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Friday, June 30, 2006

Stuff Portrait Friday

Stuff Portrait Friday - Shaun style

This week, the happy couple would like the following shots:

-a photo with a story behind it
-a Random and Odd photo
-something borrowed


OK, let me finally tell the story about how Gage became Gage. OK, so the hubs and I had been together for a while and I had let him know in, no uncertain terms through my best friend (yeah, it was all very 9th grade) that I would like to be married before I turned 800. Well, he went out and bought me a ring and kept it at his friend's house. Well, one day the kids, me and the hubs were at the house. His daughter and I were baking cookies while the men folk watched some LSU game. I went to go grab the mail and lo and behold, there was an envelope in there from some jewelry company - looked to me like a bill. Hmmmmmm.... I confront the hubs and he gets all pissed off. I go back to baking cookies because I figure I ruined some surprise. I go back out between batches and find him in the room laying across the bed looking all despondent. I sit and talk to him asking him what's wrong. He does the classic guy thing of "Nothing" all with the lower lip stuck out in a very petulant fashion. So his daughter and I sit there and he finally comes out with the fact that the envelope I found was a rejection letter for credit he tried to acquire to get me a ring. I, then begin to feel HORRIBLE. He tells his daughter and I that he has tried to get credit at a number of stores and has been rejected by all of them and he has no idea how to get me a ring, blah blah blah. At this point, I feel BAD. Like BAD. So we (the daughter and I) tell him it's ok and not to worry. Eventually we go back to our evening.

The following night, the hubs is at the station. I go over there to have dinner with him. I am all excited because I come up with a bomb ass plan. I tell him I have an idea and for him to keep an open mind briefly. He looks skeptical but he does, at least, listen. I tell him that while a ring is a lovely thought and a traditional engagement gift given from guy to girl, it is really just a symbol of an enduring contract - the one that states that we will be married. That's it. It is just a big shiny contract - a pretty contract normally but when you get right down to it, the meaning behind the symbol is more important than the symbol itself, right? So I propose that he get me..............wait for it...........an engagement dog. Yeah, he laughed. I was like "No, seriously, wait and listen." I wanted a dog. We had a yard. He likes dogs. I really really really wanted a dog. Why can't the dog (something I really wanted, by the way) be our engagement symbol? Something we could love and take care of and put bandanas on, etc. He looked at me a tad oddly and said that he would think about it, but that he was not sure how he felt about an engagement dog. He promised to at least consider it. Cool. I went home.

The next day he picks his kids up, and tells them his plan. He comes home with the kids and tells me that he is agreeing to the engagement dog. I am all psyched. So we go up to Petsmart where this organization brings dogs every Saturday for adoption. We are all early and sit by the door awaiting the tiny pups. Being the small bladdered girl that I am, right when they pull up, I have to run off and pee. Before I took off, I saw my dog. He was hanging off the arm of a nice lady being brought in to be hopefully sent off with a loving owner. I pointed him out to the hubs and he went to go secure our pup. I came back to his son holding the dog with the dog looking way content. I snatched him up and while we filled out a million pages of paperwork for said Pooper, he laid rather contentedly across my forearm with nary a peep coming out of him. Anyway, we went through all the hoops to make the Pooper our very own. Then the hubs actually went through the whole getting down on one knee IN THE MIDDLE OF PETSMART and proposed marriage extending the dog up to me as an offering. I was all happy and weepy because (a) I was getting engaged and (b) I was getting a doggie. I was almost too distracted to notice that next to the dog, there was a ring. A nice ring. A purrrrrty ring.

So it was all a big fat lie. The lack of credit. The getting turned down. The big crocodile tears (Did I forget to mention that when the daughter and I were comforting him that night he forced out real tears KNOWING he already had the ring?) The ring has been purchased weeks before and was waiting for Christmas. He had to concoct this ridiculous story only because I had found the bill. The man is just evil.

So that is how we got the Pooper. And that is how he got his name - Gage for being my enGAGEment dog. Best engagement gift ever in my humble opinion.

Random and Odd photo. I like this photo but it is just kinda random. Hope it fits the bill.

Something borrowed. This is Dusty, our tenant for about a month or so. We borrowed him (sorta) while the MIL and FIL were stuck in their FEMA trailer and active Dusty was just not doing well in such a confined space. So he hung with us.

So did you play? Let me know and I promise to come check it out!!!

Elizabeth at 9:36 AM

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34 Comments

at 10:52 AM Blogger A Slice of Life said...

That has got the be one of the best stories evah! Your hubs sounds like a real keeper. :)

I played
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at 11:06 AM Blogger Kami said...

HOLY SHIT!

That is too great.

 
at 11:31 AM Blogger Teena said...

Loved the Gage story! What a sweetie the Hubs is! What a shit, though, too :)

Thanks for stopping by mine :)

 
at 11:32 AM Blogger Jomama said...

That is the most romantic engagement story ever! You've got quite a man. Did everyone in PetSmart clap for you like they do in the movies whenever a man proposes?

 
at 11:43 AM Blogger Juliabohemian said...

wow, I thought you were going to tell me that he got you a dog, but you would have to wait for the dog to poop to get your ring.

 
at 12:33 PM Blogger Jennifer said...

I adore that story. It should be in a movie. Soooooo lovely. the dog is a cutie, even better then the ring I bet!

I played for the first time
jennifer

 
at 12:37 PM Blogger Territorial said...

That is the most unique engagement story I have ever heard!!!

I played.

 
at 1:15 PM Blogger Shell said...

An Engagement Dog...hilarious!! I love it.

 
at 1:55 PM Blogger Pam said...

That was probably the best engagement story I have ever heard! That was awesome!

 
at 2:10 PM Blogger Nap Queen said...

SFG, I'm sitting here with my jaw on the floor and about to cry. That is the sweetest story EVER. I just love you (not in a creepy way) for even suggesting an engagement dog. So sweet.

 
at 3:02 PM Blogger Jana said...

I love the engagement story! My hubby took me ring shopping the day before he proposed, when he already had the ring. Sneaky.

Happy SPF!

 
at 4:03 PM Blogger Pissy Britches said...

That was a fabulous! story.
FABULOUS.
Love it.

 
at 4:13 PM Blogger Mama C said...

Best story I've heard so far.

I have no comment for that pic...it's just not coming quick enough.

By the way, Nip/Tuck is a great show. Riviting, nasty and downright evilicious. Love Dr. Troy! I'd let you "borrow" my dvds but as you know, they don't belong to me.

 
at 4:29 PM Blogger Charlotte in Pa said...

Awww... that is a SWEET story! I think that I would like an engagement dog. I don't even love jewelry. Well... maybe a ring would be nice. But still. A dog!

Happy SPF!

 
at 4:45 PM Blogger Torie said...

That is one of the most unusual engagement stories I have ever heard.
I played

 
at 4:52 PM Blogger Sandra said...

OMG... what a cool story :)

thanks for stopping by ;)

 
at 5:18 PM Blogger CameraDawktor said...

That is the best stinking story EVER!!! And you are so humble and gracious to go with a dog instead of a ring. I was hoping the ending would turn out the way it did. You know, how @ the movies you want the girl to get it all and that usually never happens?

This is just too sweet. Lovely story. And perfect name for the dog! You already knew it but I played too!

 
at 5:26 PM Blogger Suzanne R said...

It sounds like true love and absolute compatability to me -- such a truly great story!

I played.

 
at 5:56 PM Blogger Carrie said...

I think that is the best proposal story ever! What a lucky lady! I want an enGAGEment dog one day! :) Love it!!!!!!!

 
at 6:01 PM Blogger Uzz said...

That story is awesome!!! I need to remember that if I ever decide to get married again! You certainly nailed that one!

I played as well!

 
at 6:44 PM Blogger Fleur De Lisa said...

I so love the name Gage and your story made it even better.
Thanks for sharing and thanks for stopping by mine earlier.

 
at 6:50 PM Blogger Hag in the jag said...

Awesome story!! Geez, and I had to just about force my future hubster into getting me a ring. Hey, after all I am wife number 3- I guess it just got old for him.

My caption- In hindsight it was probably NOT a good idea to tack the cat's tail down to keep the linoleum from curling up.
I played

 
at 7:31 PM Blogger Erin said...

What an adorable story! WTG hubs!

 
at 8:11 PM Blogger Adam said...

Cool...I guess that means I can have two wives?

 
at 8:14 PM Blogger Gracie said...

Great story! Sneaky lil shyt, but way cool!!

 
at 10:06 PM Blogger Tammy said...

What a great enGAGEment story!!

So, do you put your bandanas on the poor dog? :)

 
at 12:09 AM Blogger Lori said...

What a wonderuful story! I love how he got his name.

 
at 7:54 AM Blogger Jennifer said...

That's a great story! That's so sweet.

 
at 10:27 AM Blogger Football Widow said...

That is the coolest story I have ever heard! I love it.

 
at 3:11 PM Blogger The Kept Woman said...

Sweetest engagement story ever.

Thanks for sharing it with us as we all, "Awwwwwwwww..."

 
at 1:58 PM Blogger hellokittn said...

LMAO. That was great :-D.

 
at 2:50 AM Blogger Sea_creature said...

Beautiful story. That is the perfect engagement. Not only is it totally sweet, but it's also very unique! Awww!

 
at 3:25 PM Blogger Annejelynn said...

that's the BEST engagement story! I LOVE IT! LOVE IT! LOVE IT!

 
at 4:30 PM Blogger Nicole said...

What a freaking awesome story!!! What a freaking brilliant minded hubs to come up with it all! I am impressed!!! I basically had to force my huney to propose marriage :)

Pisces males *sigh* can't live with them can't kill them.

I also love the name Gage. Ya'll totally ROCK!!! :)

 

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