Wednesday, April 9, 2008

Well....His Name IS Argos


For those of you who don't know this is where the name Argos comes from....

"In Greek mythology, Argos was Odysseus' faithful dog. He waited for his master's return to Ithaca for over twenty years while most presumed Odysseus dead." - Wikipedia

We chose the name Argos in hopes that he would be a loyal dog to us. Since he never listens to a darn word we say we chalked our idea up to a loss.

As most know we recently moved out to a property that has 2 acres around our house and then another 15 to the left (not ours) that is wooded and perfect for roaming. When we brought Argos over for the first time he ran and ran and ran until he literally couldn't take another step. It eventually got dark so James and I went inside for the night. We crossed our fingers that we would be able to find our dog in the morning. To our surprise he was laying right in front of the door faithfully waiting for us to return.

Then came the true test... we had to go to work. He chased our cars a little down the road but as we lost sight he just stopped and stared in our direction. (it was so heart breaking). Again when we came home we held our breath that he hadn't tried to find his way back to his old house. To our surprise we again found him patiently waiting in the porch for our return.

While there is evidence that he wonders while we are away (always a new pile of sticks on the porch), he always finds his way back before we wake/get home so he can loyally block the door so we can't open it...i mean, to faithfully greet us upon arrival.

So maybe he does live up to his name after all.









Friday, March 14, 2008

Poo...

I was going to post a sample of a brochure I have been working on at work to bounce some ideas off people but it cuts half of the image off... I'm going to pick James' brain about this and hopefully get it posted soon! Stay tuned!

Stacy, retarded? Maybe.

Have you ever laughed at your own joke and not realized it was your joke?
Let me explain...
So I'm picking my friend Beth up in Atlanta today and as we were coordinating it I wrote her an email that had a subject line of "HOTlanta here we come!" Well when she replied it kept the same subject line of course (and Gmail doesnt put the "RE:" infront of it in your inbox) and so when I was opening the email I read the subject line and thought "haha beth is so funny" then there was a brief pause and then I thought "wait a minute...I wrote that!" Then I laughed at myself for not realizing that in the beginning. I told James about it and his first reaction was "why did you think that subject line was so funny?" so then I realized that the subject line itself wasnt even that funny soooooo I think I might be mildly retarded at the ripe ole age of 25.