Elliott

I just kyped this picture of Elliott off my cousin's blog. This is the beautiful dog that is going to be my new best friend when I move up to Vancouver! He looks a little tired in this shot but he's beautiful!

I've also decided to head down to San Diego in August for Noah's wedding. Doing the math I realized that Noah will be the first Miller man to get married since My dad. Seems about time. Linds and I are going down a little early do we can hit Disneyland with her kids. I think it will be a nice little trip to round out my international travel this year.

In other news-Marcene and family are coming on Tuesday and Maranda a few days later. I'm hoping Maranda can use her master skills to turn me into a blond again. However each time I think of a dye job I start to get sentimental about my darker hair.

Grandpa Miller is not fairing so well. After all his work last year to kill off bladder cancer it turns out he now has bone cancer. He's lost interest in eating and is losing a bunch of weight. Dad talked to him today for father's day and said grandad sounded tired. I don't quite want to think about him dying just yet, but I know it's around the short corner and it hurts. I feel like a certain amount of your identity is wrapped up in your family and to have someone pass away seems impossible. How can you keep living if they aren't.

In honor of how awesome he is I present for you this:

Now THAT is a good looking fella if I ever saw one! I love you grandpa!