prettier scene…this is Kodiak Harbor. The center of commerce in this little city. Next…!
		Phyllis and Izabelle. This is the only pregnancy photo my sister would allow on verypink. She looks good, but she’s feeling kinda huge. I leave here Sunday night, arriving back in Houston early Monday morning. Forgive me if there isn’t a post on Monday. Have a great weekend!

This post is (mostly) a photo series featuring my 7-year-old nephew, Timmy. His mother would like me to include this disclaimer:

Timmy is an active, normal kid who rides his bike, plays in the dirt, annoys the dog, and eats his vegetables.

But he’s also being prepared for an adulthood that involves responding to emails while crossing a busy downtown street. You’ve seen ’em…The Crackberry People. They use their Blackberry phones as if emails and texting are a life and death matter.

Here’s Timmy with his Game Boy…I don’t see much difference.

I suppose I should mention that I’m still visiting my family in Alaska.

		Here he is at a hamburger joint…
		In the car…
		Lunch in the diner…
		At his mom’s hair salon during my cut and color…
		And during last night’s sushi dinner. In twenty years he will have replaced the Game Boy with something that has a QWERTY keyboard…I only hope it’s as much fun as killing bad guys. I’m making fun of the whole thing here, but I have to say: Wow. It’s EASY to take this kid out to dinner.
		On a different note… If you haven’t had the pleasure of eating sushi made from fish that was caught that day and delivered from docks one block from the restaurant, might I suggest it? Mindblowingly delish.
		Mandatory doggie photo: 10-month-old Izabelle. She is my first terrier experience. I’ve never met such a tenacious animal. Sweet, but stubborn.

Whew. I’m here. It took 16 hours…including one successful flight, one missed flight, one denied standby flight, one very chilly flight (I was in shorts)…but I’m here. (On the chilly flight, the outside of the plane actually iced up. Brrrr.)

I can show you what I have seen so far…

		Anchorage wasn’t my final destination, but a nice welcome, nonetheless. I spent a lot of time in this airport. About five hours, to be exact.
		I spent a good amount of time staring at this counter…
		And did a little of this… Alaskan Amber, if you were wondering.
		And a little of this. I had a lot of time to kill.
		When I arrived in Kodiak, it was abundantly clear that I wasn’t in Texas anymore. This photo was taken at 10:30 at night.
		I’m all messed up with the time change, so everyone is asleep except for me and this beast. This is Izabelle. She will have to take over the Basenji content on verypink this week. My next goal: take photos of something other than the airport.

I’m in a mad dash to leave for my summer vacation. No, not going to Mexico or the Caribbean. That would be too ordinary. I’m off to Kodiak, Alaska to visit my family. I’ll be comin’ atcha from Alaska next week, provided I remember all of my passwords for posting.

In the meantime, it’s Friday…

	Chris – I have a message for you. Your Mid-Life Crisis called to say thanks for your recent auto purchase. It sounded really happy on the phone. Next…!
	I am going to be traveling a long-ass way – from the southernmost orange Tums to the northernmost orange Tums. When you look at a map like this, it’s hard to believe that Alaska is even part of the US. Seems like Canada should get it, simply because it would be a cheaper flight for Canadians. Next…!
	No, you have to stay here. Next…!
	I have a metric ton of knits to bring with me for my sister’s new baby, as well as other gifts for my family. The knits I’m going to work on there: the Orchid Lace Scarf, a little baby jacket in periwinkle, and (not shown) A Cardigan for Arwen. That should keep me busy. Next…!
	See ya! Have a great weekend.

As I’ve said before, Chris and I are volunteers for Basenji Rescue. It seems to be the time of year where it’s raining Basenjis all over Texas. Needless to say, we’ve been busy. It takes a lot of people doing a lot of work to get a dog evaluated, vetted, healthy, rehabilitated, into foster care, and eventually re-homed.

Ike is taking over today’s post. He and I clearly have the same philosophy.

	Listen up, people! I happen to be an expert in doggie care.
	If you have a dog, please make sure he’s wearing identification. It’s best to have both an ID tag and a microchip. If I am ever lost, this will be the easiest way to get me reunited with my humans. See how easily I wear mine?
	In fact, I’m positively bored with it.
	This is an inexpensive roll of poop bags. They’re really easy to use, especially for me. All I do is poop, and the humans take care of the rest. Some people don’t use these, and it is revolting.
	Lou thinks everything is a toy. He is seriously immature.
	Please make sure your doggie gets the medicines and vaccinations he needs. Sometimes dogs get really sick, making it hard on both the dogs and the humans who care for them. Don’t you humans have some saying that starts out, “An ounce of prevention…”?
	Remember that we can be active little beasts. If we have too much energy that doesn’t get drained every day, we can act out. Making sure that we have plenty of active time can solve a lot of behavioral problems. Trust me, I’ve done my share of acting out back in the day.
	Most importantly, remember that we’re pack animals. We want to be with you. Please take good care of us. If you are able to donate to a rescue group or shelter, they can put your money to really good use. Supporting fundraisers is a good way to help, too. Okay, I’ve said my bit. We can go back to silent dogs and knitting again. Thanks for listening!

I’m feeling better! Aside from an annoying cough, I’m back to normal. But here it is Monday, and I need to do what I didn’t do on Friday…I need to change topics quickly.

The title to this post is The Sopranos theme song. Don’t worry, I won’t give anything away if you haven’t seen it yet.

	Did you see the Television Event of the Year…the final episode of The Sopranos? We stopped everything for one hour last night and devoted ourselves to HBO. Perfect ending. Chris and I wanted different things to happen, and we’re both very satisfied. Goodbye, Sopranos! Next…!
	The EastEnders Baby Sweater is finished…and lo and behold! I didn’t put a hood on it. I always put hoods on baby sweaters. Instead, we got a hat with pigtails.
	Don’t worry. He loves it. Next…!
	Janet had a contest on her blog, and I won this laceweight Malabrigo. Yay!
	Janet said, “Why don’t you make this Orchid Lace Scarf?” I said, “Janet, you have good ideas”.
	It’s like knitting a little bit of wool around wisps of air. It is so light and pretty. In fact, if the ceiling fan is on while I’m knitting, it actually blows in the breeze. Next…!
	The international sign for “Leave Me Alone”.

We would normally have a fast-topic-changing-Friday today, but today is different.

Even though I feel as if I only have about 80% to give, I’m running on a 130% capacity right now.

I know, this doesn’t make any sense. Cut me some slack. I’m sick.

	I’m putting a good 50% towards this boy. No, he isn’t one of ours. He was picked up as a stray on June 4th and turned over to our vet’s clinic. I’ve been desperately trying to find his family for the last few days. No tags, no microchip. Very sad. Rest assured, whether we find his family or not, we’re taking good care of him through Basenji Rescue.
	I’ve also been putting 50% towards NOT GETTING SICKER. I leave for Alaska next week, and I want to be well! I’m covering all of the bases – fluids, rest, vitamins, homeopathic remedies, medicines, and voodoo. So far I’ve managed to keep most of the symptoms down. Damn you, common cold!
	I suppose I’ve been giving the Baby EastEnders sweater about 30%. Next step, weave in a frighting number of ends. I wish I could get the colors to photograph better…
	Well, my whole numbers system is thrown off, since these guys get 100% from me every day. Lou, sniffing the camera. Have a great weekend!