A Place of Our Own

Well, our roommates have officially moved out. Mark and I finally have our own car, and we have our own house. We've been very busy at work working 10, 11, 12, sometimes even 14 hour days. In the evenings we've been coming back home, and working on cleaning the house...very well. We've finally got things situated in the house the way we wanted them from the beginning. We love it!
We were even able to unclutter the bedroom a little bit by bringing some of it out into the living room so it can actually be seen. The living room is now adorned with a lot of large elephant figurines, and things of the like. We're not quite done yet, but we're satisfied for now.
Our next project will be 2 remodel our roommates' old bedroom as well as our own. You know, just change things around. I've never really been this involved with a house project before, but I think this time it's different because it's a place that I'm actually a part of, a place that I actually own part of. A place that Mark and I can call our own!

Elephants

Ever since I was four or five years old, I've always had a fascination with elephants. I'm still not really sure what it is about them, but does anybody really know the exact root of their vices. Elephants are very magnificent animals, and, even though their brains are very small, elephants are very intellegent animals.
My favorite movie when I was a little kid was "Dumbo". I loved that movie, and I watched it a lot. I watched it so much that I, at one time, could actually recite lines from the movie from memory! I nearly cried whenever the circus people imprisoned Dumbo's mother in that cage just because she was defending her son. I laughed when Dumbo got drunk off the "water" the clowns had left beside their tent. I triumphed in the end when Dumbo became famous for being the world's only flying elephant.
I recently watched a Bill Murray movie called "Larger Than Life", in which the main star is an elephant. It's about this uppity guy who doesn't even know who his real father is until it's too late. He finds out that his father was a circus clown, and that his inheritance is his father's circuz elephant. He (Bill Murray)despizes the elephant at first, and decided to get rid of the elephant, but grows to love the elephant by the end of the movie. If you haven't seen it, you should really check it out. You'll even have a lot of laughs as you watch Bill Murray's crazy adventure with this elephant. Matthew McConnahey (the star of "A Time to Kill") even has a snall roll in the movie as this gungho truck driver.
But anyway, that's enough with the movie reviews. It's time for me to get back to the subject at hand. Over the years, I've gotten all kinds of elephant things for Christmas. These include mirrors, pictures, stuffed animals, small statues, Christmas ornaments, and various other things of that sort. Mark has also given me many, many things that deal with elephants: pictures, crystals, paperweights, blankets, and pillows. I thank him as well as everyone else, for all that elephant stuff that I've gotten over the years.
I've also gotten Mark into elephants in the time that he and I have been together. He's just as obsessed with elephants as I am, I think. The only difference in my obessession and Mark's obessession is that I went as far as getting an elephant tattooed on my left bicep. It's the most expensive elephant that I have (it cost $50). Though, I have to admit, this is the first time that I've ever written about elephants.
Anyway, that will probably do it for this one, seeing as how I'm running out of things to write...at least about elephants anyway. I apologize for the lapse in entries, but work usually has Mark and I extremely busy, so I can't really get on the computer too much. I'll be sure to write though whenever I can.