My first blog

My thoughts are varying; from news, politics, religion, human rights, animal rights, to personal stories...today my hope is this: That someone will benefit from considerations of my (and others') trials and tribulations. And you can always have a laugh with me - I tend to be clumsy, so my little stories should be interesting.

I do not want to be too serious, but I want there to be a place where intelligent conversation can be had about all the topics listed above, and where I may share my personal stories for your benefit.

First, I'd like to introduce you to myself, my husband and my dog - our child :)

The hubby and I were both born on the east coast, in the south, and therefore have some of that southern-ness that just can't be replicated. Yes, we like sweet tea. And no, you can't just bring unsweetened tea out and expect me to put sugar in it. It is not the same. Trust me. We say "y'all", "ought", and "rivah". Aside from the random southern characteristics we posses, we also share a love for traveling, photography, art, movies & books. Though, he likes classic books and I'm not a huge fan. I prefer more current books that keep you riveted. The main difference - my husband is an avid runner. He really enjoys it. I run occasionally...mainly for the sole purpose of losing a few pounds. Typically that's not enough motivation however. I end up running a few miles a week for a few months, then I give up. That is one thing I just cannot see the fun in. If you want me to run, you'll have to drag me behind a horse. That, or dangle some chocolate chip ice cream in front of me. Wait, does that defeat the purpose?

Our dog is Sari, she's a papillon and is our child in the ways that matter. She's the cutest dog I've ever seen, and is so smart that it hurts. She's done agility along with basic dog training, but she picks up on things the first go-round. Just the other day, she decided she didn't want to go in her pen while I left for work. So she went upstairs, laid on the bed and just looked at me like, "What? I always stay here on the bed while you leave". I had to trick her to get her to come with me downstairs to her pen. She remembered the trick the next day, so now each day I have to come up with a new trick. I'm running low.

Speaking of me...I got my hair done (finally) a couple of weeks ago. While discussing the 'shape' that the new haircut would create, I told my hairdresser - "well, I'm a little concerned. I think my face shape is oval, so I'm worried what you're talking about will make my head look like one big bubble." She looks closely at my face, pulls my hair back and peers into the mirror at me. She says, I'm not kidding, "oh, no you have more of an upside down triangle shape to your face." Oh. Well, I'm so glad I look like an alien. The look of horror on my face must have been obvious. She quickly corrected herself, "I'm so sorry, I'm tired. That's not even a face shape. It's more of a heart shape!" No honey, the damage is done. So if you find yourself 'yielding' when you see me....you'll know why.
So, there you have my household.

Until tomorrow - friends :)