Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Why I love Halloween

Okay, so here are my top ten reasons why I enjoy Halloween:

1. It's the first holiday of my favorite season.
2. Candy!! I always loved the mini candy bars I would get when I went Trick-Or-Treating.
3. It's so much fun to dress up. Usually you get to go as something which is the opposite of who you are, which is fun.
4. The little ones who go trick-or-treating just find such great joy in it, it's great to see the smiles on their faces.
5. The smell of that plastic which masks are made of always brings back memories.
6. Ghosts are so cute...as long as they look like Casper.
7. It's always fun to bust out those orange pumpkins used to collect candy. I always hated it though when they got so heavy the handle broke half way through the night.
8. It's funny to see the kiddos on nights when it's cold. You get to put on your cool costume, but then your mom makes you put you jacket on over it. It just always ruined it all!
9. Halloween means Thanksgiving is on its way!! I can't wait for Turkey Day!!!
10. The arrival of Turkey Day means the arrival of my favorite time of year....Christmas Carol season!!! I love the soft listening channel because they play Christmas songs ALL DAY LONG after Thanksgiving. It's so great!!!

Buff Tough Chick

Can I tell you how good it feels to get back to the gym?? It's wonderful!!! I have only been for one day now, so I guess I can't really say I'm a full fledged gym goer again, but last night felt great. It's a different sort of work out I'm doing this time. I used to work out with the guys so I would only do about 10 minutes of cardio and then really focus on lifting weights. This time, Jeremy and I are going, but we're each doing our own thing. So I got to do 30 minutes of cardio and then just a little bit of lifting. I'm hoping this will be better for me to slim down!! Not to mention I'm going with the one I love, and that is always just great!! I'll keep ya posted on it!!!

Sunday, October 29, 2006

I have the greatest Boyfriend in the World

Okay, so guess what?? I have the most amazing boyfriend in the world. Yup..you read it!!! He just always knows how to make me smile. Take for instance tonight. I am stressing out about getting my homework all done for this next week. He has had a busy day at the church all day. What he wants is probably some "us" time, but instead he allows me to get my homework done. We are still present with one another, but doing our own thing. What got me though was I walked in, right away he knew something was on my mind. And when I said "I'm okay" he knew it was a lie. He knew there was something else going on in my random head. He just knows me and it's so great that he does!!

An Update on My Crazy Busy Life

Just so you can understand how busy I have been the past few days, I started this blog 3 days ago...and I am finally getting around to finishing it. School is still going crazy, last week I had 2 exams. One I feel good about, the other I don't. But if I were to put money on it, I would think I did better on the one I don't feel good about. That's just how it goes...I think I do good on and exam and I get a 70, but when I think I do horrible I'll get a 93. It's just how it goes...don't ask me why.

This weekend was crazy busy getting Jeremy all moved into the house. I always thought that house was great, but there is something with furniture in it that just gives it life!! I did learn this weekend how hard and annoying it is to shop for a mattress. The sales people have all kinds of gimmicks and games to get you to buy their product...it's just annoying!! Give me Sam's Club where I can do it myself without having anyone bug me!!

Work is slowing down a little which I guess you could say is good. I'm about to start my third week and already have all the work caught up the lady I replaced was working on. Some peoples kids...I just don't know what some people do at work so they don't get their work done. If I have a task to complete I'm going to do it...no ifs, ands, or butts (oops I mean buts) about it, it's just going to get done!!

This past week I had my 24th birthday. I'm so glad I'm not 23 anymore...it was just an awkward age for me for some reason. I can say though, this was one of the best birthdays I have had. The people that shared it with me, from those at work, church, Jeremy and my family, all mean the world to me, so it was great to have them be a part of my day!!

This next week...UGH!! I have two papers due. One is only 5 pages which I think will be easy to crank out. But the other is 7 pages. That's just one of those in between number of pages I seem to have trouble getting to. Not to mention it's over two books that are so boring I refused to read them. So, now, the paper is due in 3 days and I have over 600 pages to read. All I can say is I can't wait for this semester to be over!!!

OH OH one good thing...my favorite song "Lips of an Angel" by Hinder just came on!! It's going to be a GREAT DAY!!!

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Then What's the Point of Cake?

Okay so I was talking with my friend Adam today about...well that's not important, but I had to tell him he couldn't have his cake and eat it too. His response to me was "what's the point of having cake then if you can't eat it??" I was totally not expecting this and it really got me thinking about it. I have been told all my life I can't have the cake and eat it too. So like Adam said, what's the point? Why would I have this piece of cake sitting in front of me if I can't eat it??

So this got me thinking back to a conversation Jeremy and I had the other night after we watched an episode of One Tree Hill. One of the characters in the show, Lucas, has a heart condition which has prevented him from pursuing his dream of playing basketball. There is an opportunity, however, that arises for him to get 15 minutes of playing time in a game as long as he is on his medication. Anything more than 15 minutes would put too much strain on his heart and there could be severe consequences. He decides he doesn't want to do that. He says he would rather not do it at all, than do it half way.

I just wonder how many times we think like Adam was thinking. If I can't have my cake and eat it too, what's the point of cake. I think it's like the scenario with Lucas on One Tree Hill. He is given his cake, but because he can only play for 15 minutes he's not being allowed to eat it too. I got to thinking, then, and feeling really bad for those people who think they don't want the cake at all if they can't eat it. I mean what if you end up missing out on something just because you can't do it all the way. Where do you draw the line?? I feel Lucas's pain. If he can't play the whole game, why play at all? But, at the same time, wouldn't you rather have 15 minutes of joy than a lifetime without??

Things We Can Learn From a Dog

  1. Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joy ride.
  2. Allow the experience of fresh air and wind in your face to be pure ecstasy.
  3. When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.
  4. When it's in your best interest, always practice obedience.
  5. Let others know when they've invaded your territory.
  6. Take naps and always stretch before rising.
  7. Run, romp and play daily.
  8. Eat with gusto and enthusiasm.
  9. Be loyal.
  10. Never pretend to be something you're not.
  11. If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.
  12. When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by and nuzzle them gently.
  13. Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.
  14. Thrive on attention and let people touch you.
  15. Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.
  16. Oh hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.
  17. When you are happy, dance around and wag your entire body.
  18. No matter how often you are criticized, don't buy into the guilt thing and pout. Run right back and make friends.

The Big But of Katie Land

I seriously enjoy being a woman and if I had the chance there is no way I would come back as a man. However, (this is the big but of Katie Land), the wiring of the female mind drives me crazy. Women, we know we are more emotional, or at least some of us have finally come to this conclusion. I don't know about you, but sometimes this really just drives me nuts. I mean for no reason we can just start crying, and even have trouble stopping. Usually there is an underlying reason, but there doesn't always have to be. We also tend to get hurt easier. We think we're strong, but emotionally we usually aren't. We just have the amazing ability to hide our hurt that's all. Woman also put more stock into something that is done or said. WE MAKE PRESUMPTIONS. And that really can lead to emotional pain. We presume we are doing well in a job only to find out we're not. We presume a situation at home or school is working out the way we want, only to find out it's not. We presume something could be headed somewhere faster than it really is and often times it's not and we have to put on the breaks. We don't just make these presumptions, we build and build on them until they can almost become too hard to handle. There are times when we can have it all, yet still feel lonely. Being a woman is great!! I wouldn't trade it for the world, BUT the crazy emotions we women have...well, I could deal without those!!

Monday, October 23, 2006

Giving People a Chance

I have to admit, and I'm not at all proud of it, that I have a bad habit of giving up on people easily. Once I have given up on them, it's hard for me to respect them again. Let me give you a couple of examples.

I am a huge Denver Bronco fan. I always have and probably always will be. My parents moved to New Mexico before I was born and brought with them the love for the Broncs. So, I guess you could say that was just another thing they instilled in me. The golden age of the Broncos was amazing. When Elway, Eddy Mac, Romo and TD were all there it was great! I mean, hello, they won not one but two Superbowl's back to back during that time.

However, things change, time marches on and Plummer comes in at QB. He actually didn't immediately replace Elway, Griese came first, but we won't even get started on that dude. So, anyways, Plummer has been in Denver since 2003. I gave him a chance the first year and I would even say for the most part the second year, but it just seemed like he kept letting me down. Especially last year at the AFC Championship game when he didn't even show up to play. Now I know the rest of the Broncs didn't show up that day either, but we're not talking about everyone else right now...we're talking about Jakey.

This season he has been playing okay, not terrific by any means, but okay. He has the team 1st in the AFC west and tied for 2nd in the AFC. But for some reason this just isn't good enough for me. I gave up on him last season and since I did this it's hard for me to get that back.

The same thing goes for my nutty math professor I have talked about before. He started out okay, but then he went and got goofy. He started doing a sort of song and dance routine to keep the attention of the class. He tells crazy dating stories, he hopscotches in the room. Today, he was moonwalking and talking about the divorce with his wife. It just really makes me roll my eyes. I have been told, once a woman hears something she doesn't like in a conversation, she stops listening. Well that's what has happened here with my math class. He started acting like a dorfus and I stopped listening.

I'm not sure why I do this or even when it started. I feel the little let downs I have felt, from friends, teachers, guys I have been in relationships with and from my favorite sports team, have accumulated like a snowball rolling down a hill. So now I have this huge snowball that has built up and I don't know how to get over it. I want to be better about giving people a chance, but that just means trusting and we all know how I feel about trust. So I'm hoping as God continues to work in my heart on my trust issues, my habit of giving up on people will begin to be solved too.

Friday, October 20, 2006

I'm moving to Antarctica

I guess this is why I keep myself busy and don't watch the news very often, but I did the other day, and I think I turned red with anger. The news broadcasters were talking about the upcoming 2008 presidential election, especially the democratic nominee. It was noted that as more and more democrats were dropping out of the race, Hillary Clinton has been slipping in. For many months she was very vocal; however, lately, she has been laying back a little more and quietly slipping in. Because she is not as vocal lately, she is appearing to some as more likeable. Not to mention, Hillary has a large political base. She always has, which is why she got the Senate seat in the first place.

So here is my problem with this scenario. First, there is nothing worse for this country right now than to have a democrat in office. Progress is slowly being made with foreign disputes. The economy is bouncing back, look at the recent record 12,000 close of the Dow. If a democrat makes it into office, he will drastically flip any progress that is being made. Second, this country is not ready for a woman president (let alone Hillary Clinton). Women are making great strides in this society. CEO's, multi-million dollar entrepreneurs, and even secretary of state, however, we are not ready for a woman to run our country. Women have a different mind set than men. Sure they might be able to handle domestic issues, but when it comes to foreign policy, few can handle it. (I say few bec

ause Condi appears to be doing a good job) The United States just isn't ready to enter into the

international community with a woman leading the way. We would be seen as a joke.

So let me say now…if Hillary Clinton is elected president in 2008, I WILL be moving to Antarctica.

Thursday, October 19, 2006

Living Life with Excitement

I went to Sam's Club today and bought one of my all time favorite movies as a little girl growing up, The Little Mermaid. I was so excited to get it home and unwrap it. I felt like I was 7 years old again going to see it in the theatre for the first time. Yes, it came out in 1989…can you believe that??

The one main theme that struck me in the movie, and really made me think about my life and how I live it was Ariel's desire to live as a human, and experience what you and I do on a daily basis and probably take for granted. Ariel sings a song about being a part of the human world. She talks about having "gadgets and gizmos a plenty" but those things don't matter to her, all she wants to do is live and experience things as a human does, as you and I do. What is so funny about the "gadgets and gizmos" she has, is that they are actually things that are found in the human world. So she has all these "things" a human has, but that doesn't matter. She just wants to dance, walk, and lay in the sand. She wants to experience life as you and I are able to do.

Sebastian, the lobster who is a sort of spy for her father, sings about being under the sea and enjoying what she has there. He sings that everything is better, and everyone gets along under the sea. The humans, he sings, just have a lot of sand while they, under the sea have this hot crustacean band…now who wouldn't want to stay where that is? Ariel's just not having it though. She has her dreams, she wants to experience life. She even goes as far as selling her voice, the one thing she has that is really special to her, just so she can walk with the humans.

I sometimes wonder if I live my life with that much excitement and desire. I don't really think I do all the time. I think in some areas of my life, such as school, I just go through the motions with little excitement and no desire apart from graduating and getting my piece of paper. I think sometimes I miss out on the beauty in certain things just because I lack the excitement Ariel has. So it is my goal to live life, every aspect of it, like Ariel did when she was given the chance.

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Some Peoples Kids

Okay, so seriously, I had the most annoying morning and it is only 9 am. First of all I overslept. I missed my alarm and had to bust my cute little butt to get to school on time. I bypassed my morning stop at Starbucks (can you feel the tears building up?) and headed straight to UNM. I was good until I hit traffic about 2 minutes into my drive. It was a really slow and long drive to school today because of traffic. So that is annoyance number one.

I got on the shuttle to go to class. Just so you know, the shuttle is just a bus that takes students from the parking lot to campus. Here's how the filling up of the bus with students usually goes: First everyone takes an empty seat, once those empty seats are full, people begin to double up and two people have to sit together. The funny thing about it though is that for some reason, females always sit with other females and males sit with other males. Don't ask me why this is, it just is and I have no explanation for it. So I took my seat, the bus filled up and a guy came and sat next to me. Now I'm not sure if you can say he was "all guy" if you catch my drift, but...a guy sat next to me. No big deal…it's not like I was saving the seat for some female, I just found he was going against the flow from the beginning and I should have known something was going to follow. So he sits down and I scoot against the window. He had plenty of room, there was no need for his leg to be touching mine, but it was. For some reason he thought it would be appropriate to invade my bubble. Now just understand, I'm not the kind of person to be concerned about my bubble, usually people are respectful and I'm cool with that. Not this guy…HE WAS IN MY BUBBLE. In response to his leg touching, I just moved my legs over a little and in a sense kicked him out of my bubble. The bus now started on it's way to campus and as it usually happens when a bus or car or any moving vehicle turns, body's fall one way or the other. This is just a fact and it happens and usually people are aware of their body parts touching another person and they correct it. So we went around the corner in the bus and my seat mate's leg is touching mine again. HELLO…HE'S IN MY BUBBLE AGAIN. So I wait for him to move his leg off mine, but he never does. Once again I scoot closer to the window. This happens once more before we get to campus. By this time I'm just annoyed and I can't wait to get to class. Thus concludes annoyance number two.

So I get to class right when it's supposed to start, however, the professor (You know the hop scotching math teacher I've talked about before…this is him) decided to start a little early. He had already collected the homework and handed out the new homework for the week. So he walks up to me in a nice loud voice and reminds me (even though I was already aware of this) that I owed him homework. So I said "Yes, Sir" and turned it in. While he was walking back to the front of the room he was reading ALOUD…to the whole class mind you…my answers to the problems. If that wasn't enough he makes a comment about my answers. This wasn't a "wow great answer comment"…all he said was "interesting." Interesting?? Interesting?? What the heck is that supposed to mean, interesting?? And you had to say that to the whole class?? UGH!!! That's annoyance number three.

So while he was lecturing I look to my right and notice the girl sitting a few seats over is sharpening her pencil. She pulled out a pencil sharpener from her bag, sharpened her pencil, threw the shavings on the floor and put her sharpened back in her bag. PEOPLE!!! She dumped the shaving on the floor like it was no big deal. Who does that?? Annoyance number four.

It was nearing the end of class and I was just completely annoyed with my day and what I had seen and experience so far and I was just ready to get to my next class. However, my math prof. had to tell us another exciting dating story…something involving the number pie, whatever I was annoyed!! So that was annoyance number five and it was only 8:50.

Seriously, I'm not sure if I'm in Math 129 anymore or if the name of the class took on Dating 101. All I know is Mr. Bubble invader really set off a chain reaction of annoying events. Thanks Mr. Bubble invader!!!

The Skunk

Every night when I drive home from Jeremy's house, I encounter a stench at the same point in my drive. It never fails…I leave around midnight and head out on the main street, Paseo del Norte, which leads from Albuquerque to Rio Rancho. About halfway home, as I'm crossing the river, I encounter the smell of a skunk. It's like clockwork. The first couple of times I thought it was one that had been hit on the busy street, but seriously, it's been going on for the more than 4 months we've been hanging out. I just don't get it though. Does this skunk encounter something frightful there at the same time every night? Is that some sort of mating call? Let me tell you, I wouldn't come running if my boyfriend was always smelling like that. As annoying as the smell can be, though, I was missing it last night. When I was driving home I didn't encounter the stench of my friendly skunk. I hope he's okay...

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Lessons in Life from Math 129

Yeah, you read it right...math 129. That's the math class one would take when they realize they know NOTHING and care to know even less than NOTHING when it comes to the world of math. Seriously, math makes my brain hurt...and that's not fun. So, math 129 is the survey of math. What exactly that means, I'm not sure. All I know is last week we worked on roman numerals and this week we're checking out prime numbers. Now that's what I call a math class...I get this stuff, probably because it's what I learned in the 3rd grade, but at least I get it!!! Not only did I learn about the Fundamental Theorem of Mathematics in this class today, I learned a lot about life and myself.

First lesson - I NEVER AGAIN want to see a 63 year old man do hopscotch. Yeah, that's right hopscotch. My prof. is talking about how there is never any chalk in the classroom and the next thing we all know he's hopscotching across the classroom. I don't think I'll ever look at a hopscotch board the same.

Second Lesson - I learned why my prof. is single. Aside from the a fore mentioned hopscotch incident, his favorite pick up line is, "Do you know about the Fundamental Theorem of Mathematics?" No, seriously, he told us we should us this "icebreaker" sometime at a bar or a church function. He said at least the other person will remember you. Sure, they would remember you, but they would remember you for being a crazy loon rather than that hot person at the bar or chruch social.

Third Lesson - MATH BORES ME!!! If you take a look at my math notes for the class, as few as they may be, in every column is a countdown from when I countdown the minutes until that class lets out. I start with say 20, then cross that off and write 19, then cross that off and write 18 and so on and so forth. I think I have more countdowns than math notes.

So here's to my higher learning education dollars at work. May it not only be about the subject at hand, but the life lessons learned as well!! What a crazy class today!!

Sunday, October 15, 2006

First Pluto, now Washington! What next??

As if telling me Pluto was no longer a planet wasn't devastating enough, now I have to find out the face of Washington I have come to know really isn't what Washington looked like at all. When I found out Pluto had been downgraded from a planet to an almost planet I was seriously upset. I had grown up knowing there were 9 planets in our universe. To tell me otherwise threw my world out of balance (well for a day or two or 10). I got to thinking about all the dioramas I had done and all the pictures I had drawn of our galaxy. They were now false. If I had a teacher grading them today I would fail because that was not the truth anymore. So, as I have finally gotten over that, I read in the paper a new falsehood I have been living. The face of Washington, painted by Gilbert Stuart in 1798 is the face we have all come to recognize as the face of George Washington. Turns out, a forensic team did a reconstruction of the face of Washington at 45, and found he had few similarities to what we perceived to be the face of Washington. So the pictures of the presidents I have for my classroom one day are false. I am going to start out with falsehoods in my classroom. Let me guess…next you're going to tell me the Easter Bunny and Santa Clause are false too...

Saturday, October 14, 2006

Things don't always go as planned

Okay, so here is how my day was supposed to go:

9:00 am -Meeting with Mark, my new boss, to get the lay of the land of the new office. This was to take about a couple of hours...
11:00 am - Meet Jeremy at Lowes to pick up the ceiling fans for the house and head over to Sears for a garage door opener.
After noon - put up ceiling fans and garage door opener.
This would all be followed by whatever came up after the things that needed to be done were.

Here is how the day actually went:

9:00 am - Met Mark at the office to have him show me around. This took about an hour and a half. 10:30 am - Becky, his wife, showing up to train me on my job. This was not expected. I was only expecting to go over the office and start training on Monday.
4:30 - FINALLY left the vet clinic. Yes, you heard me!! Seven hours later I finally made it to Lowes. Picked up the ceiling fan. Headed over to Sears for the garage door opener. Made it home just in time to meet Jeremy. Gathered all the tools which took about an hour seeing as though nothing was in its place, and headed over to the house. By this time IT WAS GETTING DARK. We thought we would try to put at least one fan up. We were getting it all out of the box and CRASH -- the nightlight to the fan fell off the counter and shattered all over the kitchen floor. It was then, after cleaning up the glass, that we felt it would be best to just scrap the idea for today and try again another day. I can say, however, my evening ended great with my cuddle time. It made all the difference in the world and made me smile!!

So all I can say is the best laid plans of mice and men often go astray. I had in mind what I wanted to do and needed to do, but it turns out that was not what was supposed to happen today. MAN I'M TIRED!!

Friday, October 13, 2006


I'm so so so excited!!! I quit my job at Raylee Homes and Vantages Homes a year and a half ago after 2 years with the company. Granted it had it's good times and bad times, but it was not a healthy environment to be in, so I quit to focus on my schooling. Well, like I said its been a year and a half. I have almost finished my studies at UNM and I am just really bored not working. Not to mention I feel like a scrub. So I decided to enter into the workforce again. There is a position open with a horse vet here in town. I am so excited!!! Not only will I have an income again, rather than just living on savings, but I will be interacting with HORSES!!! I'm so excited!!!

Thursday, October 12, 2006

My New Blog Adventure - Beauty Times 3

As an extension of my adventures in Katieland, I'm taking on a new adventure. After reading through some blogs from friends I came across this idea. I find that so many times we go through life without really stopping to think what is making us happy: what we find joy or pleasure in. So, instead of just going through life without thinking about the activities of my day, I have decided to pinpoint 3 things that have given me pleasure or joy during the day. Check it out!!

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Why do we feel pain?

This past week had an amazing episode of Grey's Anatomy, AS ALWAYS!!! The topic at hand tonight was pain. We experience pain in many different ways, whether it be falling and scraping our knee or losing a loved one. We have sensors in our bodies which allow us to feel this pain. But what would happen if we didn't feel this pain? Would our lives be better without the hurt we feel in life? In tonight's episode, a young girl named Megan came to the emergency room with a large laceration on her leg. Upon examination of Megan, another large laceration was found on her arm, but this time it had been closed up with staples one would find in a staple gun. Turns out she stapled her own arm after cutting it open. What we find out is Megan has a genetic condition in which she feels no pain. Because of this, she thinks she has super powers. She often tells kids to hit her as hard as they can in the stomach to prove she feels no pain. The numerous blows to her abdomen, however, have caused her to bleed internally. So it begs to question, why do we feel pain? Do we feel pain so we know our boundaries? Is it because it is the opposite of pleasure. There comes a time when pleasure can be too much, and when this happens, we need to feel pain. On the flip side, do we have to feel pain to know what pleasure is? Without pain we would never know when we experience the good life has to offer. So why is it that something that seems so necessary in our lives to avoid near deadly situations like Megan's, hurts so much? And why is it that the things which are not good for us feel so good??

Sunday, October 08, 2006

On my Soapbox about Worthless classes

Okay, so if anyone could tell me when I am going to need to know about warm and cold fronts again, please let me know!!! I am finishing my last required courses before I graduate, and it turns out I neglected to take a science lab before now, so I had three choices. It was either a night astronomy lab, a chem lab or a geography lab. I didn't want to take a night class, and I figured it would be easier to deal with maps than have to worry about blowing up the chem lab, so geography it was!!! Boy oh boy, I know I made the right choice, but seriously…when am I going to need to know about fronts and air masses. Come on people, that's why I have Steve Stucker, the weatherman. I don't need to know this. I just don't understand the point to required classes which do not pertain what-so-ever to your area of study.

Saturday, October 07, 2006

I miss my friend

I'm sure most of you know I had a border collie named Bo. I got him about a year and a half ago when he was 8 weeks old. I was planning on moving into my house and thought I needed a buddy to keep me company, so Bo was going to be my guy. I remember the first night I brought him home and took him to bed he cried the whole night. You see, I was trying to do things right and train him in a kennel. Well, he didn't like sleeping there in that cage while I was in the nice warm bed. Finally about 3 a.m. after getting no sleep due to his yelping, I decided to put him in bed with me. From there on out he was my bed buddy…well until he realized Grandma and Grandpa's bed was more fun since that's where his buddy Jake slept, but that's a whole other story…Bo was my bud and I enjoyed watching him grow, especially when he grew out of his using the carpet as his outdoor grass potty.

Last April, when he was just a year old, Bo started to have seizures. I was told it was probably due to epilepsy and that some dogs react differently to them. Some dogs can go years without another seizure while others are put on medicine to control them. My family and I decided not to put him on medication yet, and to just wait until he possibly had another. Well he did have another about a month later. This time while we were in Colorado. We tried medication then, but he had a bad opposite reaction to it. However, there was a second kind of medicine that we could try with him. We decided to do that, and at a year old my baby was on medication that would be with him all his life. The problem with this medicine, however, is it has to be regulated. A perfect dose has to be found that will be a balance between a dopy dog and controlling the seizures. He had another episode of seizures about a month later, and his dosage was upped. We thought he was doing well. It had been two months since his last episode, so we were praying we had found the right dosage.

Last Wednesday, he started to have his seizures about 4 a.m. This time they were really bad and he had a hard time coming out of them. He had 3 more that day and never seemed to recover. My parents decided it would be best to take him to the ER vet. He had a history of his lungs filling with fluid after his seizures, and with the severity of the ones he had that day they thought it would be best to check it out. The Vet who checked him out didn't think there was a problem, but they kept him there for observation and it's a good thing they did. After taking x-rays, they saw Bo's lungs had completely filled with fluid. They put him on oxygen in hopes to help him breathe. He seemed to be faring okay, but about 10 a.m. Thursday morning he took a turn for the worse. He turned purple and almost quit breathing. They revived him and invited us to come in to see him. The poor guy was suffering and there was nothing that could be done to clear his lungs and he had to be put to sleep. It's so sad to me to think he was so young, and so sick.

The days without him are hard. It's really quiet in the house now without his bark. He's not bounding down the stairs when I come home at night to greet me. I miss him laying by the shower while I got ready in the morning. It's hard not to see him out in the back yard chasing a Frisbee or picking cucumbers for us from the garden. There are daily reminders of him that are still hard to see: the picture of him in my room and on my phone, the purple ink on the carpet from where he chewed a pen, his golf balls that he used to play with for hours, and just this morning I picked up my math book for the first time since this all happened and saw how neatly he had chewed the corners for me. I think he was trying to get rid of the book knowing how much I dislike the class. As much as I want to shake my finger at him for doing it, I just have to giggle. I miss my friend!!

Thursday, October 05, 2006


So, Jeremy is gone at the Youth Workers Convention in Austin. I'm so excited for him and hope that his time is great there. This means, however, that I have lots of down time on my hands. Let me tell you how boringly (yes, that's a word) my life is now. I spent the morning checking out MYSPACE pages of people I went to high school with. Oh my gosh....everyone is getting married...to everyone else!!! People I didn't even know talked or hung out with the same crowd are not engaged or married. It's just so crazy the path life takes us on!! No only this, but there are so many of my former classmates who have children, yes, children plural. It's just all so crazy. I'm so happy where I am, and if Jeremy and I getting married is in the plan that would be cool. But holy cow, two kids already?? I don't think so!!!

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Short and Sweet about the Ed system

It seems more and more often the education system of this country is put on the back burner if on any burner at all. More and more programs such as the arts, physical education and even reading are cut off. Funding is stopped for them. It is the goal of our government to leave no child behind, however, by cutting off funding to these programs we are leaving children behind. Educators are some of the lowest paid positions in the country. Often times educators are barely above the poverty line with their salary. In a society where future generations will be our leaders, how can this be done? How can the teachers of future generations be thought of so little with their pay. Now, not only do we have programs cut, teachers paid as little as possible, but we also have the safety at our schools being questioned. Within the past week, I have heard of three school shootings. As a future educator this scares me. As in everyday life none of us have any guarantees, however, it seems more and more often school shootings are occurring. This latest school shooting at an Amish school in Pennsylvania has really set me back. The Amish community is a friendly one. They are not known for being violent people. It is a closed off community and to have this happen there just makes me say WOW!! If this can happen in a small closed off community, it could happen anywhere. It is my feeling more attention needs to be paid to the schools of this country. Greater amounts of funding needs to be provided to our schools, not only to pay teachers what they should be making, but also funding needs to be increased for programs that students need. It is through this students will find a better place in schools. Our country has been on a steady moral decline and the school was the starting point for this. God has been pushed out while Darwin has been escorted in. A safe place to learn has been pushed out while guns have been lead in. It is until our country realizes this, our society has little hope of reviving itself.

Tuesday, October 03, 2006


Why is it that when we have been hurt, we can rebound and get our emotions back in check, however, we have a hard time trusting again? I have been truly hurt from experiences with past relationships. I was pretty much kicked over and over like a little puppy until I found myself cowering under a table. Now I wasn't really under the table; with my old (haha) body, that might be hard to get out from under, but in a sense I was. I was belittled and made to feel like nothing. I was cheated on which made me feel like I was not good enough. That was over a year and a half ago, and still I feel the remnants of it now. Although I am a strong person now, and feel it's because of what happened, I feel I am lacking. Especially in the trust department. Often times I read into things because I don't want to get hurt again. I tend to question who I am and whether I AM good enough. I just have a hard time with this sometimes, and it pains me inside. I just find myself worried of being abandoned, as I have talked about before, and worried of feeling pain again. So why is it that trust is the hardest thing to get back? Why can we get over many things, but have trouble fully trusting again? Why, WHY, WHY??