Somewhere Different Now

So, yes, I haven't posted in like a year.  Can we just not dwell on that?  Just ignore it in the hopes that the giant elephant will go away?  Thanks.

In recent news, I have moved!  To Virginia Beach, and a real (more than one room) apartment!  It features amazing, unheard of luxuries---a freezer!  A washer/dryer!  Cabinets under the counter!  It's AMAZING!!!!

But also, it has a new and wide variety of ways to terrify my dog.  Now, as those of you who have been aroun

d in the past year (not me so much) know that my dog is a wonderful, affectionate being with a remarkable cuteness.  You also know that he is a gaping hole of emotional need and fear.  When he sees me come home, he doesn't run and jump on me, he runs and throws himself down at my feet, staring at me until I pet him.  This continues until my arm cramps up, or I leave again, in which case, he lies on the sofa, miserable and dejected-looking.  He is deathly afraid of anything stick-like, chihuahuas, people vacuuming upstairs, cats, grass, you name it.

So now that we've moved to a less urban place, my apartment complex surrounds a pretty lake, with pretty ducks, and a pretty fountain.  See?  (This is the view from my balcony.  I have a balcony.  Don't hate me.)

So now Bowie's new phobia is the water.  He'll sniff right up to the edge, then leap back and cower.  Then he'll do it again a few seconds later.  While this is amusing to watch, it makes for really boring walks.  Next week, I hope to introduce him to the ducks!  

Also:  this.    My senior sermon from back in November.  The reason that certain Filipino priests now run up to me and yell 'Surprise!' then laugh hysterically.  (and yes, they did spell my name wrong.  Oh well.)