carved angel

[music|once i flew - white town]

we've called just about everyone with ads for scotties and mini schnauzers, and they're all either a) too expensive b) too old or c) sold out. and, mind you, the search has gone state-wide. and we still visit the spca often, of course. we went last night, and there were no small dogs available at all, and only four puppies, all of which were pit bulls. so, obviously, i'm just going to have to be patient. and we all know how great i am at that...

and last night i overheard some of sohei's conversation with his dad. he was telling him about the puppy search, and his dad was surprised, coz he thinks i don't like dogs. (he thinks this coz his german shepard terrifies the hell out of me on a regular basis, what with his being gigantic and jumpy and snappy and all. i do like fritz, too, he's just crazyscary.) and sohei says, "well, she doesn't ask for much, so i figure if she wants a puppy, she should have one." i can't tell you how much hearing that has meant to me. i don't even really know why. i guess i assume he thinks i'm some kind of burden most of the time -- which is prolly more of a father issue than husband issue -- so i was just really touched to hear that. i mean, i don't ask for much. but for him to say so made me really happy. :blush:

then the other day, we were watching food network, and sohei asks, "why don't you ever cook paula deen's recipes?" and i said that i did, but if i did that regularly, i'd look like paula. and did he want that? (not that she isn't a pretty lady, coz she is. but she also prolly outweighs me by 30ish lbs. and considering i'm about 50 lbs overweight as it is... well.) he shrugged and said, "well it's not like you're going to be young forever. who cares what you weigh? i just want to eat well." i suppose you could take this one of two ways, but i decided to take it in a good way. at least he's realistic, right? :lol: sohei's priorities: 1) good food 2) hot thin wife.

i complain about him sometimes, but he can be a great guy. and when i'm not mad at him, i can see where he's coming from a lot. and though he doesn't say so, i know he's the same way. he really has been working on his temper, which i'm really glad about, obviously. and though i'm still annoyed about his not helping me out with my resume, i know why he did that. he honestly thinks that if i'm forced to do it myself, i'll learn how. i still don't agree, though. i'm obviously not learning anything, and i'm totally stuck. and i never heard back about an interview, so i'm thinking i failed again. but i don't think he's trying to sabotage me. i think he honestly believes i'll learn from this. unfortunately, i'm no closer to a decent resume or a job, but if i ever get there, at least i'll know i did it myself. no great comfort, however, because right now i have no way to pay for school next semester. which could be a problem, coz i have to finish asap, since it's looking like we may be going out of state for his law school adventure. and there's no way i can pay out of state tuition.

but i guess i should talk about that, since he's not going to. he got an offer from the university of michigan. (which is ranked #8 law school in the country.) the letter he got said they'd love (underlined in blue ink) for him to apply, and eagerly await his application. :ooh: his dad and i are mightily impressed. he's going to apply to about five schools, and i've picked a few for him. if i get my way, he'll be applying to: university of chicago, university of michigan, duke, georgetown, and university of florida. (uf being his "safety school.") i like northwestern, too, but we're trying to limit the list to five. at first, we thought georgetown was a pipe dream, but after getting that letter from michigan (which is higher on the list) we figured he might as well just go for it.

i'm so proud of him. after mum died, he didn't feel motivated to study for the lsat anymore. the exam was in december, less than two months after her death, and he didn't want to take the test. he was dragging his feet right up until test day. but i told him, my sister and i were still going to school, and if we could do that he could take the test. so he did. and he got an awesome score. :yay: i'm sure mum would've been proud of him, too. (i do have to wonder what he might have scored if he'd studied more and wasn't so depressed, but it doesn't matter now.) i just wish he'd enjoy the process. to me, this is incredibly exciting. i look forward to seeing what other offers come in, and where we end up. he's stressed about having to move and starting school again. and i'm a little stressed about being able to finish my library degree. but, overall, i can't wait to see what's going to happen next.

life can be exciting sometimes, ne?