First Impressions

Ok, I know it's been well over a year since I have blogged. But in that year I have celebrated an anniversary with my wonderful husband, lost my best friend and companion Shadow after 4 fantastic years with her, paid off two vehicles, bought a house, and got a new puppy. So now that we have been caught up I will start with what happened this week...

Friday morning my new puppy, Dusk, came up missing. After looking for 45 minutes for a short 7 week old black puppy in tall grass, the corn field that surrounds my house, and kudzu I decided I had to leave for work. I came to work but I'm not sure why. All I could think about was her. So around 3pm I headed home. On my hour and a half trek home (cuz yes it takes me that long to get home since I live 67 miles one way from where I work) I decide a game plan. I am going to let my other two dogs out when I get home and hope that she hears them and comes running. Now for those who have not seen or been to my house I officially live smack dab in the middle of a corn field. So as I sit on my back deck with the dogs running in the backyard I see a man in the back field multiple acres away from me...he's about the size of an ant and I can vaguely make out that he is digging what appears to be a grave. I then see him dump something and continue filling it in. This starts to worry me. I, home alone in our new house, start thinking...where have we moved? People are burying bodies out here. This is crazy.

Jared comes home a short while later and decides to knock on people's doors to see if anyone has seen the puppy. Long story short we do not find her only to find out our closest neighbor appears to have stolen her. The weekend passes (with us stalking our closest neighbor) when Sunday night around 7pm there is a knock at the door. Another neighbor about a mile down the street has found her.

So to thank him I baked him a cake and brought it over to his house last night. Jared couldn't remember his name so I had to go alone cuz he didn't want that embarrassing awkward moment of..."this is my wife, Stefanie. Stefanie this is....ummmm..." So I went alone. I get out and walk up to the door and knock. A young guy comes to the door (keep in mind I have not seen the man nor do I know his name) so I stumbled out a few words that went something along the lines of "My husband and I live down the road and we lost a puppy and you found it and we wanted to show our appreciation" Yes, it did come out sounding as stupid as it sounds now. I panicked ha! The guy takes the cake out of my hands and shuts the door in my face. I slowly walk back to the car feeling like an idiot and drive home. I tell Jared about how stupid I feel and like most women, blame him...if he had gone it might not have been so embarrassing. I cook dinner and change clothes (which means I put on shorts and tshirt and no bra since I am at home after a long day's work) and we settle down to watch a movie. There is a knock on the door. Jared answers it to find out neighbor (the one I gave the cake to) and his wife standing there. Turns out their oldest son is handicapped and he is the one who answered the door. When he came back inside with the cake she was like "why didn't you invite her in?" So she made her husband drive her up there so they could thank me personally for the cake.

After standing outside for a few moments chit chatting they finally agreed to come in. Now at this point I have on shorts that I feel are way too short for a first impression with a 60 year old neighbor and his wife, legs that have not been shaved in forever since for a while there we were having to shower outside by hose pipe, no bra under my tshirt which means I must cross my arms while talking to them to hide this, and I have an eye infection in both eyes so I look a little cracked out. They stayed for about an hour talking (which led to the fact he buried his DOG Friday and not a human body) and the whole time I'm sure I seemed crazy cuz I kept pulling at my shorts and left my arms crossed. Awkward to say the least... they were nice people, but definitely not the kind of first impression I was hoping to make.