Sad and Happy

I heard this song on my brand new Sirius radio driving home from work today and I burst into tears.  My windows aren't tinted yet so I'm sure the people driving next to me were thinking "YIKES!  Traffic isn't THAT bad, lady.  Get a grip!" 
Anyway, I heard this song and I have to say...if these country artists are going to continue using my life as inspiration, I'm going to have to start demanding some sort of compensation.  I know I'm inspiring and all but this isn't QUITE what I meant when I said that I want people to sing my praises...
Enjoy!
Rose Falcon (Sorry, there's no video.  But the lyrics are AH-MA-ZING.  And oh so true...for me at least.)
And just because I love her...I saw this video at orientation last week.  Hilarious.  Love me some Ellen :o)

If you don't want to watch the whole thing, please at least watch minute 4:52 and beyond.  I really just wanna be her friend!  And race her in a mini go cart....Best. Day. Ever!

Toberson's December Vacation

I've decided that Toby will never, ever, ever take another vacation from me again.  I'm so grateful my Mom offered to watch him while I adjust to work at JCP but it is WAY too lonely without him and I do not like it one bit.

I do, however, take great pleasure in the daily updates (because a 6 year old Yorkie is so busy and obviously requires daily updates...Dear Lord, how will I act with human children??) 

I laughed out loud when my Mom called me yesterday to say "I think there is something wrong with your dog.  He slept under the bed all night, has ignored me all day and literally leaves the room whenever I walk in."

My response?  "Mom, I love him but there's nothing wrong with my dog.  He's just an ass." :o)  

I know EXACTLY how my Mom feels.  Dogs are supposed to love you to the point of annoyance and 7 times out of 10, I have to pick Toby up off his comfy spot on the couch and make him cuddle with me!  (There seems to be a running theme in my life with men/boys, human or not, in general.  GEEZ.) 

That being said, it's been 6 years so at this point, Bugs and I accept each other for who we are.  Below are the  texts I've received while Toby is "vacationing" in Chicago.  Seriously, never again.  I can't wait to see him! 

 

From my sister right before I boarded the plane to come back home.  I was 2.5 seconds from turning around.  STILL NOT FUNNY KATE!  (And she sent the picture the same exact minute I sent the last text...go figure.)

Mom's caption:  He likes laying in the sun. 

My response:  He's aiming to be blonde.

 

Mom's caption: He had a hard day!

 

Caption:  Hi Mom!  Hope you had a good first day at work!

 

In my next life, maybe I can be a spoiled Yorkie who's super cute and very loved???



Faith

It amazes (and exhuasts) me at how some areas of life can make me so happy and some can make me so sad and frustrated...all at the same time.  Parts of my life are perfect.  Other parts, not so much. 
I think it's safe to say I'm having a bit of post-injury depression which the doctor did say could happen.  (I laughed when he said that...I guess the joke is actually on me.)  It's no secret that if I could get a do-over for the past 3 months, I would take it in half a heartbeat.  I haven't liked myself much (and from what I've heard, seen and felt, a lot of people feel the same way...not a guilt trip people.  Just stating facts.)
Luckily, I have a new job I am throwing myself into and it forces me to put on a happy face.  For the minutes I actually do have to think, I try to remind myself of the words below.  I hope these will help ya'll on your bad days too...and I apologize if these are repeats. :o)

 

**Just so you get it...I guess I should tell ya'll that this time of year is always a bit hard for me.  Every guy I have fallen in love with the past 5 years has always fallen in love with someone else and for whatever reason, I'm just painfully aware of it lately.

I'm the female version of Good Luck Chuck and I don't mean that to be funny.

I fall and I get hurt.  Every. Single. Time.  (If we're being specific, it's been about 5 times since 2007. I'm very much inclined to think something is wrong with me.)  I've met families, bonded with sisters, been asked to spend holidays with them and after all that, someone cuter, quirkier and probably shorter has introduced herself.  I'm thrilled that I'm so replaceable.  While I realize that finding love seems as easy as counting 1,2,3; please do me a favor and hug your loved spouse a bit harder tonight.  Life is not easy for us single girls out here.  Especially me.   

I know I said this will be a "single girl" blog but please forgive me for changing direction.  I have no idea where I'm going but I hope you'll stay with me on the journey.  If not, thank you for staying with me this far! Xoxo