Rubble Puggle

Lounging! 

 

Napolean Dynamite

 

Last night Eva and I went to the Napolean Dynamite show. The movie followed by the Napolean, Pedro and Uncle Rico doing a show and talking about the movie. Right at the part when they're at the dance and Forever Young comes on I was overwhelmed by a rush of emotion. It was a series of thoughts all rolled into one and tears all in under a second. 

The song triggered the memory of the last aerials show when she performed to this song. Maybe the last time I'll see her do an aerial show, and how perfect it was. Then the movie and how it's maybe the thing we share the most. It's the weirdness of it, combined with the message that the weirdos win. There were lots of parents there with their kids, and it struck me parents and children find those things that bind them together in life. And then it hit me. There will come a day when she will watch the movie without me. I'll be gone, and she will remember how we shared each scene and line. 

I immediately grabbed her hand and held it. I need to make the most of every minute and focus on what is important. I hope that when she watches Napolean Dynamite one day and thinks of me she thinks of all the amazing times we had, all the things we shared, and smiles because she can picture me imitating lines from the movie. 

School Pics

 Special senior photo.

Wonder if Eva will wear a tie next year.

Our Boys

September brings with it marching band season. This year with a twist, Levi playing the show from the sideline. That's what four weeks off from a collapsed lung with do to a guy. But still pitching in for that music and general effect category. 

 

In other news that Peloza dad stopped being a big shot this month, walking away from Associate Dean roles. A big smile and the good time shirt say it all.

 

But I will always be the brightest star in the sky to this little guy here. 

 Constant companion, unless someone else has food. Or a car goes by.

Scanning the shadows on the opposite wall to tell when something is coming, he doesn't even need to be facing the street anymore. 

New spot on the outdoor couch.

Puggle up close.

Now in the evenings, I must confess, I look forward to nesting with our little Kentucky brown dog. He's a smasher, but it's maybe the best feeling in the world to feel the love of a dog while slowly waking up. Or sometimes not waking up at all, just spooning in the early morning light.

New Beginnings

 Everyone is blossoming. Rubble is perfecting his rock star tendencies, destruction included.

 So much so that the gliterati have taken notice.

 

 

We added another driver to the fold this month. 

 

  

 

 And of course, a new school year began.

Stress and Rest and RestFest

 Two things happened recently. First, RestFest25 happened. 

 

But this time was different, as you can see from the different sunset. This was RestFest: Island Edition. Tied up a little island all to ourselves.

Just as RestFest was wrapping up the best year ever, Levi had one of his lungs collapse on him during marching band camp. Three nights in the hospital, including a visit from his section pals. Now he's home, looking every bit like a guy with two functioning lungs, and resting.

 

 

Isn't She Lovely?

 This girl is 16.

Coming off of the first of hopefully 20 or more trips to New Hampshire in late July. Spoiler. This view is in southern Maine. 

 Here's the puggle over the summer.