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The buttons rock Seattle!!!!
Their arrival makes my trip seem closer, which of course is awesome.
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The buttons rock Seattle!!!!
Their arrival makes my trip seem closer, which of course is awesome.
Thought I'd share some pics from our trip to the Biltmore Winery yesterday.
Winery
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Winery
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Walking to the where the tours start
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Fermentation Area
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Steaming Vat
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Wine Cellar
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Wine Cellar
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Rachel doing her Vanna White impression as we embark on the tasting room
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Tasting Room
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Premium Wine Tasting Bar
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One thing I've learned in my years of doing wine tastings-never allow your children to man the camera while you partake. My first trip to Biltmore's tasting room had a very different outcome-one that left Fred with many blackmail worthy photographs. I now only have peachy little sanitized photos to share.![]()
The hubby and I always watch Next Food Network Star ... even though it's become a little predictable over the last couple of seasons. Your dinner sounds great ... foie gras on a stick? Sign me up!!!![]()
Thought I'd share some pics from our trip to the Biltmore Winery yesterday.
I have some sad news to share.
I spoke to my mom about an hour ago, and found out my dog, (who was really my grandma's dog,) passed away this morning.
Needless to say I am heartbroken about this. He was like the last piece of my grandma I had left, and I am just so sad he's gone.
I can't say this was unexpected however, since he was born in 1993, so he was obviously an old dog, with a full life. And he was doing poorly the last few weeks. My sister said a month ago she'd be suprised if he lasted another week, and my dad said he'd probably die by the end of the month.
He was just such a good dog. I remember always coming over to Grandma's house when I was little, and he would always be so excited to see me. He still was always excited to see me, even Friday, (the last time I saw him,) when I had gone over to my parents house, and he had been outside limping around. I had gone to put my stuff down inside, and he tried to hurry up to keep up with me, while I was trying to get him to not follow me so I could go back out and carry him in.
It's weird though, he was doing fine until my grandma died, and then it's like he knew that she was gone, and that's when I started noticing a steady decline in him. Like he held out just for Grandma, who always worried so much about that dog.
It's so weird that he would've even know she had died though. I swear he had a sixth sense about it. The last time he saw Grandma was Mother's Day, and then she died Memorial Day weekend. I went to my parent's house that night, and he just seemed bummed out, like he knew something was wrong. I saw him like three or four times after that, and he just seemed to keep on getting worse and worse.I'm so sorry.![]()
Animals are such an important part of the family and when something happens to their "person" it can be really hard for them to recover from it. My nephew's MIL passed away in January and one of her dogs followed shortly thereafter - the poor thing just never got over her death.![]()
I have some sad news to share.
I spoke to my mom about an hour ago, and found out my dog, (who was really my grandma's dog,) passed away this morning.
Needless to say I am heartbroken about this. He was like the last piece of my grandma I had left, and I am just so sad he's gone.
I can't say this was unexpected however, since he was born in 1993, so he was obviously an old dog, with a full life. And he was doing poorly the last few weeks. My sister said a month ago she'd be suprised if he lasted another week, and my dad said he'd probably die by the end of the month.
He was just such a good dog. I remember always coming over to Grandma's house when I was little, and he would always be so excited to see me. He still was always excited to see me, even Friday, (the last time I saw him,) when I had gone over to my parents house, and he had been outside limping around. I had gone to put my stuff down inside, and he tried to hurry up to keep up with me, while I was trying to get him to not follow me so I could go back out and carry him in.
It's weird though, he was doing fine until my grandma died, and then it's like he knew that she was gone, and that's when I started noticing a steady decline in him. Like he held out just for Grandma, who always worried so much about that dog.
I have some sad news to share.
I spoke to my mom about an hour ago, and found out my dog, (who was really my grandma's dog,) passed away this morning.
Needless to say I am heartbroken about this. He was like the last piece of my grandma I had left, and I am just so sad he's gone.
I can't say this was unexpected however, since he was born in 1993, so he was obviously an old dog, with a full life. And he was doing poorly the last few weeks. My sister said a month ago she'd be suprised if he lasted another week, and my dad said he'd probably die by the end of the month.
He was just such a good dog. I remember always coming over to Grandma's house when I was little, and he would always be so excited to see me. He still was always excited to see me, even Friday, (the last time I saw him,) when I had gone over to my parents house, and he had been outside limping around. I had gone to put my stuff down inside, and he tried to hurry up to keep up with me, while I was trying to get him to not follow me so I could go back out and carry him in.
It's weird though, he was doing fine until my grandma died, and then it's like he knew that she was gone, and that's when I started noticing a steady decline in him. Like he held out just for Grandma, who always worried so much about that dog.
On a totally different subject ... my husband probably wants to kill me.
I told him tonight that I really wish we could add on the 13th to our stay for a total of 11 nights because I'd love love love to attend the signature dinner at Raglan Road. While it wouldn't be an issue to rearrange airfare ... yours truly went and rented and / or gave away the remainder of our DVC points for this year and next year since we knew we wouldn't be visiting WDW in 2010.
He is, with good reason, entirely opposed to a one-night cash outlay just so we can indulge in another gluttonous dinner.![]()
That signature dinner sounds like it would be fantastic. Might be possible to justify the dinner due to missing in 2010. Whadaya think?
Hmmm...maybe when Disney decided to offer the new room only discounts they had you guys in mind.(Just a thought.
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Disney ADR reservations are never finished, are they?![]()
Hooray! Cardinals 3, Dodgers 2 ... in 15 innings.![]()
I think I'll go to bed now.![]()
I have some sad news to share.
I spoke to my mom about an hour ago, and found out my dog, (who was really my grandma's dog,) passed away this morning.
Needless to say I am heartbroken about this. He was like the last piece of my grandma I had left, and I am just so sad he's gone.
I can't say this was unexpected however, since he was born in 1993, so he was obviously an old dog, with a full life. And he was doing poorly the last few weeks. My sister said a month ago she'd be suprised if he lasted another week, and my dad said he'd probably die by the end of the month.
He was just such a good dog. I remember always coming over to Grandma's house when I was little, and he would always be so excited to see me. He still was always excited to see me, even Friday, (the last time I saw him,) when I had gone over to my parents house, and he had been outside limping around. I had gone to put my stuff down inside, and he tried to hurry up to keep up with me, while I was trying to get him to not follow me so I could go back out and carry him in.
It's weird though, he was doing fine until my grandma died, and then it's like he knew that she was gone, and that's when I started noticing a steady decline in him. Like he held out just for Grandma, who always worried so much about that dog.
On a totally different subject ... my husband probably wants to kill me.
I told him tonight that I really wish we could add on October 13th to our stay for a total of 11 nights because I'd love love love to attend the signature dinner at Raglan Road. While it wouldn't be an issue to rearrange airfare ... yours truly went and rented and / or gave away the remainder of our DVC points for this year and next year since we knew we wouldn't be visiting WDW in 2010.
He is, with good reason, entirely opposed to a one-night cash outlay just so we can indulge in another gluttonous dinner.![]()
Jay doesn't put his foot down often but when he does, it leaves a really big footprint.![]()
Thought I'd share some pics from our trip to the Biltmore Winery yesterday.
I have some sad news to share.
I spoke to my mom about an hour ago, and found out my dog, (who was really my grandma's dog,) passed away this morning.
Jay doesn't put his foot down often but when he does, it leaves a really big footprint.![]()
The Spouse originally hails from the Cardinal Nation, though he lives in CA now. He got a birthday present, which just arrived today, and you can see our little man modeling it:
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Note the game on and Warcraft- the Spouse assures me it's called multitasking.
This gift was sent by my SIL. The Little Man has a fine collection of sweaters and outfits. He doesn't mind, too much.We already refered to him during games as our Rally Monkey, so now he's dressed for the part at least.
I have some sad news to share.
I spoke to my mom about an hour ago, and found out my dog, (who was really my grandma's dog,) passed away this morning.
Needless to say I am heartbroken about this. He was like the last piece of my grandma I had left, and I am just so sad he's gone.
I can't say this was unexpected however, since he was born in 1993, so he was obviously an old dog, with a full life. And he was doing poorly the last few weeks. My sister said a month ago she'd be suprised if he lasted another week, and my dad said he'd probably die by the end of the month.
He was just such a good dog. I remember always coming over to Grandma's house when I was little, and he would always be so excited to see me. He still was always excited to see me, even Friday, (the last time I saw him,) when I had gone over to my parents house, and he had been outside limping around. I had gone to put my stuff down inside, and he tried to hurry up to keep up with me, while I was trying to get him to not follow me so I could go back out and carry him in.
It's weird though, he was doing fine until my grandma died, and then it's like he knew that she was gone, and that's when I started noticing a steady decline in him. Like he held out just for Grandma, who always worried so much about that dog.