Bunnies... and stuff

Puppy met his brother, Duke, yesterday. Don't worry we didn't get another bunny. I know that some people were going to start freaking out. I mean a bigger cage and all...
They actually got along pretty well. Puppy was the aggressive one for once. Duke would flatten out like a pancake anytime Puppy came along. Quite amusing.
This picture I took this morning at like 7:30. Very pretty...

Dreams

Have you ever felt restless? Last night Aaron told me that I'm restless. I think it has to do with the fact that I keep asking him where we're going to live after we're done with school, when can get a house and such.

I think it really hit him I was restless when I said,"Wouldn't it be really cool to just pick up and move somewhere like Ireland, Europe, or Scotland for a year?" Next year we're both not in school so that would be a perfect time to travel.

It would be totally-super-cool. I've always been drawn to Ireland. Not sure why. I don't even know much about it. I just envision cottages that are falling apart, old castles, green hills, and irish pubs (not that I drink). I don't even know if that's how Ireland really is. I do like the irish accent though. It's pretty sweet.

So, I'm a big nerd. I bought this last night.

My justification is that once I'm done with them I'll sell them on Ebay.

Ideas

OLD CAGE

NEW CAGE

I'm pretty sure that with the new cage I bought today we could comfortably get another bunny.

Bunnies...

Little Jenni, the bunnies have not died. I've just run out of things to blog about them. So I'll just put up some more random pics.

Here's Puppy in my robe pocket. He's too fat to fit in there anymore though.




Here's Browny before he spilled the glass of water. He has that look about him that he's been caught doing something bad.

Today's Accomplishment....

Caribou rocks my socks off! And beating Aaron at checkers is pretty sweet too....

What I did Today

I became domestic. I made Aaron a cherry pie. HOMEMADE! Can you believe that? I didn't have an apron though. I thought I would look more domestic if I wore an apron.
Can somebody get this girl an apron?!

Oh yeah, and I'm making beef stroganoff. It's not homemade though. Sorry. It came out of a bag. BUT, I do have to cook it in my Crock Pot for like 10 hours. That has to count for something, right?

I'll spare you a picture of the beef stroganoff. Right now it looks like brown soupy water. No one needs to see that.

White Chocolate Mocha with Everything on Top

Aaron asked me if I wanted to go to Caribou yesterday. CARIBOU! He hates coffee. I think his mind changed while we were in Rochester. We had Starbucks at least once a day, sometimes twice.

He likes coffee but not the coffee flavor. He orders consist of this,"What do you have that doesn't taste like coffee? Ok, can you add whip cream, chocolate, caramel, and what every other toppings you have?"

It comes to the point that it's not coffee anymore, it's dessert.

I'm liking the coffee change in him because I LOVE coffee. Especially the dessert kind.

More pics from SALT

Jamie and Rob, thanks for dinner! It was fun

seeing you guys.
Aaron, yeah, umm, yep. You're sad.
and a fork

SALT

We got back late last night from SALT (Student Adult Leadership Training). It was a great time. God showed up, people got healed, lives were changed. Here's a few pics from this weekend.

Here's Aaron and I at Famous Dave's.

We met Jamie and Rob there. It's good to see friends.

We decided to go to Denny's at like 2 in the morning and

I saw this giant corn. I don't know why

but I was really excited. Maybe cause it was so late.

So Aaron took a pic of it for me.

We ate at the Macaroni Grill. I swear I must have gained 10 pounds

this weekend because of all the places we ate. I had Brit, Michelle, and Jayme

get together so I could try out the black and white on my camera.

Very nice.

This is Eric. You can tell he's really silly. Aaron and him

we're having a staring contest but

then things got a little carried away and

that's when the crayon came into play.

Our newest family member, Leonard!

Being a bunny is a tough life.

Here's Browny!

One of you asked where Browny is. Well, he's here. He doesn't go anywhere. He just doesn't fight the BBG. He runs away. Cause he's smart.

Looking at this picture of Browny makes me sad. He looks so little there. He's not little anymore. Well, Puppy is actually bigger than him. That's a different story though.

Browny is shedding his light brown fur. Soon, we'll have to call him DB, short for Dark Browny. Sad.

Me (Big Blue Gun or the BBG) vs. Puppy

I came into the picture the day that

over-grown spotted fur ball went too far. His

insistent chewing on socks was enough.

Once I showed myself "Puppy"

came up and nudged me.

I was not to be fooled that easily.

I got myself into position and gave

that rabbit a good squirt. But he's too stupid to

know that water in the face is a bad thing.

I win... for now.

New Years Eve

3:00 pm- Aaron left for work to only return at 11. Ugh.

6:25 pm- Woke up from a nap thinking that I missed Seinfeld but realized that I had 5 minutes before the show started.

6:30 pm- Sat down to find that I had a message on my computer from a friend who wasn't supposed to be back in town until later in the week. We decided that we would join other friends who were going out to eat. My previous plans were to sit on the couch in my pj's all night and blindly stare at the tv, while watching this. *shutters"

8:30- After we ate, Tina and I decided to go visit Aaron in hopes that he would get off work early. In the end, he kept working, and I came out of the store with a beef log, cheese block, and fake bubbly.

11:00- Aaron came home, I cut up the food and served the bubbly. We sat and watched an hour of crap while switching between channels. We couldn't decide if we wanted to watch Regis Philbin, Carson Daly, or the Smoker. Regis won.

12:06: I went to bed.

Happy New Year!