Interesting

Listening to music, two specific songs came one just after the other, and I just thought I should share:

Broken by Lifehouse

Wait Til You See My Smile by Alicia Keys

I don't know.... if you listen to the lyrics, it sounds almost like a question and then an answer. I've always found this specific song by Alicia keys very beautiful and uplifting, even though it isn't upbeat.

In other news, I have a picture of my puppy to show everyone. Denver, youngest of a five week old litter. Well, almost five weeks. I'm very, very excited to bring this little guy home. I mean, who needs a boyfriend when you've got a loyal, unconditional fuzzball of love?

Eh...for those of you who don't know, dogs are my first love. I am at my happiest when around a happy dog. Or a happy litter of nine puppies. :)

Renovations are going slow, but still...the chaos of the house has my brain in a scramble. I have literally written zip nonfiction for sixish weeks. I'm just journaling a whole lot and (rarely) posting here. I should try to post here more. I apologize for the long overdue post.

Hopefully the next will be sooner in coming.

Well Hello There

So I'm sure you've noticed that I haven't been posting as much recently. Well, I'll tell you why. First of all, a friend of mine is fostering a litter of nine puppies, one of which I am going to adopt. That'll be in about five weeks, but considering they live within walking distance, I want to get to know them, and they are so dang cute, they are taking up a deal of time and thought process. I mean, I could write about them up here, describing them to every single and boring detail, but it's just not the same over a blog. I might post pictures, should they decide to work on here.

Also, my sister and her husband are moving...tomorrow. My sister is freaking out. I am going to be helping out and the stress level (not mine, but it's sort of infectious) is skyrocketing. Rather, it's bouncing between absolutely relaxed and insanely intense. Ah well.

Lastly, we are going to do major renovations to our house once the sister and husband are away, and I'll be moving to a different bedroom, at which point I'll get the puppy and start training it and taking care of it. Sometimes I get little moments where I just have to write or I'm going to explode, and hopefully I'll be in a position to do that using the blog. But hey, what can I say? Real life comes first, and posts are going to be spotty the majority of the time.

Have a good one.

Oh

I got an email from someone random that I don't know telling me they liked my blog. Obviously, if you look to the side, they are not a follower. Why not? Oh, they just liked the way I wrote and wrote consistently and wanted me to join this random fashion website. I looked, saw the word 'sexy' about fifty times, and passed it by.

But hey, at least I know people...read this. Sometimes. >.> Maybe I should be worried.

Don't Think Of Anything

I ruin my vacations by wanting desperately for them to be over. I mean, what would you do if each day that passes brings you closer to getting a puppy, getting your own room, and seeing one of your best friends ever again. Well, all of them, actually. I also hate being uncomfortable. You wouldn't think it, but I don't like strange situations, places, people. It's more difficult for me than I think it is for most other people. When with relatives, that's one thing. I've known and trusted them all my life. But out here, out in Charleston, where I've already seen everything I want to see and really don't know where anything is, I just don't feel right.

Don't think of anything.

At least I'm feeling about ten times healthier, right? I mean, I can breathe (mostly) better and I'm not as physically exhausted as I was at home. Constantly. At home. And it's likely allergies set off by dirty dirty carpets and cats and plants and stuff. So I have all that to look forward to again. Feeling like I'm getting over nausea over and over and over again. And only three separating me from more of that.

Don't think of anything.

I've learned lessons, though:

1) Don't kick mushrooms on hot, humid days. They splatter.

2) If you do choose to kick mushrooms on hot, humid days, don't wear shoes with holes in them.

3) If you both kick the mushrooms and wear holey shoes, just go inside and put on a different pair. Don't desperately try to clean them in the two minutes before you leave on a very long trip.

4) No matter how hard you try, you are never going to be able to get a full nights sleep on the first night. Better just plan ahead and put yourself in a comfortable, quiet, entertaining place before you settle down for a sleepless night.

5) The door isn't jammed. It just hates you.

6) Forty bucks isn't enough for souvenirs, no matter how stingy a person you are, no matter where you go or for how long.

7) Sometimes the best days end in panic attacks. Just look over it and move on.

8) The shower doesn't only spray boiling or freezing water. It just hates you.

9) Always bring spares.

10) If you forgot the phone charger, go back and get it. Now. I don't care if you are already there. You won't survive without your cellphone. Rather, you will go insane. Because...

11) Family drives you crazy. There must be outside contact.

12) Go ahead and buy it--you /didn't/ spend 20,000$!

13) Lastly, you really can't help it. On every trip, at least one stuffed animal is going to find it's way home with you.

Also, just don't think of anything. This is your time away from reality, for better or worse. Relax.