Rain, Fog, Crustaceans, and Tear-inducing Shoes

This is what I saw when I walked in tonight.

I love crustaceans!

Not sure I've ever seen T so happy as above

at Maeghan and Nic's Wedding in Seattle

I kinda wanted to wait until class started to post another blog (mostly just to have something to actually write about), but I find myself wanting to write about today. Sometimes I think that blogging feels less legitimate than writing in my journal (which I do fairly often and have since I was at Auburn), but I like idea of being able to share things like this with you, especially since most of you are my family, and since I don't get to see you as much as I want to, it makes me feel better to tell you about things, even if it is via the ofttimes impersonal media of the internet.

I dropped Tommy off at the Seattle airport at about 5:30 this morning and then drove to Vancouver. I got pulled over in Arlington (small town in Washington near the US/Canada border) for going 64 in a 60 mph zone. If that wasn't bad enough, I had to explain why my drivers license is from Alabama, my car is registered in Utah, and my passport says I'm quasi-Canadian. Needless to say, the guy was a jerk, but he let me off the "hook" (I use scare quotes because who usually cares about going FOUR MILES OVER THE SPEED LIMIT?!) after I less than adeptly tried to explain my situation to him. I also looked like puffed up roadkill after not showering, crying all the way from Seattle, AND the giant feast we ate the night before (more on that in a minute). I think he could probably sense a meltdown coming and wanted to back slowly away from my car. Can't say I blame him. Most of you have seen me have a meltdown; it ain't pretty.

The good news is that I had a wonderful time in Seattle with Tommy. We went to a friend's wedding in Arlington, and then we left a little early to eat at the Crab Pot. The Crab Pot is this wonderful place in Seattle that Tommy saw on Man Vs. Food (we watch too much TLC) where they pretty much dump a bucket full of crustaceans, red potatoes, and corn on your plate, give you a mallet and a bib, and let you go at it. It was crustacean-crackin' heaven, if I do say so myself. All in all, it was good to see a beautiful wedding ceremony (I like to go to weddings with T because they always remind me of our own and the commitment we made to each other) and then stuff our faces full of sea creatures (the shrimp still had their heads on, and their beady little eyes were staring at me, which was rather disconcerting, but I ate them anyway...suckahhhhs!).

Now I'm back in Vancouver, and Madison keeps looking at me like, "Hey, where's that guy who buys us food?" I explained to her that he'd be back soon, but she just proceeded to get on the couch and turn around and lie down--even though she knows this is against the rules.

I took her out a little while ago in our first official Vancouver weather dog walk. We walked to the huge koi pond on campus, and the fog was so thick and intense, and the rain just drizzled away, as if to mirror my feelings exactly. When I got home, my pink cons were sitting next to Tommy's big 'ol dress shoes, and they were so comfortable together that I just had to take a picture. And I know that that's what we are, too--comfortable together.