My mom came to visit me last week. Well actually, she flew in from Chicago on Wednesday, March 10. I took off Thursday, Friday and Monday to hang out with her. She stayed until Saturday, March 20. I wonder if I will ever get used to living so far from her. Everytime we visit each other, I cry for days after we part ways again. Does anyone else have that problem? I feel like I am still 5 years old when it comes to missing my parents. Please tell me I am normal.
In other news, I hate my job. Like, I really hate it you guys. I love the company I work for, I (usually) like my coworkers, I have a kick ass little office and I get to work with JJ. But my job sucks. I am constantly bored out of my mind and for some reason that is more tiring that being busy. After a day of being bored, I will go home with a headache and will be completely exhausted. On the rare occasion that I am busy, I go home feeling energized and like I actually have value.
I don't want to leave my job because I have great benefits and really don't want to start trying to find something new in this crazy economy. Plus, when JJ and I decide to have kids, I am planning on being a stay at home mom. The last thing I want to do is start over with a new company, only to quit after a year or less because I am staying home with my kids.
So everyday I struggle to find a purpose. I try so hard to find something to do so I am not miserable all day. Some days I can find enough to keep me occupied, but most days I am completely bored. Today is one of those days. Come on 4:30! Hurry up and get here already!
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Monday, March 15, 2010
Gooseberried!
Hey guys! I just wanted to let you all know that I guest blogged for one of my favorite bloggers, Michelle, today! I wrote about an unbelievably offensive article I read in a popular magazine. Check out my post and I definitely recommend checking out the rest of Michelle's blog!
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Lexy's Story: Epilogue
I bet you thought the story was over, huh? NOPE. Haha!
A week or two after we decided to keep Lexy, JJ decided to take her and Piper for a walk. I had to work late that day so he was already on the walk when I pulled into the neighborhood. I saw him walking and I slowed down to say hi. He waved me by and said "Don't stop. Piper will get too excited." You see, Piper is totally my dog. She follows me everywhere and will completely ignore JJ if I am giving her attention. So when he told me to keep going, I did. I pulled into our driveway and started unloading my car.
All of a sudden, I heard JJ yell, "PIPER NO!" and my stomach sank. I looked up to see her bolting toward me. She had gotten herself out of her collar and leash and was running as fast as she could toward me. I saw the headlights and heard the car. It was like everything was in slow motion. I knew. I just knew she was about to get hit.
The sound of the car hitting her was one I will never forget. I screamed. I thought that was it. I just lost my little girl. She just wanted to get to me. But she didn't even slow down. She just kept running toward me. I dropped on the ground petting her to see if she was in any pain. She seemed absolutely fine. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the driver get out and stand there. I didn't even look at him. I just said, "She is ok. It's not your fault." I heard him say something to JJ and then he drove off.
We decided to rush her to the vet so they could examine her. JJ stayed home and I drove to the vet as fast as I could. I was shaking the entire time but I still hadn't cried. I got to the vet (who is awesome and stayed open late to see us) and they took her back and left me in the waiting room. That was when I cried. Everything hit me in that moment and I bawled.
The vet came out and said she was on lucky girl. They saw no injuries at all. They gave me some pain meds because they said she might be sore and to keep an eye on her for the next 24 hours. If she started having trouble breathing, we needed to take her to the emergency vet. I left relieved but still shaken up.
When I got home, I told JJ everything and he was relieved too. He completely blamed himself because Piper got away from him. I told him that was crazy and that it was no one's fault. He then asked me, "Did you see the guy that hit her?" I told him I saw him but I didn't really pay attention to who he was. He told me that the guy that hit her was the jackass that was Lexy's former owner. I could not believe it. Then he asked me if I heard what the guy said to him.
The man had looked at JJ and snottily said, "There are leash laws, you know," then got in his car and left.
Then my head exploded.
A week or two after we decided to keep Lexy, JJ decided to take her and Piper for a walk. I had to work late that day so he was already on the walk when I pulled into the neighborhood. I saw him walking and I slowed down to say hi. He waved me by and said "Don't stop. Piper will get too excited." You see, Piper is totally my dog. She follows me everywhere and will completely ignore JJ if I am giving her attention. So when he told me to keep going, I did. I pulled into our driveway and started unloading my car.
All of a sudden, I heard JJ yell, "PIPER NO!" and my stomach sank. I looked up to see her bolting toward me. She had gotten herself out of her collar and leash and was running as fast as she could toward me. I saw the headlights and heard the car. It was like everything was in slow motion. I knew. I just knew she was about to get hit.
The sound of the car hitting her was one I will never forget. I screamed. I thought that was it. I just lost my little girl. She just wanted to get to me. But she didn't even slow down. She just kept running toward me. I dropped on the ground petting her to see if she was in any pain. She seemed absolutely fine. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the driver get out and stand there. I didn't even look at him. I just said, "She is ok. It's not your fault." I heard him say something to JJ and then he drove off.
We decided to rush her to the vet so they could examine her. JJ stayed home and I drove to the vet as fast as I could. I was shaking the entire time but I still hadn't cried. I got to the vet (who is awesome and stayed open late to see us) and they took her back and left me in the waiting room. That was when I cried. Everything hit me in that moment and I bawled.
The vet came out and said she was on lucky girl. They saw no injuries at all. They gave me some pain meds because they said she might be sore and to keep an eye on her for the next 24 hours. If she started having trouble breathing, we needed to take her to the emergency vet. I left relieved but still shaken up.
When I got home, I told JJ everything and he was relieved too. He completely blamed himself because Piper got away from him. I told him that was crazy and that it was no one's fault. He then asked me, "Did you see the guy that hit her?" I told him I saw him but I didn't really pay attention to who he was. He told me that the guy that hit her was the jackass that was Lexy's former owner. I could not believe it. Then he asked me if I heard what the guy said to him.
The man had looked at JJ and snottily said, "There are leash laws, you know," then got in his car and left.
Then my head exploded.
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