Lost in Transition

beach dogs

You may have heard I’m in the process of seeking new hosting for this website. I’ve capped out my limit for uploading images (Forty gigs is the limit, dude.) and I’ve come to a cross roads. Like everyone who’s been taking up space on the internet for a really long time, I’ve lost my first (and second and maybe third) love for it. Of course I wonder if it’s time to pull the plug? Do I even have anything to say anymore? Do I have time to say it? It seems like a silly hobby these days, especially if it costs hundreds of dollars to keep it going.

A lot of friends have reached out to tell me not to give it up. (I have a huge archive that apparently is like google currency.) So I’m probably not going to just shut it down but I’m trying to find away to keep it going affordably.  Or maybe I will pay for a dedicated server.  Maybe it’s like a yoga studio membership and if I fork out the bucks for it I’ll take it more seriously and actually show up regularly and maybe it will pay for itself like it used to back in the day. I don’t know.

I’m thinking a lot about my message here. Why am I here still?  What do I still have to say?  I do love writing still and maybe focusing more on writing and less on images might get me here more regularly. I don’t know.  You know how I love images…Maybe I can go back to hosting my pictures on flickr. (Stupid flickr. Why do they have to make it so difficult these days?)

Anyway, if you know of a good hosting site leave your two cents. I’ve got a list and I’m doing my research. I’ll keep you posted on the big jump.


The Puppies go to Dog Beach


We took the puppies to dog beach yesterday. We took them to the dog park last week and that completely blew their little puppy minds so we were quite excited to show them the great big ocean.dog-beach2

They are finally big enough that they are starting to love going in the car which is a dream come true for me. I always wanted to have a truck and a dog that went everywhere with me.  Of course the realities of puppies riding in cars is a little more messy, whiney and crazy but it’s still mostly on the fun side.  It’s challenging and almost impossible to keep the puppies in the back and not in the middle seat with the girls so you can imagine all that fun the whole way to the beach.

But we made it and off we all zagged to the sand, anticipation drooling from our mouths.


Wait, hold up. What?!!  You didn’t say there would cold wet stuff rushing up to get me! says Cody. He was not a fan of the water. Sand and sea weed are great but that water stuff, no way.  He was kind of a wus at the dog park too, immediately rolling over onto his back and showing his stomach at the least little interaction with other dogs. Maybe he’s just too young still.


Whiskey, on the other hand, is a true adventurer (just like Joon) and LOVED the water. He was off and running and couldn’t get enough. It’s like he throws himself at the world full force. I think he is happiest with wind in his hair.  Towards the end he got a little cold and was more interested in chasing other dogs than waves but it’s not like he was afraid of the water like his big wus of a brother.


I think we washed some of Whiskey’s puppy fur off in the waves.


Admire my skinny dog legs. I like to call this look “beach chic.”

After an hour or so of chasing them around and trying to keep Cody out of people’s lunch sacks, we finally decided it was enough beach for the day.


We came home, the dogs flopped onto the cool marble floor and they slept until the end of time.