All in the blink of an eye...

I really need to get better at writing more than just once a month.  It just seems like a lot goes on between posts that I want to be able to fit the fun into one post.


Let's see.. what's happened since the last post?  Pride was the last weekend of June and as always, that's a treat for the eyes.  There isn't a part of me that takes Pride seriously but it's good for the people watching.  We decided to stick around this year and root on our adoption agency and show support.  So, the parade starts out with float #1, right?  Well, turns out that our agency was float #204.


Yeah.


So almost 4 hours later our agency crosses in front of us and everyone goes crazy and they ask us to walk with them and we tell them not on our lives (are you kidding?  we're shy!) and then we fold up the chairs and say goodbye to the sidewalk friend that we made and then we head to Gordon Biersch for lunch.


Whew.  The End.


The first weekend of July brought around Kristen's 29th birthday and the start of the last year in her 20s.  This was the first year that she's had a party as a big kid and I think that it turned out pretty good.  I really tried to make it special for her.  We had a big ol' BBQ at the house with all of our friends.  With her birthday being the weekend of the 4th of July is always a party around here.


The second weekend of July was the NKOTBSB concert.  Now, had you told a 12 year old Misty (some 20 years ago...) that she was going to see Jonathon Knight is concert (SHUT UP, I LOVED HIM!) I would have gone crazyyyyyy.  But you say the same thing to a 33 year old Misty and I'm like, uhh.. we're both gay now and aren't they like, super old??  Anyway, Kristen was super excited and that's all that matters.  The whole night was a super surreal experience.  Nothing like a Tacoma Dome full of drunk, hot and bothered 30 and 40 year olds!

Jon, Joey, Jordan, Danny and Donnie!

The next weekend was Warrior Dash!  Woot woot!  I'd been waiting on that run since January!  The whole day was crazy fun and I can't wait to do it again next year.  It was just fun to hang out with my gang of muddy friends.  I'm debating wearing a costume next year!  It was really fun to see everyone all dressed up and just having a good time. 

All clean before Warrior Dash!

Andddd... after.

Last weekend was the annual kickball tournament where we have yet to win a single game in the three years that we've been playing.  I get really bummed about losing (who wants to lose ALL of the time?) but then I remember that it's all about hanging out and having fun.  I'm just not a very good loser.  Ha.

Kickin' it at kickball.

I've done a pretty good job of trying to stay busy and keep my mind off of one, losing the cats and and two, the adoption thing.  I definitely go back and forth about the waiting process.  And I've definitely had my moments lately.  For the most part I've been okay... definitely too busy to think about it a lot but then there are those times maybe during the day when I'm drafting or at night when I'm listening to Kristen falling asleep that this whole process has really starts to wear on me.  So much (or is it so little?) for so long that it's really frustrating.




I found out some pretty depressing news about the husband of a girl that I graduated high school with.  Bad headaches led to a brain scan which led to news of a tumor which led to the news of Stage 4 brain cancer.  Just like that.  Here I am, trying to speed up time so that I can move on with my life and I bet more than anything in the world she is trying to find the pause button on time.  I know that everyone says it, but hearing news like that really puts things into perspective, even for someone like myself who isn't really a part of that picture but grieves for my friend all the same.  It's a reminder that tomorrow isn't promised to us.

Let the games begin!

So I'm hanging on to my 5^th grade schoolyard hero dreams by a thread.  And not only that, I'm also dragging along 14 of my friends and family into this pipedream with me.  What is this crazy idea you ask?  Kickball, adult-style!  May I introduce myself to you as the newly appointed ASSistant coach of the Kickin' Nuggets!  <Insert rowdy applause here>  Stay tuned for photos because this is probably going to be the most hilarious (embarrassing), fun (traumatic) and humbling (pants-wetting) thing that a bunch of thirty somethings are about to partake in.  Did I mention that 60% of the team is engineers?  Yeah, I don't foresee a trophy in our near future.  BUT when we do get one, you can bet we're going to trick it out that bad boy with LEDs and solar panels!  It'll be the team margarita makin' trophy machine.

This is just another one of the ways that Kristen and I are killing time between now and when a baby arrives.  Our summer (well, the season anyway because we clearly did something to tick Mother Nature off and she's grounding us from the sun…) is jam packed with fun things that actually kicked off last weekend with the Survivor Mud Run.  As you can see from the photos below it was one of the most disgusting things I think that I have done in recent memory.  There was mud everywhere!  And we're not talking wet dirt here, people.  We're talking the soupy stuff and possibly some stuff that was all mixed with some cow stuff.  It was gross!  But so fun :)

Kevin, Lisa, Me, Michele, Layne and Scott - Mud Run 2011

First sign of the soupy mess ahead - Mud Run 2011

Oh, but first I have to tell you about Memorial Day weekend!  Mom and I decided to take a mini-vacay to Victoria BC as neither one of us has ever gone and why the heck not, ya know?  So we jumped on the Clipper ferry early Friday and headed north!  First stop was Butchart Gardens which allowed us to kill time before we could check in.  The story behind that place, if you've never been, is Mr. Butchart was in the concrete business and in digging for said product he created large craters in the ground which Mrs. Butchart came along behind him and his bulldozers and filled with beautiful flowers.  There is a place on site that is called The Sunken Garden and it has to be one of the best places on Earth.  There is color everywhere and waterfalls and just pure serenity.  Put it on your bucket list, people, you do NOT want to miss that.  After Buchart Gardens we were dropped off at the hotel.  Oh, here is where I have to mention that cell phones in the US will not work in Canada without roaming.  Roaming = $$$.  Which is a gigantic pain when you're used to having Google at your fingertips and the ability to text anyone at the drop of a dime.  So when you get to your hotel and there are 3 calls from your girlfriend with the message, "Call me back ASAP, but it's not an emergency", you tend to get a little freaked out.  Why?  Because how do you call her back when your phone doesn't work in Canadia!!

Musical fountain - Butchart Gardens, Victoria BC 2011

Top of Rock - Butchart Gardens, Victoria BC 2011

Mom at base of Rock - Butchart Gardens, Victoria BC 2011

Mom:  You want me to do WHAT?!? - AdrenaLINE zipline, Victoria BC 2011

Me:  This can't be OSHA approved. - AdrenaLINE zipline, Victoria BC 2011

Turns out we got a call from the adoption agency about a woman who had given birth *that morning* and they wanted our permission to submit our information to the birth mother (this is what we refer to as a Last Minute Placement).  The catch?  We would need to be down in Eugene to pick the baby up the next morning.  (Side note:  this is the story of my life.  I always seem to be about 800 miles and a ferry ride north of where I need to be the next day.)  This always so hard and it always breaks my heart and leaves me with a pit in my stomach for a few days.  There was news about the birthmother (and subsequently the baby) that might not have been in the best interests of Kristen and I so we told the agency that we would pass on this opportunity.  As much as I love it when they call because it means that they're trying on our behalf, when we get calls like that it rocks me to my core.  Again, the caretaker in me wants to reach out and help and make everything okay for this baby, but the logical side of me (damn her sometimes) knows that Kristen and I aren't equipped to handle some situations right now.  I know that she's found a good home, though.  But still I can't help but wonder if this is ever going to happen for us. 

Anyway, the rest of the vacation was spent walking around Victoria and trying out all of the little eateries.  Mom and I even went ziplining!  Let me tell you a little bit about this.  I'm not afraid of heights.  If fact, I don't think that people have a fear of heights, per se.  Why?  You get to see the most amazing things being up where you normally aren't, right??  I think that, like me, the majority of people are afraid of FALLING from said height.  Because who the heck wants that, ya know?  Anyway, there's still something terrifying about being ATV'ed up a hillside to the first zipline where there is nothing between you and the Sooke Rainforest but a ¾" steel cable and the little keychain clips they sell for $4.99 at Walmart.  Plus learning that the first zipline is called Commitment.  Why, you ask?  Because as soon as you step off that platform there's no getting " back down to earth" until the end of the session.  So here we are, mom and I, zigzagging across the treetops at 45mph.  So fun!

From now until the middle of August or so, my weekends are filled with little fun things to look forward to and I'm excited about that.  Pride, Kristen's birthday BBQ, the Warrior Dash, NKOTBSB concert (yes, I can't believe I just admitted to that either) and much more!  Plus, during the week there's always soccer and now kickball and finding the time to spend time taking care of both houses and hitting up the local self-serve fro-yo place!

I've been a little down lately about some things, but I can tell in going back and reading this post and remembering the fun times that I've had lately that my life is actually pretty great.  I really do have amazing friends and family who are cheering along with Kristen and I as we go through this process and offering support and words of encouragement when they can.  We'll get there one day, friends.

And when we do, you get to babysit!

Not New To This

I've been thinking about it lately and realized that I'm not new to adoption.  Within the last two weeks I've lost two cats that I've raised and loved on and spoiled rotten for the last 12 years.  Sometimes I feel ashamed to ache and grieve for them as much as I do, but then I realize that together we've invested 12 years of our lives in each other.  Them in trusting me to provide for them and care for them and me in having partners in crime and someone to snuggle with even when the times are tough.


Sometimes I worry that I'm going to forget about them when they pass, but then there are times that I can remember every single thing about them.  There are days like today when my heart breaks at the mere thought of them and days where I can smile and remember certain characteristics of each of their personalities.  I remember moving them from the Tri-Cities 240 miles to Seattle, from Seattle to Everett and from Everett to Lynnwood.

Right now there are 4 left.  Three girls and one boy.  I never in my mind predicted combinations of who would be left behind but this isn't a combination that I would have imagined.  I soon will have ashes of 3 beautiful cats whose memories I hope to never forget.  We're going to plant a tree in the front yard and do something special with what remains of them.

The song goes:  Every new beginning comes with some other beginning's end.  While my beginnings may be ending, I find happiness in the fact that both of my parents are going through adoptions of their own.  My dad just got a little girl kitten and my mom has decided to adopt a little girl puppy.  And I know that my days of adopting little furry friends aren't over, either.  One day when The Kittens all pass and I've had time to heal, I'll do it all over again.

Because even through the heartbreak there is happiness.

Shadow

Angel

Tigger

Closer

Let's be honest… The month of April gets a pretty bad rap as far as the media and history is concerned.  Hitler's birthday, Rodney King riots, Columbine shootings, 320 people killed in the South by freak tornadoes, etc. etc., but it also happens to be my birth month so because of that, I'm always going to have a soft spot in my heart for April.  And also, April was a HUGE month for lesbians in the adoption pool.  Actually, it was a huge month for the adoption pool in general and I LOVE that!  Overall the month of April saw 8 couples (two of them lesbian couples) adopt babies.  Far more than any other month since we entered the pool last July.  It's so exciting!  It's also weird to see Kristen and I at the bottom of page 5 because we entered the pool on page 12.  So many changes.  Things are getting closer to being complete and it's a good feeling.

This past weekend was my birthday weekend with friends and family and it was a really good time.  It's been a wetter-than-usual Winter/Spring so when I saw in the 10-day forecast that this past Saturday was slated for 57 and sunny, I was all over making birthday BBQ plans!  You have to understand my excitement because it seriously snowed about 8" on my 30^th birthday.  My SURPRISE 30^th birthday party.  At the end of APRIL.  In SEATTLE of all places.  Still all of my friends and family were troopers and made their way to our house despite the crappy weather.  Couldn't have loved all of them more that day!

I am kind of regretting that I washed my car yesterday when it was 60 and sunny because in typical Seattle-fashion it's about 48 and raining out there right now.  DOH.

I don't have any new news on the baby-front, though.  April is also a fantastic month in that I caught Kristen in a good enough mood for HER to suggest that we go out baby clothes shopping and pick up some furniture from a friend (which we've been meaning to do for the past several months).  We had such a good time looking at all of the cute little things and came away with some great swag!  This month's adoption support group meeting's topic is all about ideas for the entrustment ceremony and how to deal with the final steps of the adoption which I'm really looking forward to.  It's also the last meeting before they break for the summer.  It's been great meeting those people and getting to know them, but part of me secretly wishes that all of us who have become friends won't have to show up in September when they resume the meetings because we will all have adopted by then.  Hey, a girl can wish, right?  I guess that over the summer I'm just going to have to plan some cool things to look forward to as much as I've looked forward to the adoption meetings.  July is covered with Warrior Dash and June might be covered with something called a Survivor Mud Run!  As weird as it sounds, I'm actually really getting into this running stuff.  Maybe not the long distance ones, but 5k's aren't too bad.

One year ago...

I meant to write this a couple of weeks ago when it was actually the one year anniversary of our adoption process but then I forgot.  Such is life and it's not the first time I've forgotten something, right friends?

Anyway!  One year ago March 17th, Kristen and I started the adoption process.  Mounds of paperwork later we entered the babypool on July 27, 2010.  So it hasn't quite been a year in the pool and had one of us actually gotten pregnant, we still would be one month from delivering, anyway.  Or more like 3 weeks, but whatever.  Close enough.  March has been a slow month at the agency and I'm feeling myself get a little anxious about the process.  This would mark the first time where I've really felt OVER the waiting since we entered the pool.

I'm wondering if the idea of turning 33 has me all worried about something.  I've never really felt a day over 24 (seriously, unless I'm running or falling) but the idea of turning 33 in less than a month now has me all anxious about just moving on with my life.  I'm not excited about this idea of perpetual waiting but at the same time I understand it's necessary.  And I know that I should be all greatful for the time right now when Kristen and I can just run out and do things on a whim but we've had 5 years to do that now, ya know?

Anyway, at the last Adoption Support Group meeting we were told by the counselor that was running the show that the Seattle counselors are busy working with birthmothers (so much so that they couldn't make it to the meeting themselves) so that's reassuring.  Maybe there will be more movement in the pool soon and maybe it'll involve us!  Our next meeting is down at PICC in Kent and I'm kind of excited about that.  The Center's goal is to help take care of babies that are born addicted to drugs.  I'm really hoping that Kristen and I can get a better understanding of what that might entail should we decide to take on that challenge.

In the meantime, it's pretty much life as usual for us.  We're right in the middle of picking a roofing contractor to replace the roof at the Lynnwood house and I've decided to put the Everett house on the market, just to test out the waters.  The weather has seemed overly crappy here lately (even for "rainy" Seattle) and I'm just looking forward to some warm, sunny days.  I'm hoping that Mother Nature will bless us with an unusally long summer (like till December would work for me) for slamming us with such a crappy winter and start of spring.  It's time for Storm games and BBQs with friend!  And maybe a spodi or two :)

Alright, lunch break is over!  Back to work and more later, I'm sure.

Finally!

There was FINALLY a lesbian adoption at our agency!  Apparently the last lesbian adoption was October of 2009 which was extremely daunting to learn about 3 months ago.  But it doesn't matter anymore because there's been a lesbian adoption and the only way this could be more exciting (and terrifying, but in a totally good way) is if it was US!  Yay for them and their new little family :)  I'm also excited that our next adoption support group meeting is in a week!  While Kristen is friends with a couple of people from the group on Facebook, I haven't seen or talked to anyone since our December meeting.  Definitely miss the information and connections with people that are going through the same things that we're going through.

So let's see...  I think my last post found me in -15 degree weather in Colorado with the other Durangotangs.  Since then I've been to San Diego and now I'm back in Seattle with no foreseeable travel in my near future.  I like to travel but there are definitely times when it's just great to be HOME.  San Diego was awesome and warm and it's definitely a place that I could see myself living if we ever had to move.  I'm all about beach weather, people.  Sun, sand and surf is for me.

Speaking of which, we're trying to plan our annual "summer vacation" right now.  I really wish that I could feel safe in Mexico, because I LOVE it there, but right now it's just scary.  And I know they say to avoid only the border towns and that the resort towns are safe, and I know that if something was going to happen to us it could happen ANYWHERE, but I feel like, why put myself in that situation where we know it's dangerous?  Hopefully one day Mexico can get a handle on the drug stuff, but until then I'm going to have to find somewhere else to vacation.  Which brings us to St. Martin!  Maybe.  We've talked about a cruise but Kristen's main worry is that I'm going to feel "trapped" on the boat and I'm going to be miserable.  I can't argue her that because I'm the same person that HAS TO (has to, people) try to leave the house any time it snows just to see how far I can get before I'm actually stuck and have to slink back and admit defeat.  I hate feeling trapped so cruise could be a very interesting concept for me.  My argument to her is that we could try it once and if it's way to much for me to handle then we just don't do it again.  We'll see how that goes :)

I haven't really bought anything baby related for a while and I think that I might do something about that.  Maybe this weekend.  I can't have Kristen with me because she talks me out of everything!  Even just a pack of onesies or a blanket or something!  Her answer is always NO.  I think that she's afraid of having too much stuff around the nursery room, but the way I look at it is every month we're in the pool is one month closer to a baby!  Girl Scout up!  Be prepared!  Plus the door to the nursery is always closed (it's been deemed a cat free zone) so maybe I'll just sneak things in there one by one and hope that she doesn't notice.

Warrior Dash traiing is actually going really well for me!  I manage to get to the gym about 4 times a week with one of those days being soccer on Tuesdays.  I'm also doing this calorie count thing on my iPhone and it's been a real eye opener to watch the amount of calories that you put in your mouth every day without really thinking about it.  I've never really been a snacker, but even small things like (2) Carmel Delight (Samoa, whatever) Girl Scout cookies are 160 calories!  Do you know how much time on the treadmill that equals?  About 20 minutes at 5mph.  Just to burn those off!  Okay, now I'm sounding preach-y but you get my point.  So far I'm down 2 pounds out of the 9 that I wanted to lose, which Lose It (the iPhone app) promised me would happen by April 15th so we'll see how it goes :)  I'm gonna be one sexy Warrior Dash biatch!

It's been a while...

I had hoped that 2011 was going to start out a lot less painful than 2010, but that wasn't in the stars for me.  I found out that my mentor of 7 years died on January 21st at the age of 35.  I spent most of the week after I found out in complete shock and disbelief that it had even happened.  He and I didn't part ways on very good terms but I think that over time we had a mutual understanding that things were okay between us.  I don't know.  It makes you really stop and realize that anything can happen at any time and you shouldn't take for granted that you'll have tomorrow to say you're sorry or that you love someone.  Anyway, before I go getting all mooshie...

Our Leavenworth getaway was great fun this year!  My little brother showed up with his girlfriend this year and we all had a really good time.  We posted tons of photos and videos on our Facebook pages about the tubing.  They raised the prices from $10 to $15 so we were only able to go one time this year (just because I hate spending other people's money).  It was still as fun as ever, though.  I think that we've made tentative plans to take the Friday before off next year and go snowmobiling.  That would be so much fun and something that I've never done before!  We even made plans to head up to Leavenworth sometime over the summer to go whitewater rafting.  I love that we're making memories :)

I'm sitting here in Durango, Colorado trying not to freeze my nether-regions off.  It was -15 degrees at 7:00 this morning and I'm pretty sure that's the coldest weather that I've ever been in.  Probably wasn't the smartest thing to land here last night wearing only a tshirt and hoodie, but whatever.  I'll learn for next time.  Oh, and I learned that people from Durango are called Durangotangs.  Love it!

So not much has changed as far as the adoption stuff goes.  I had to miss this month's meeting (which was tonight) because of travelling and that pretty much sucks.  We haven't been to a meeting since the beginning of December and I'm starting to miss the topics and contact with other adoptive parents.  I think that our agency may have lost another counselor out of the Seattle office and that kind of weirds me out.  That'll be two counselors in about 4 months and the turnover is slightly disheartening.  I'm not positive that that happened but a few things have pointed toward the idea that one of the more vocal counselors no longer works there.  Otherwise things are pretty much the same.  Just waiting and watching couples enter and exit the pool.  There still hasn't been a lesbian couple adoption yet, but I'm remaining hopeful that 2011 will be a new year.  Speaking of adoption, my longtime friend's adoption of her little boy will be finalized tomorrow.  I'm super excited for them.

They say that keeping busy is a way to make the time go by faster so that you're not constantly is "wait mode" for a baby.  Kristen and I haven't really planned our summer vacation yet (*ahem* KRISTEN), but hopefully we will soon.  But we did, however, sign up for this:  www.warriordash.com!

Pretty cool, huh!  And it's not just *us*, I've gotten about 10 of my closest friends and family to go out and get muddy with us!  I'm actually really looking forward to this.  I'm not much of a runner, believe me.  My mentality is that in order for me to actual want to run, I better be chasing something (like soccer) or something better be chasing me (like a tiger).  I don't run just to run but there's something about this whole event that appeals to the butchy athelete side of me.  Michele and I are going to spend weekends finding hay bales and junk cars to hop over to get ready for July 16th!  This is going to be so much fun.

Anyway, with the time difference it's almost 10:30 here so I should start thinking about sleeping.  I have to be downstairs at 8:00am to head to the airport for home.  I think that I caught a crappy cold on the plane but I'm hoping that maybe it just has to do with the change in weather and altitude or something.  I don't have time for a cold right now!