
Saturday was the annual Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure in Indianapolis. My family is always involved in this walk since we have been affected first hand by Breast Cancer. Fortunately, our story has an incredibly happy ending! We are so blessed! Myself and my family enjoy participating in this event to help raise money in the hopes that one day, there will be a cure for this, and all cancers.


My mom, my two brothers, and I walked the 3.1 miles together through the downtown streets of Indianapolis. (My favorite part is passing the Zoo....I love that elephant with the pink ribbons in his ears!) It is always emotional to see just how many people participate in this event. It's so eye-opening to see just how many people are affected by breast cancer. According to the local news station, there were over 41,000 people involved in the race resulting in $2.5 million dollars raised!!!! Unbelievable.
After the race, we returned to my house where Jeff, my dad, and my grandpa were waiting for us. We celebrated my mom's birthday while eating sandwiches from Jimmy John's and then a delicious M&M blizzard cake from Dairy Queen. Then, to add to the excitement of the day, my Aunt and 2 cousins from Chicago stopped by as a birthday surprise for my mom. She had no idea and was totally shocked when they walked in the door!

Unfortunately, my family isn't able to get together all that often because of work schedules and distance, but when we do, we have a great time! What a great way to spend a Saturday!
UPDATE: Progress has been made with the Cooper vs The Crate Battle of 2010. I have had people give me dog training books and have sent me links that deal with "How to Crate Train Your Puppy" over the past week. After reading all of the literature, we decided to make a few changes to our approach. First, we moved the crate from our bedroom to the living room downstairs. We hang out all the time on the main level, so the crate is constantly in Cooper's line of sight. Second, we are continuing to feed him his meals in the crate, but are keeping the door open, allowing him to exit at his own will. Third, we are giving him little pieces of hot dog when he enters the crate so he associates "yummy" with the crate instead of anxiety and dread.
Last night, Cooper and I were upstairs. I turned around and realized he was no longer following me around. I looked everywhere and he was nowhere to be found. Finally, I happened to glace over to the crate and I saw this....

Oh. My. God! Are you kidding me?!? Then, today, Cooper and I were working on him entering the crate by command (with a little hot dog enticement) and 3 times in a row, when I said, "Crate," he walked his little self right into that crate and sat down. Progress! Progress!! Progress!!! Now, let's see just how much progress we have made when Jeff and I return to work tomorrow and Cooper spends the day in the crate. So far, it looks like Jeff and I are winning....