Work, Work, Work

I just finished school yesterday. I took my three finals and I'm done for a few weeks until my summer classes start. I had a few hours to celebrate by sleeping before I started a new job today. It was a lot of fun and I absolutely love it. I'm not going to be blogging about anything about it though because I don't want to loose it, ever. I want to stay where I am until I find something better.

Anyway, I got home around 4:30 and I've been sitting around my house wondering what to do the rest of the night. I keep feeling like I should be doing homework or something. Maybe I'll start writing a memoir or something. I really want to work on one. Maybe I'll read a book. I have time now. I don't know. But, I'm gonna relax when I'm not working for the next two weeks before my next semester starts.

Finals

I have three finals today. Which happens to be all of them since my other three classes don't have any finals. I'm so tired from studying the past two days. I just want to curl up and sleep. But, no. I have to go take a final at 10:30 which means yay last minute cramming! 

I'm gonna fall over. 

I hope you guys have a good day though! Don't work too hard.

Baker Baker Trouble Maker

I've been so busy that I haven't said anything about the new puppy!

We decided on Baker as his name. There are three reasons for this.

1. My mom has a Baker's Cyst on the back of her leg. We went to the ER for it the night before we got him. She was given pain killers for the pain. We believe she was on drugs when she agreed to another dog. So he is named Baker after the cyst that brought him in our life.

2. He is all white. We are calling him Baker because he reminds us of white frosting, powdered sugar, and creme. Yum.

3. I named him Baker because I can call him Baker Baker Trouble Maker. My dad is now calling him Baker Baker Poopy Maker.

We love him to death. He likes to get into trouble, but he is a sweetheart. I'm so glad we have him in our lives.

Here are some pictures from the last few weeks...

Bringing him home the first day. My mom and sister.

Sleeping with Dad

Chewing on some string. He is still teething. 

Sleeping. What a tired puppy!

Chewing on my Spanish Book.

Getting his head stuck in one of his toys

He jumped in the dryer! I was laughing.

Happy Anniversary

Today marks the 36th year since my parent's said "I do."

I find that really exciting. All anyone hears about anymore are all the divorces. Celebrities getting divorced. Politicians getting divorced. Everyone is getting divorced. It makes me think, if everyone just gets divorced, why get married? Well, my parents answer that question for me time and time again. 

Sure, their marriage isn't perfect. But, be honest. What marriage is? Their marriage has had bumps in the road. I'm not naive enough to think it hasn't. They've fought. They've yelled at each other. They've even both spent the night on a couch in a fight. The thing is though, 36 years later and they are still together. They've gotten through those bad times and those bad nights. They've kept going. They've worked at their marriage. 

Marriage isn't something that just happens and it's happily ever after. Marriage requires work.

I'm very proud to say that my parent's are still together. I'm even happier to say that they are out today spending the day with each other. Things may not always be perfect, but today it is. 

Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad!

I'm writing a research paper about Transcendentalism and came across this quote. I really like it.

"Write while the heat is in you. The writer who postpones the recording of his thoughts uses an iron which has cooled to burn a hole with. He cannot inflame the minds of his audience." -Thoreau