Norman

Weimaraners

We got a dog right after Christmas and I can hardly believe how much I have changed. I have endless patience and tolerance for his sometimes naughty behavior and dirty footprints. I think this is close to how a new parent must feel - he can do no wrong. We got him (his name is Norman) from a Weimaraner rescue group. He is 5 or 6 years old and has been shuffled around to a few homes in his life. His history might explain his affectionate personality and constant testing of our rules.

I never pictured myself wanting children; I always told my mother that I would never have them. I always thought I was too selfish and wouldn't want to sacrifice my lifestyle for a child. Since we got Norman, though, my feelings have changed. I think I might want to be a mother at some point. The love you receive for all your tolerance and hard work is worth it!

Happy Birthday

Today is my birthday and I can't stop thinking about my mom. I keep thinking that the phone will ring and I will hear her voice asking if I am having a good day.

I am having a good day so far, other than getting over a cold. I have a job interview this afternoon that I hope will result in full-time employment. I am excited at the prospect of having more income so that Sean can relax a little more. I am supposed to go to dinner with Sean's dad and his wife tonight, which should be fun. I will also get PRESENTS! It's the strangest thing that however old I get, I still get excited at the idea of someone giving me gifts wrapped in paper. It sounds childish, but I am excited.

Our Mother's Daughters

I wonder if my sister knows that I would go to the end of the earth for her. I know that I can never replace my mother's presence in her life, but I do know that I can be there for her whenever she needs me. I hope that I am strong enough to be a rock in her life through all the tough patches. I think she might be crying by this line. I hope she knows that she can always count on me and that she can come and live with me anytime she needs to. I hope she knows that I will always do my best to live up to a promise that I made to our mom before she died. I hope she knows that she can call me anytime, for any reason and I will be there.

Crabs!

We went to Chicago last month and visited the Aquarium while we were there. This ended up being my favorite picture. This is actually a spider crab. These things are gigantic in person.

Will I Regret This?

I am wondering whether I will regret not finishing my teaching certificate. It feels great to not be in school right now, but I thought I would have had a job by now. I am only reassured by the fact that my finance degree should help me to get a decent job. The financial advisor that I work for currently is great and I like working there, but they want someone who is willing to committ to working there for a long time and I cannot make that kind of committment. I am just not sure what I want to do yet, but I feel like I am missing out on a good opportunity by leaving a good-paying job. I feel very unsettled right now about not having a full-time job and not knowing what the right thing for my is. I feel like the right thing should be apparent to me, but it isn't. I remeber in taking a test in high school that was supposed to tell you what you should do for a living - my results were mortician or attorney. I think that the fact that my home doesn't feel settled is adding to my stress about things not being in place. I am looking forward to remodeling the room that Barry is living in now. I am hoping that I can get the room finished and things moved back in there and finally begin to feel like things are the way they are supposed to be. Maybe my problem is that I am just sitting around waiting for the answer to bite me on the ass. After all this whinging, I am starting to feel like a spoiled brat since I don't have to worry about finding housing or evacuating because of a hurricane at this point in my life.

I Get Lost

I could spend hours reading on this website...

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Main_Page

Check it out.