If Only I Could Have a Puppy

I love that song, “The Puppy Song,” it’s just so cute.

I was talking on the phone with my mom a few days ago and realized, my five year plan now revolves around pets. I can control whether or not I have animals, I really can’t control anything else. Surprisingly, this isn’t making me freak out. If all else fails, I can spoon with my kitty. Hey-oh! All the fish I’ve gotten died. On the bright side I have some really cool vases…

Within two years I will get a cat. I will then start teaching. I’ll be the Art teacher with the cat. I’m okay with that. P.S. I finally applied and was accepted to the Art Education Department at BYU! I’m in and on my way to being an Art teacher!!!

I will teach for a few years, and within five years from now my kitty and I will adopt a dog, from the pound preferably. I love a good mutt. And then I will start graduate school because the school district that I work for will pay for me to go back to school. The joke is on them, because once I have my MFA, I’m looking for university teaching positions. YEAH I am. Yeah.

So basically, the addition of a new animal will mark my life’s milestones.

Now, just so it’s understood, I’m not trying to become a crazy lady with a ridiculous number of animals sleeping in my bed. No. Definitely not. Never. Never ever. I don’t plan on being anti-social or anything like that. I just love animals. Plus, if I’m going to come home to an apartment that smells like animals, I want to actually have animals. (Yes, it’s happening again.)

They Always Come Back

There are some people that are just like stomach cramps and diarrhea. They just keep coming back. And they are just not wanted, of course, they're so busy being obnoxious and their usual selves that they don't notice.

So here's to you my stomach cramp friend. Here's to you.

3 Good Things

I read a book a while ago called The Little Lady Agency. I really liked the book, and the series for that matter. It was an adorable story. Anyway, this girl had a lot of hard times, crazy family, constantly getting canned, messed up love life, a few constant friends that kept her grounded... it all sounded fairly familiar.
To the point: Even in her most horrible days, if the heroine of the story could think of at least 3 good things about the day, it made life a little better.
So. Here are 3 good things about today.
1. The air smells amazingly clean.
2. I woke up with a tan.
3. I don't have to go to work!

All in all, an exceptional day.

Home!

I'm home. I have been since late Tuesday night... Ha! Wooh PA!

I am having fun. 

Fun Fun Funny Fun Fun!

Today I am going to Columbus to visit my brother and sister in law and my nieces! Even more fun!

Then, I am going to find a job. Not as fun. But, when I get one, I will be able to pay for my fun! Hey-ya!

It's raining, my tan is not getting darker, but it is green, and the air smells amazing. I love city rain! 

And Then...

Yup. And then after I'm home, I will get my hiney over to Columbus.

Hazzah!

The Count Down

In approximately 8 days and after 3 more finals, I will be home.

I'm leaving on a jet plane.

Happy.

I Like You So Very Much

I love music. Especially music that is happy. And good. If it's good, I probably like it.
Anyway, I found a very happy, sunshine-filled song. It's called Sleepy Tigers by Her Space Holiday.