Forever in our hearts

That girl, right up there? That's my puppy doggy, Freckles. She might be 11 1/2 years old, but she will always be my puppy. Today is her last day here with our family, she has liver cancer and we would rather her not suffer anymore than she has to. It's the best thing for her, but that doesn't make it easy.
We have had her for just about as long as she's been alive, a little over half of my life. That is one basset hound that has never been hunting a day in her life, and if our house were to get robbed or broken into, she would just wag her tail and lick them to death. Anyone and everyone that came over was there to see her, no matter who they were, they were there for her. For the longest time after we got her, mine was the only bed that she would sleep on and the only room she would sleep in-which was fine with me since I'd always wanted that to happen, a dog to sleep at the foot of my bed.
If dogs could talk, I'm sure she would have the best stories to tell. I know I have some of her. She had a stomach of steel, and that's no exaggeration. Nothing made her sick, from chocolate (with the wrappers) to plastic humming bird feeders, if she could chew it she could eat it. She was always so playful too. My sister and I never told our parents this, but, when they were gone running errands or off to somewhere we didn't want to go, we would stay at home and rial that dog up until she was bouncing off the walls, then we would have her chase us around the house for a minute before running in my parents  room, jumping onto their bed, and hiding under the covers waiting for Freckles to come and jump up right after us and start gnawing on our feet through the blanket. I think that was probably the best thing we ever did when our parents were away.
She's older than in that picture above now. Her face has turned grey, she's gained weight and lost a lot of it in the past week. She was the best puppy doggy I could have ever asked for and, even though she drove dad nuts, she will be greatly missed in all of our hearts.

I love you puppy doggy, thank you for letting us be your family for 11 years, I wouldn't trade it for the world. I hope you enjoy your sunny spot in the back yard baby girl, you'll always be a puppy to me.

Constantly changing

Sometimes, people grow apart. It's not planned, it just happens. Friendships, relationships, siblings, families, it happens. It's not always the best thing to happen, but it does. And to be honest? It kind of sucks. I've lost many a good friend because of it. Relationships have fallen apart because of it-some for better and some not so much. I didn't plan on it to happen or necessarily want it to happen, it just did.
At some point or another, it will happen to all of us. We might not even realize it's happening but it is. Phone calls become shorter or less frequent, the texts become few and far between, and, eventually, we become a memory to each other. Somebody that we remember we had some good times with and not so good times with, but they were there, through everything. Then one day things change and life goes on, from time to time we think about each other and the way things were but things are just to different now. No longer part of each others every day lives, just a thought that comes and goes.
Next time you get that thought, think about it hard. Think about what you had and the laughs you shared, think about who was there when you were dealing with things they couldn't understand but they were there anyway. Take time to say hi to them no matter how long it's been.
To often things change. That's the way life is, constantly changing. Don't take what you have now for granted because in a short amount of time, those things and people you have could be gone.
Don't let them change to much without realizing it, or it might be to far and in between that you see or talk to someone that once meant a lot to you.

What to say

So recently I was told that I don't blog enough but that the said person loves reading my blog (if you're reading this you know who you are *wink*). I would love to blog more but sometimes nothing extraordinary happens or I just have one of those eh days. BUT, on occasion, I do have something to say, as those of you who have read my other posts well know.
However, who actually reads this thing? I mean really, all it started out as was something to do because I got bored and felt the need to say what was in my head. Weird right? It really was never meant to be anything more but it kind of turned out that way. Isn't if funny how things work like that? You never plan on something happening but then, WHAM! It does.
I heard a quote once and it goes a little something like this:
"When you have a plan, God laughs."
It's completely true. If you make a plan, say a 5 year plan, something will always change in that plan and you know you're just going to have to work whatever that something is into what you already have planned. That's why I don't have a plan. I have a general direction in what way I want to be going with my life, but I know that if I put that direction into a specified plan, it will change whether I want it to or not. That's just the way life is. 

I'm happy with where I'm at now. I attend one of the best college's and I've been accepted into one of the best ID programs in the nation. My friends are great, my relationship with my parents and siblings has grown, and I have people in my life I know I can count on. Did I plan on any of this? No. Because, if I had, I wouldn't be where I'm at. I wouldn't know who I know and I wouldn't be doing what I'm doing.
That's what I have to say.

Four letter word

Liar.

It's really great to find out who you are. Seriously. You think that you know someone and that they aren't the type of person  to lie to you about something so simple, or blow you off with an excuse, then BOOM. It happens.
Really guys? I mean it takes less time to say "I don't want  to go"  or "That doesn't seem like my kind of thing" or "I don't want to feel out of place" (aka the truth) than it does to make up a lie about why you can't or might not be able to do something or go somewhere such as "I work and no one will switch me because of this and this and this reason". I promise it will save you breathing time too.
The other thing about liars? If you don't want someone to find out your real plans, don't put them out for said person to see. That's not even smart. Then you have to come up with some other lie about why you ended up doing something  else instead of the original thing you were asked to do in the first place.


Yes I am aware that this particular post might seem whiny or complanitory and what not, but this is my blog and i'll say what I like, if you don't like it, don't read it. 'Nuff said.

But really. 

Nobody likes a liar.

Friends. What are they?

I know that at some point everyone wonders who they're real friends are and who they can trust. I am glad to be able to say that I know who mine are. They aren't the ones that call me when everyone else is busy, or that only talk to me when they see me. 

Nope. 

They are the ones that call me to vent, stay up with me while I'm working on my projects, take road trips at 12:30 in the morning, go shopping for hours and don't buy a single thing, sit on the floor laughing at nothing, and make everything better without saying a word. 

I do have a lot of people I know, but very few are true to the end.

These are my friends. 

Who are yours?