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It was over a month ago, but we almost lost our first dog, Baby. It was an accident and we were all pretty lucky, especially her.

We adopted her from the Pug Rescue here in Seattle in 2004 and she will be 11 next month in January. She is submissive to every new dog she meets, wagging her tail to say “yes, I want to be friends.” But she is no pushover. Even though Jenna is our alpha-dog here in our home, Baby will grab toys and push Jenna out of laps. Tenacious, we say. She only has one eye, but since we saw an eye specialist a couple years ago and have new eye medicine, she can see better than ever in the only one she has left. The previous owner hadn’t taken care of her other eye and it had to be removed when she was about four or so. More →

no matter what, no matter when, I am here for you.

Anna,

I am sorry. I was wrong.

It has taken me days to realize what really happened and to clear my head of all the complex emotions of dealing with Sabrina’s passing, her memorial and seeing everyone who attended, processing all of C’s emotional family issues, having you and mom stay at my house and an upcoming birthday that wasn’t going to be much of a celebration. It was very overwhelming and I can now see how muddied my thoughts were.

I wasn’t angry at you, but I took it out on you.

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little Sabrina, Jenna, big Sabrina and Marley at Christmas

My sister-in-law, Sabrina, passed away last weekend. At 31 years old, she had already dealt with a harsh childhood, a heart transplant and had adopted her niece while running her own business. She even went on cross-country trips and initiated the Portland’s Final Cut Pro Users Group.

This girl brought light into the darkest corners of life. Was fearless is making things happen and accepting things as they were. Her passion was learning and absorbed every morsel of information she could about video editing, 3D modeling, web video and more. More →

happy birthday dear mommy, happy birthday to you!

Mom celebrated another birthday this week and we met her after work at Stanford’s in the bar. More →

sunday: pot roast dinner, finished with iced chocolate orange cake

Did the caption make you hungry? I hope so!

Anticipating snow most of the weekend, Myk decided to cook a pot roast for Sunday dinner with mom at our place. Something about a slow cooked meal on a Sunday just seems quite appropriate. Relaxing the day away while the house fills with the pleasant aromas, knowing that it won’t be long until you scoop it up and let it fall apart in your mouth. More →