Its been a while since our last post. We've both been busy working, going to school, working on the house, and watching our shows. Here are some things that we've been up to.
In February we went to the Broadway musical "Fiddler on the Roof". Liz had a blast. Here is a picture that I feel captured the night pretty well.

Next we have a few pictures from Liz's birthday dinner at Outback Steakhouse. It was pretty cool. Liz wanted steak for her birthday. It was a Saturday at lunch time and we tried 3 different places but none of them opened until dinner. So we thought we'd try Outback and of course it was closed until dinner too but as we were walking away the manager of Outback saw us and offered to call some other restaurants for us to see if they were open. After he called a few and had no luck, he told us "Well looks like you're eating here". So he took us in and sat us down. We were the only ones in the restaurant. He cooked us a couple of steaks and when he found out it was Liz's birthday, he gave us a couple of slices of different cakes. Then at the end he wouldn't accept our money, that was a good day. Below is a picture of the birthday girl showing off her new pearls.

And here we have a picture of a happy man about to be a very happy man when he finds out his steak dinner is on the house.

We've also done a little yard saling. Here is a picture of the dogs laying on their new $10 special bed. Yes we use a Lowes 5 gallon bucket for their water dish, they are a couple of water buffalos! We used a little dish before that and we were refilling it 4 times a day.

The last 4 months we have been working in the backyard. We've put up a fence around our backyard (thanks to Patrick), a fence around our garden, and an electric fence around everywhere and everything that the dogs are not supposed to go, dig up, chew up, scratch on, tinkle on...etc. Holy smokes, if they are not specifically told (yelled at and beatin') to leave something alone, it is fair game in their minds. People keep telling me that it is just a phase and that they will grow out of it, for their sakes it had better be.

When we first put the electric fence up, I preached to Liz that if I was going to put my dogs through getting shocked that I had to get shocked myself. So I went outside and put up a few feet of the fence. I hooked the wires up to the fence and plugged it in. I touched the fence with my arm, anticipating a little shock. Nothing, I could barely feel a tingle. Then I realized I had my shoes on and wasn't properly grounded, so I took off my shoes and socks so that I was properly grounded. I touched my arm to the fence again and let out a loud scream. I couldn't believe it! It hurt pretty bad and it was like the wire grabbed on to me. After that I looked over to see the neighbors all staring at me. They were outside having a barbecue friends over. Liz and I were so embarrassed all we could do was laugh. Then Liz touched it with the same reaction.

Below is a picture of our garden that we just finished today. It is 650 square feet of unadulterated gardening pleasure!




Our crops will include 3 types of tomatoes, cucumbers, onions, watermelon, pumpkin, jalapenos, bell peppers and banana peppers. We also just bought a little black walnut tree that we are very proud of.
We've recently begun taking the dogs to the dog park which is a blast to watch. We were a little nervous to take them at first because they tend to play pretty rough with each other but they both had a lot of fun. Here is a picture of Reggie picking a fight with the wrong dog. This was just before Reggie got tossed on his back by this big fellow.



The rule of the dog park "Sniff or be sniffed".


Reggie eye-balling some sweet great dane booty!

Here are the prisoners trapped inside their electric fence. Reggie has touched it 5 times that I've seen and Malfoy is up to probably 20 (he's dumb as a rock!). Liz is pregnant.


This last week when I was out working on the farm, I found a little dog outside of our fence. Being the sucker that I am, I took the little fellow into my arms, named him Bobo, and made him part of the family for a few days, just until we found the owners. After posting various ads, we came to find out that the dog was a french bulldog and that they are worth a pretty penny ($800 - $1600). We even had one lady offer to buy him off of us. Fortunately/unfortunately we found the owners and had to say goodbye to little Bobo. He was a hilarious little buddy that snored like a rinosaurus.