On a quiet Sunday evening...

...I'm sitting in Julie's living room, writing a blog entry.

Hailey's upstairs, gone to bed early. She's got to get up early tomorrow to get ready for school (it takes her longer nowadays, since she's gotta look good for her new boyfriend).

Julie's downstairs, also in bed, more than likely asleep (unless the phone rings again). She's got to get up early to go to work at 8 tomorrow morning.

No one else is around, save for Kadie Madison (the dog), asleep in the chair next to me and Bob (the cat) asleep on the floor near my feet. Frederico Suave (the other cat) was here a moment ago, but has stepped out of the room. Odds are, he's getting rest as well, so he can wake us up sometime in the middle of the night with his "mrowing".

Wait. I take that back. I hear him in the kitchen, mrowing, and Julie downstairs yelling at him to shut up.

This past week saw two anniversaries. First, Monday marked the one-year anniversary of our engagement. It's not a lie when I say I love her more and more every day. We marked the day in a simple way: She gave me a skillet. I gave her a small heart and a chocolate bar. We're so romantic.

Today marks her friends Troy and Amy's one year anniversary. Julie was looking for a date for the wedding, and I offered to be that date. Look where we are now.

Yeah, the house in Pittsburgh still hasn't sold. Once it sells, I can use the money to pay off my bills (and get the collection agencies off my ass), but until then, I'm making enough to keep my head just under water.

Old news, I know. Sorry if I repeat myself.

Today was nice. We slept in (even though I was up for a little while overnight, that extra hour made up for it) and got up somewhat early to go out for breakfast. It was nice. Julie and I hadn't had much of a chance to do that as of late.

We came home to enjoy a quiet day around the house, even though I did sneak off for about a half-hour to get everyone some caramel apples from Jonamac Orchard. Julie'd been wanting some for awhile, and I figured today was a good day to run out there.

We watched the race at Talladega , which was...boring. Yeah, there were a couple crashes, but no one was hurt. Julie was even bored, and she loves watching the race from Talladega.

Dinner was simple. Julie wanted ice cream. Hailey and I had some leftover sausage biscuits from last night.

Now everyone's gone to bed, and I'm sitting here, enjoying the quiet with the dog and cats.
It's been a good day.