Monday, June 14, 2010
My friend V. put a post on Facebook earlier today about the her husband and kids wanting a dog.
I, of course, had to throw my vote in for a Frenchie! You would have thought I had dropped a bomb on her wall! She got about 30 responses begging her to adopt from a shelter and not succomb to the pressure of "buying a designer dog." How dare I suggest buying a pure bred dog?!?
Now listen up...I would put myself at the top of the list when it comes to people who love dogs...all kinds!
It just seems weird to me that there is such a stigma against pure bred dogs! Am I supposed to be ashamed that I chose a breed that was suitable to my lifestyle, hopelessly cute and paid more than a shelter adoption fee for her? Yes, I support adopting shelter dogs! They are wonderful dogs...but not because they are from a shelter, BUT BECAUSE ALL DOGS ARE WONDERFUL AND DESERVE A HOME!
So yes V., get a dog...any dog...whatever kind you like!
Saturday, June 12, 2010
So Thursday night was my last night at work. I went to the RN program at that hospital and then worked nights in the ER for 8 years and 20 days. It was a small hospital in a small town, and everybody was related or knew each other in some way. I love that.
I look back and think about the endless stream of people that I cared for. I was lucky enough to save some lives and I have been blessed to be with many when they died.
I am thankful for that place and for those people who have helped me become who I am. I am grateful to those who have shown me the kind of person I never want to be.
I had a great send-off. Lots of delicious food and kind words, but my last night was a busy one, and reminded me that I am leaving to find a more peaceful place.
My husband and I have spent the last 20 years living passing lives. In total, he has spent about 5 years of our marriage deployed overseas and another 5 out of port on training trips or work-ups. This pace has worn us out!
Our house went up for sale today...we are all done here, we are moving out and moving on!
Friday, June 11, 2010
I just got through watching an episode of "17 kids and counting" where Jinger was learning to drive. It made me think back 21 yrs (eek!) ago when I was learning. My Mother took me out on the first day in my Dad's truck and we drove for hours. First the dirt roads, then the back roads, then the main roads and finally the highway.
I remember being super scared, but my mother was never the type to go in for that...my Mother is a BAD ASS and always made us feel like we could do anything! She always encouraged us to learn to do anything and everything because you never know when it could get you out of a jam.
But driving was a big one...if you can drive, then you can leave...and never be anywhere you don't CHOOSE to be!
Learning to drive, learning to fly...same thing...thanks Momma :o)
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
I love convenience stores. Actually, I love the names of convenience stores, especially in the South. Names like Gas-N-Guzzle, Zip-E-Mart and Get-N-Go just make me laugh. There is a little store down the road from my new house (which I haven't bought yet) called The Lazy Bee! I love it! Does anyone remember a chain called Magik Market?