I miss him

I miss my big dog.

I'm sitting on my bed

Next year I will be completing my BS. It is in Child Studies. People ask me all the time what I want to do with my life. I shrug my shoulders. I thought that once I got close to completing this that I would feel different. I don't. Looking back I wonder if I was just a fool taking all these classes. My life has shaped me into the person I am today. I am no longer the same person everyone I haven't seen in years thinks I am. I was on the metro the other week and caught a glimpse of myself in the reflection and didn't know who that was. It scared me. I am thirty five and this never happened before. I had plans laid out for thirty five. I was going to be a writer, be famous, well traveled. I am on a different route. Not bad, just different.

Moving, Sidework and finishing school

What a busy bee I have become. Right now as I sit here I thinking about what I have to do next. I really envy those who say they don't have anything to do with their time. I am really tired. I have five classes left till I graduate. The funny thing is that the only thing I will be getting out of this is some extra knowledge and a possible dollar raise. I told years ago that once I get this EVERYTHING will fall into place. It hasn't (well some things have). As soon as I finish moving I can get checked out to start fostercare (which I am pretty excited about). I also took a class on Saturday to try out voice over work. I don't know if his is an addiction or I am slowly losing my mind. I come up with these ideas and people either stare at me or just go along. I think I am on a path but I am not sure where.

I just bought a townhouse and some chairs. It is beautiful. I am still in my apartment but sloooowwwly moving my way in. The beagle is sleeping and I think I might join her. I limit my sleep just to wear off my headaches and then finish some more work. Split shift still. I am wondering how long this will last.

The Giant Butterfly

Every once in a while I look for signs from God that I am on the right path. On this day I believe I found it. I was going to get my mail when hanging on my box was this giant butterfly. She looked very tired and it seemed as though she couldn't go anymore. I thought about bringing her in my house, putting her on my wall since it seemed she was going to die but instead let her live out her last moments in my garden. I wondered where she had come from or where she had been. I wondered if she knew she was old or just clueless about her surroundings. I sat there and stared. It was the biggest most beautiful creature I had seen. She then flew away. I guess none of that mattered after all

Why everyone is afraid of a very small beagle

Maya is my beagle. Every morning we take a walk around the neighborhood and every morning all the other dogs walk on the other side of the street. Why would you ask that everyone in this neighborhood is afraid of an extra small beagle. Maya's way of greeting these other dogs is biting them in the lip. She has bit dogs that are bred to train lions, she has bit dogs that walk with the deaf. Maya has bit both big and small she really doesn't have a preference. The only dog she does not bite is Cinnamon. She is like Maya, a very small dog. This is her best friend. Cinnamon is the mayor of this town. She makes sure all the other dogs stay in line.  This is her friend. Did I mention Maya is afraid of very tall people?

http://www.realgoods.com/product/home-outdoor/water-quality-conservation/conservation/rain+barrel+and+diverter.do I am also in the market of getting one of these to convert rain water. Have to try to do my part!!!!

I wanted to share a really cool site also

http://www.flickr.com/photos/benimoto/603813014/This igloo is a much smaller version of what I wanted to build. I think I might go in this direction.