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Dance.

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on 4/13/2008

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Last night we went to the Springfield Ballet Company’s presentation of Romeo & Juliet. It was actually my first ballet that I’ve attended. I’ve been to plenty of musicals and plays, but last night’s performance was a different experience. Not to sound like an idiot to the arts, but the dancers really put all of their ‘assets’ out on stage- if you get my drift. But again this is coming from a guy that was break-dancing at the end of his wedding because he believed he could break-dance.

We had a wonderful time and it’s good to get out of the house, get cleaned up, and watch something other than a marathon of Law & Order.

Next weekend we’re going to our first art show. We is gonna be so cult-ra-fried.

Mrs. Shoo stops traffic on Wabash.

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on 4/6/2008

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Mrs. Shoo giving me her best fishy face.

Clancy is a special dog. I don’t know if it is a short bus kind of specialness, or a sweet cuddly attention whore kind of special. He’s our dog. We love him no matter what. Sometimes.

Saturday, I was getting the bikes ready to hit the Lost Bridge Trail. Mrs. Shoo was getting the required water bottles and locking the house up. It was a beautiful day and we were both psyched to hit the trail as it was our first official ride of 2008.

“Hey honey, I don’t think we have enough excitement in our lives. Can you make the dogs do something crazy?”

Mrs. Shoo is walking towards me when I hear her yell, “Clancy” as the dog with a mutated greyhound gene runs past at full speed. Nothing unusual as Clancy has gotten out before and it’s a small chore to get him back home. Usually. Today was different, he had the big prize in mind. He wasn’t going back easy.

At first he runs a few houses down, stops to smell a bush and pee on it. I am walking at a quick but medium pace because the minute you start charging after him, he books it. The dog must think it’s a game of chase because his tail is wagging and he’s got that look, ‘You’ll never catch me, suckers!’

As soon as I get within 20 feet he looks back and starts heading towards one of the busiest streets in Springfield, Wabash. Mrs. Shoo is behind me yelling at Clancy to come home, but every word must have antagonized him to run faster and further.

By this time Clancy is on the sidewalk that runs parallel with Wabash. I hop a fence to cut him off. Mrs. Shoo runs the pattern for the interception. As soon as I get close enough, Clancy dashes directly towards Mrs. Shoo. Were both thinking, this is it, we’re going to get the dog home.

Not a chance.

Clancy makes a dash right into oncoming traffic.

I don’t know what Mrs. Shoo was thinking, but I was just in disbelief.

The good Samaritan drivers must have been out Saturday because all four lanes stopped. Mrs. Shoo hi-tails it across the street as Clancy has decided that he’s going to check out the Inter Urban bike trail. Meantime, I am still standing in disbelief. Not only did the dog get across unharmed but Mrs. Shoo is sprinting like there is no tomorrow. I finally snap out of it and make an executive decision to get the car and pick them up.

Mrs. Shoo tells me that Clancy almost got hit by another couple of cars and almost took out a biker. His stopping point. A dog in a backyard. I pick the two up and Mrs. Shoo is happy and pissed at the same time. Her words, “I am happy Clancy didn’t get hit because I would have killed him if he did.”

Yup, he’s special alright.

Taken a few minutes before these feet were in hot pursuit.

Lost Bridge Trail.

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on 4/5/2008

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Finally some descent weather. Mrs. Shoo and I hit up the Lost Bridge Trail this morning. Excellent ride, and I brought the camera. I’ll upload photos later.

One day from being a fool.

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on 4/1/2008

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I’m lucky that my wife’s birthday is the day after April Fool’s Day. Makes it easy to remember. I forgot about the daily photo before it was too late and everyone was asleep. So in place, here’s Mrs. Shoo at Pikes Peak. We’re hoping to get back to Colorado this summer for an official honey moon / vacation.

I won’t tell you how old she is, but… maybe last year’s post will help.

An expirement in photography.

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on 3/28/2008

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Mrs. Shoo received her order from Payless today. She was only suppose to order one pair but magically two showed up. Now how funny is that, sweetie? Of course her first request were for her shoes to be the daily photo. I can’t help but oblige as it something to take pictures of that aren’t dogs. I love my dogs, but sometimes it’s great when you don’t have to bribe the subject to stay still.

I really need to invest in some photography lights. My setup is completely jerry-rigged. My white backdrop is white construction paper. Then I point two halogen work lamps at the subject and a work light to add more light in the background. After that, I tweak the white levels in Photoshop. The white and green shoes were a little difficult, but I think it looks good for tonight’s purposes. All I could ask for, is that they become someone’s background.

Nurse Shoo.

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on 3/20/2008

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I realize I hadn’t posted a daily photo, so here’s one I took the other day.

I am working from home today playing nurse and fielding emails from work.

We were really optimistic about the recovery time yesterday as Mrs. Shoo could talk with some soreness right after the surgery. Today we’re communicating with text messages and a notepad. I’ve talked with a few doctors and nurses about the pain and what we could do for her. The consensus has been that a tonsillectomy is about the worst surgery an adult could have. One of the doctors explained that it was worse than a hip replacement.

And I guess that’s why they explain it to you afterwards.

A nurse suggested that she could take ibuprofen in between her scheduled pain medication. The only problem is that she can only swallow liquid type things like jello and pudding. So I made her some special butter scotch pudding with an ibuprofen additive. While I was crushing the pills, all I could think about were those stupid meth commercials that have been on tv lately, “I’ll only do it once.”

On the other hand, I’ve become a pro at spelling tonsillectomy.

Tonsillectomy.

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on 3/19/2008

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Mrs. Shoo had her tonsillectomy today- I hadn’t posted anything, but wanted to let our friends know how she was doing. The surgery went extremely well. The doctor said her tonsils just popped right of the there. In fact, the surgery was short (45 mins) compared to the pre-op and post-op. We’re back home with meds, jello, kool-aide and plenty of liquids. Mrs. Shoo has already started watching her DVRed tv shows.

Late night.

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on 3/11/2008

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It’s a late night at the Shoo’s tonight. Mrs. Shoo is putting the finishing touches on grades that are due tomorrow. I am babying a server as I’m doing a backup and adding more storage. I’m just happy I don’t have to grade essays.

As one of the pre-req’s for posting the photo above, I have to explain that Mrs. Shoo is not going for Da Brat look, but that her hair is pinned up so that she will have curly hair tomorrow.

Walk in the park.

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on 3/6/2008

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This is from a while back when we took the ‘poopers’, aka dogs, to the park.

We have two very different jobs. Mrs. Shoo is a teacher at a high school, and I am a IT guy for a consulting company. Our work environments couldn’t be anymore different. She wrangles some 20-30 kids per hour into a learning environment, assigns homework, disciplines, and prepares for the next batch of kids. She’s lucky to get 15 minutes of downtime during the day. I, on the other hand, have a zen like atmosphere that’s quiet 90% of the time. I spend most of day trouble shooting and problem solving issues, ‘We have 4000 missing records from this database. How do we get these records in the database without causing more issues?’

When we meet up at the end of the day, her stories for the day outweigh mine by far. How am I to compete when she’s telling me about the mess Johnny is in for cheating and hasn’t been to class in three days, then Suzy from fourth hour caused a commotion that spilled into seventh hour that screwed over the rest day. When I am like, ‘Dude, ran a query in the middle of the day in their production environment and caused a whole heck of a lot problems, and we had Starbucks this afternoon.’

No comparison, especially when your partner doesn’t speak geek.

Anymore I let Mrs. Shoo do the talking. You’d think she’d want quiet, but in the opposite fashion, it let’s her clear her mind by speaking to someone that isn’t yelling back or ignoring her. It took us me a while to figure out this method, but it works.

Mrs. Shoo’s glasses.

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on 2/18/2008

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Mrs. Shoo got new glasses today. Doesn’t she look smartty (smart + pretty). I talked her out of some totally 80’s wide rim glasses -totally had to twist her arm to say no on the 80’s glasses. It’s good to have her seeing again. She was legally blind for the last six months. I just showed her the DVD of the wedding - she didn’t even know we were outside.

Duck, duck, goose.

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on 2/17/2008

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Buddy has a new thing for ducks. We’re putting him in duck detox next week…

We had some friends over this weekend and they commented on all the ducks in our living room. Five total. The back story is that Mrs. Shoo is dangerous with a gun, a gun that scans items to a wedding registry. She though she’d be sneaky and scan a random green duck. I saw her do it, but thought ‘whatever.. like anyone is going to buy a random green duck.’

Needless to say, Mrs. Shoo’s friends heard the story about the green duck and we ended up with five.

A couple that blogs together…

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shoo

on 2/3/2008

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stays together.

Mrs. Shoo has inked her way on to the inter-tubes and created her own blog. Add http://mrsshoo.gotshoo.com to your RSS reader.

And by the way… more sledding photos.

Dave Heinzel cutting some serious powder on a cheap Meijer sled.

Mrs. and Mr. Shoo and their $10 Yeti sleds which were shredded with holes after sledding down just a few times.

TV 20 Heinzel always on the prowl for that weather story.

Late DP.

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on 1/14/2008

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This was taken in Chicago a weekend after the wedding. I like the creepy guy in the background behind Mrs. Shoo smiling.

I promised my wife that I would post this photo before the onslaught of new traffic from the TV 20 interview hit the site. This is one of her favorites. Needless to say, I had a really long - no sleep - weekend and completely forgot about it.

Sorry honey.

Metropolis.

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shoo

on 12/23/2007

in Cheesy Pictures, Family and Mrs. Shoo

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What else do you do in Metropolis? This was on the way to Nashville.

Jake needs MORE COWBELL!

Super GTG

Super Shoo

Obligatory fishy face.

LOLDOG - Clancy.

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shoo

on 12/20/2007

in Buddy, Clancy, Mrs. Shoo and Xmas

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Finally did a loldog. You’d think I would have followed up on this meme a long time ago.

This dog loves his bones. Might have to do something with the snip-snip. He’ll chew a bone till it’s completely gone which is about a half hour. He’ll even whine to point of hyperventilating (thank you spell check on that last word) if Buddy takes his bone. It’s amusing and funny at the same time. It’s kind of like when the fat kid takes a toy from the skinny kid. BTW, Buddy is not fat, just big boned. God didn’t give him much clearance from the ground anyway. He makes up for that with his sturdiness.

Mrs. Shoo and I were kicking back watching tv the other night when Clancy yelped (yelped as in it scared the crap out of us) out with excitement and jumped to the floor to tackle an unclaimed bone. We looked at each other as if did that really happen?

Yup, dogs are never boring.