You know those weeks where it feels like everything’s happening all at once—school starting, travel plans looming, pets doing their best to give you a heart attack, and of course, car problems that just won’t quit? That’s been our week.
As we count down to Dragon Con, here’s a peek at the chaos, comedy, and cuddles going on in our world.
This week marked the official start of the school year for both of our boys. It’s a little bittersweet, but mostly just sweet. There’s a tradition they’ve kept for years now—they take a first-day photo and send it to Holly. I don’t know if it’s their favorite part of the year, but they do it happily (or at least willingly), and that’s what counts.
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Noah is heading into his second year of law school.
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Sam is starting his senior year of undergrad.
They’re both at High Point University, which we’ve been extremely happy with. It’s been the right fit academically and socially—just one of those decisions that worked out well. And while they’re both enjoying school, I can tell they’re starting to feel that itch most college students get toward the end—ready to graduate, get to work, and start making some money.
You can almost hear it in their voices when they talk about classes: “It’s great, but I’m ready to be done.”
Meanwhile, back at home, Luna has been on a kick.
Our sweet little pup has decided that a narrow mulch-covered ledge along the edge of the pool is now her personal racetrack. To be clear, this ledge is just a few feet wide and sits right before a retaining wall that drops off to our lower yard.
Now, I don’t know how she decided that was the place to run laps, but she’s made up her mind. She sprints back and forth like she’s training for some kind of backyard Olympics. And every time she does, I find myself holding my breath because one wrong step and she’s over the edge.
Funny enough—or scary enough, depending on how you look at it—our house sitter got a front-row seat to this new habit while we were out of town. She called Luna from the bottom of the yard, and without hesitation, Luna just jumped. Off the ledge. Right down to her. Like a superhero.
She landed just fine—no limp, no bruise, no scratch. But it scared the daylights out of our sitter. And when Holly and I heard about it? We were just as rattled.
Luna, of course, was completely unbothered. She trotted away like, “What’s the big deal?”
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Now, let’s talk about Sam’s car. If you’ve been following along, you might remember that it got wrecked back in May or June. After what felt like an eternity, we finally got it back from the shop. But since then, it’s been one thing after another.
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