A Very Merry Pre-Thanksgiving Christmas to You!

Not much explanation needed here. Just enjoy another video blog post. It's easy. You don't even have to read it. Just press play!

Holiday Sprinkles Overloaded

Jocelyn catches Joe with his hands in the cookie jar.

We decided to make cookies on a Sunday night, and this not out of the ordinary for a young couple getting ready to start a new week. But when Jocelyn left the kitchen to answer the phone, Joe went to work decorating the cookies...

More Gratuitous Dog Videos...

Fun with iMovie.

We have gotten several requests from friends and family that they would like to see more video of us. Well, we are happy to oblige because Joe has new video editing software that he wants to play around with. A few people have told us that the video we put on the last post was "private" and unable to be viewed. That should be fixed now, so enjoy last week's video and the new one we are putting up today.

Huskers lose to Texas...and we shoot our sorrows away!

We spent Saturday with our friends, Brett and Annie, at their family cabin on the Platte river. We spent most of the day watching the Husker game with their family, but after the game we needed something to get our minds off of 8 dropped passes that lead to defeat. The Clarke family was kind enough to extend their Second Amendment rights to us. After the boys had taken their turns, Jocelyn was the first girl to step up to the plate! She was a great shot, and will now be voting Republican for the rest of her life.



[Blogger's Note: You can't see it very well, but Jocelyn hit the clay pigeon on the first shot. The second shot was to make sure it was dead.]

It's been 1L of a month

It has been a month since we last posted, and we have something to say . . . Back off! Joe is in law school and Jocelyn is working. We are a busy go-getting couple, so you will receive no apologies.

On a less aggressive note, we have plenty of new stories to share. Law school is in full swing for Joe, and he spends most of his time with his nose literally in a book. Well . . . not literally, but figuratively. Because a reasonable person has a duty to exercise care to avoid any foreseeable risk. A jury would most likely conclude that a reasonable person should foresee that putting one's nose literally in book would cause harm to other people walking around him because he might bump into them. Failure to exercise care would result in a breach of said duty, and negligence would most likely lie. [At this point Jocelyn takes the computer from Joe and says, "Ok, Esquire. You're done."]

If you want to know about Lincoln, then you have to know that it is all about football. The Huskers have been playing very well, and spirits are generally high during the week. We decided to incorporate ourselves into Lincoln society, and the best way to do that is to dress like a Lincolnian. We went to the University Bookstore to get hooked up, and the pictures show us sorting through Nebraska gear.

Stella leaves her mark

You might ask yourself when you notice that you are welcomed to our blog with a picture of dog poo, "What kind of blog are you running here, Sigs?" Well, there is a story behind this picture, and it is hilarious. First of all, the puppy pie in question belongs to our dog Stella. If you have met Stella, you know she likes to chew on things....a lot. She is particularly skilled at tearing toys apart. Luckily, she has never destroyed any of our furniture or personal things, but that is because we always keep a fresh supply of toys for her. Her two favorite things are rubber bones and tennis balls. 

With that in mind, we were taking Stella for a walk this morning around our apartment complex and we stopped outside our building to play a little catch. While we were playing Joe noticed what looked like a diseased doo-doo with blue and green mold all over it. Joe commented to Jocelyn, "What do you think that dog was eating that made its poop grow blue and green mold?" We both stooped down to take a closer look at the doggy deuce. We now invite you, the humble reader of The Notorious SIG to take a closer look. Go ahead, click on it. The mold you see is not mold at all: it is tennis ball fuzz and bits of blue rubber bone. We both look at each other, and then glance over at Stella who was sitting down and looking at us as. We couldn't stop laughing.