Wednesday, June 12, 2013

If Goldens Ruled the World

A little video I made including all our animal friends...

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Blog update

Starting something new... in light of all the sadness lately, felt like we needed a little lift...

Random Acts of Sunshine

Friday, October 19, 2012

Change is good?

Not always.


I'm not a fan of change when it's a result of something that didn't work out or a last resort. Right now there are too many changes happening at once and it's hard to adjust. I feel like I'm losing good people in my life and it just plain sucks. 


Friday, August 17, 2012

You're always there...



 When I need a coffee date...
You're always there.




When I need someone to lean on...
You're always there.




 When I need someone who understands...
You're always there.




When I'm sad and need some comfort...
You're always there.




 When I need to get up and out!
You're always there.



When I need time to relax...
 You're always there.





 When I'm sick and stuck in bed... 
You're always there.



When I'm grateful for my blessings...
You're always there.



When I need my best friend...
There you are.

Friday, August 10, 2012

The Earth was Happy




There once was a time the Earth was happy,
Vast mountains, blue oceans and tree after tree.
A bright shining sun, led to dark starry nights,
An abundance of nature and all of its sights.
Then one by one, the creatures came...
First man, then woman and everything changed.
Man's will was free, he made decisions and choices
Some for the good; some hushed nature's voices.
But man was creative, making wheels to jet planes.
Soon building after building covered our terrain.
Pollution filled skies, green grass began to fade,
People became obsessed with all that was man made.
And across this great globe war battles were fought.
“What happened to my beautiful home?” The Earth sat and thought.
Fighting over power, religious beliefs and greed,
Love for one another, no longer was a need.
The Earth began to weep, for it was rattled to the core.
It quaked and buckled with every sob, just couldn't take it anymore.
The oceans swelled and swallowed life, man made buildings crumbled.
Sadness had unleashed this rage, yet man did not seem humbled.
“What will it take for man to see we cannot go on this way?”
“Must I end this world right now? But how and when...today?”

-Me

Sunday, June 24, 2012

A day of rest

Today was a LAZY day, not only due to the rain and wind, but also because I was hung. the. hell. over. We had one of those late nights out (which I realize I am just too old for) and my entire day was spent in bed, recovering. It wasn't just recovering from an alcohol induced frenzy, I was also suffering the effects of fried chicken. More on that later. Or maybe not. But the point is, I was in bed the whole day and guess who didn't leave me for a moment?

This guy....



He is such a sensitive soul and would gently put his head on my tummy, which must have sounded like a volcanic eruption. Every once in a while he would look up and lick my chin or cheek just to show his love...or perhaps make sure I was still breathing?



At one point in the day I sent him off with a note and said, "Give this to your Dad." He did so promptly and then rushed back upstairs to join me in bed. Such a good boy.



I had such a craving for some Raspberry Tapioca pudding and while slowly enjoying my bowl of pudding, again there's my loyal companion. He never once begged for a bite which is very unusual. But of course I did share a little with him. He loved it. 





Later in the afternoon we experienced a "sun break" so I crawled out of bed and opened the doors to the deck to allow sunshine into the bedroom. Before I even got myself situated, Wrigs nestled in, right beside me. The sun's rays slowly started to make me feel like a being of the human kind and since Wrigs loves the sun as much as I do, we were both very content. I fell asleep for almost an hour and woke up refreshed and warm along with a nice sized rug burn across the side of my face.



So earlier in the day I had somewhat of an episode in the bathroom. (What kind of post would this be if I didn't mention this topic?) Anyway, Tom sees the sleeve of my sweatshirt soaking in the bathroom sink. He asks "What happened here?" I say, "Oh you don't want to know." Then he says, "Did you throw up on your arm or something?" Again I reply with, "I'm telling you, you don't want to know." And the rest went something like this...

Tom
"How bad can it be? It's not like you crapped your pants."

Me
"No...not exactly."

Tom
"You crapped your sweatshirt??"

Me
"I was on the toilet. My tummy was bad. I started to get sweaty so I took off my sweatshirt...not realizing, um...one of the sleeves fell into the toilet."

Tom
"That's disgusting!"

Me
"You wanted to know."