packing made fun with beer

On the suggestion of my dear friend Megan, Josh and I did our packing today and are ending it with pizza and beer. Beer really makes things a little more fun. We are just having a blast packing all our junk. We also like to feed our dogs beer. Our dogs really like beer. Charlie has been a beer drinker for a couple of years and we are getting Lucy started. They get so excited when we let them have our empty, or almost empty beer bottles. It's fun to see Charlie walk around after too much beer. He only weighs 4.5lbs, so it only takes .9 ounces of a beer for him to get drunk. Lucy is so excited about this beer thing she is walking around with the beer bottle in her mouth. Ok, here are some photos.

moving!

We are moving!! We closed on our house today, and everything was so smooth. We haven't started packing at all though! We were procrastinating and now we are paying for it. We get to spend the next three days packing...YAYY. Our apartments is an absolute mess. You would think that an actual hurricane went through our apartment. We'll get it done though. It's the most stressful when you are just starting.
Our new house is going to be so awesome. It was built in 1921 and it is on a really cute street in little 5 points in Atlanta. We are a block from a Freedom Park where I will get to take Lucy for a walk or jog every day. We are walking distance to really cool bars and restaurants. We are also walking distance from the post office, Starbucks, a book store, a shoe store, a record store, and other cool artsy places. I can't believe we are finally moving. It hasn't seemed real until today. Here is a picture of our new little place.

a day with my neighbor

I have a neighbor and her name is Jessica. Jessica is from New York. Jessica is cool. Whenever I see Jessica around the apartment building, we always talk. One day we even sat in the stairway talking for half an hour or more. Recently we have started to hang out together. We take the dogs for a walk, and today we went to Borders and had coffee. I really enjoy talking with her. She is 15 years older than me and yet we still seem to find so much in common. She has recently moved from New York where she broke up with her boyfriend of 11 years, and now she is in Georgia trying to figure out what to do with her life. She is going through a lot and seems to want to confide in me, although I have no idea why. The sad thing is that I am moving in a week. I am moving really far away, just when we have begun to start a relationship. We say we will still try and get together, but I kinda know it won't happen.
I had a friend in oregon, a really good friend actually, and we were both really sad that I was moving back to the southeast. She said to me something really profound. She said that sometimes relationships are meant to be cut short just so that they mean that much more to us. We appreciate our time, as short as it might be, we had with that person.
I know all of this sounds really cheesy, but I really am bummed that I am not going to be living right next door to Jessica.

KT, JT, and Lucy's excellent adventure

This lovely sunday afternoon, Josh, Lucy, and I went for a walk. Acutally it wasn't very lovely at all. It was a very cloudy afternoon when we set out for our walk. We wound our way through the neighborhood that is located behind our apartments. At the back of the neighborhood is a trail that leads you down the power lines. We walked along with our dog bounding by our side. Lucy was having so much fun playing in the mud and the puddles. Oh, the life of a dog. As we crested a hill, we heard this buzzing noise and what an amazing sight we beheld. There, lying below us, was a power grid. This huge expanse of metal power things sending electricity to the masses. We stood in amazement for some time before continuing on our journey. We walked along the trail trying to figure out which way to go, when in the distance we heard the rumble of thunder. We finally chose a direction that we thought was toward home, and proceeded. We came directly under a set of power lines when we heard this crackling sound. I could see Josh's hair standing on end, and the storm was getting closer. We scrambled up a hill and fought our way through briars and thorns. As the blood was dripping from our limbs we got to the top of the hill finding the trail we needed. At this point the thunder storm was almost upon us. When we got back to the road the sky opened up and every cat and dog that pour down on us when it rains, fell onto our little heads. (I have never understood the saying, "it's raining cats and dogs"). Josh wanted to take refuge under a tree limb, but I would have none of it and enjoyed every minute of getting doused with cold rain. Josh finally surrendered to the rain, and we continued toward home splashing in mud puddles and feeling the water squish in our socks. Just as we got to our apartment, lightning struck mere feet away from us, and the thunder was so loud it made Lucy cry. We ran to the safety of our apartment where we reminisced about a day a couple of years ago when it thundered as we took our vows to love and cherish each other till death do us part. Man, I love thunder storms!