I have sorta moved my blog but not moved my blog...I dont know if that makes any sense...
I love what I can do with the background and the friends and stuff and how I can add all the bloggs I love, but I dont have the freedom that I get where I am now gonna post my blogs. I will just link it over on each day...not to hard I guess...Thanx
Lotsa Love
MissCaramel
He can't get up onto the ledge just yet. He is still having trouble jumping onto things. I figure he will figure it outon his own time. He seems to love playing with big dogs, I think he is a little scared of the smaller ones. He played with the Rotweiler and another mixed black lab that afternoon. They ran around and he chased them and they chased him. They accedentally steped on him twice but he kept right on playing. I think he got a little annoying after a while he is just so full of energy and he just kept right on jumpin and bitting at their tales. He is a very brave little guy. I love him, I wish MissSassy was here. I can not wait until they meet!!!
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Look at that face is it just not adorable???
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Some beautiful flowers that were braving the weather...they put a little sunshine in an otherwise cloudy day.
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Had to take a picture of the sky, it just was not a very friendly sky.
I feel absolutly drained and I still did not do what I wanted to do. I do not like when that happens... I wanted to make my blog a little bit more me, I did not like how cokie cutter it was. I sat here and tried for hours to change the background and the font. I changed some of it, but I still am not absolutely in love with it. I guess it is much better than when I first started. I still have not walked my puppy...what a bad doggy mother I am. Its 6:41pm and I will do it just as soon as I get done with this.
To my credit I did wake up with a fever and my stomache was killing me. I could blame it on the weather for being warm during the day and freezing at night, or it could just be stress. Either way I need to start loving myself a little more. Because I am starting to feel like her...
I hope everyones day is going well. I will try to snap a few pictures of Chulo when I walk him today. He is getting so big!! I will try and post them as soon as posible...
Lotsa Love,
MissCaramel
I did not even answer him. I felt like crying, I just took care of Chulo then went and curled up in the living room couch. I stayed there for a little while until I had to get up to get ready for a meeting for work. While I was getting ready I realized that the kitchen needed to be cleaned, and there was a mountain of dishes that needed to be done. The living room was not to bad so I picked it up and straightened it a little. I thought maybe I could barter with my boyfriend. I asked him very sweetly if I made him breakfast could he please help me with the dishes and the kitchen. I let him know how sick I still felt and that I had to go to my meeting. I also let him know that he was going to have to watch Chulo to make sure he did not go on the carpet while I was away. So he said,
"yeah baby, I can do that. I love you. Your the best."
I looked at him and told him that he did not have to do all that. Words are cheap, actions speak louder than words. I just wanted him to do what I had asked without me having to ask him. I know that wont hapen so I was just hoping that he would do it when I did ask him, plus I was sick. I left for my meeting came back, and he was siting infront of the tv on chair in the middle of the living room playin X-Box. I looked over to the kitchen and everything was still where I had left it. The puppy pissed in the hallway and he had not even noticed. I felt so angry, I wanted to throw something at him. Not just anything though, I wanted to throw something heavy and I hoped it would hit him on the head. I must sound like an evil girl, but I really do hate when I feel that way, I do not like having those kind of thoughts. I just felt lied to and used. I made him breakfast eventhough I felt like crap. He was just supposed to do the dishes and clean up the kitchen a little.
Instead his lazy ass was sittin there playing video games with a grin from ear to ear. He looked like he was having the time of his life. He turned aroudn and looked at me and said,
"I'm about to do it baby, I'm about to do it. Just let me get this win, yeeeeahhh baby, I'm on a roll."
He smiled at me like he had not done nothing wrong and blew me a kiss. Ugghhhhh..... I felt soooo pissed off. I just started on the dishes and the kitchen myself. I could not sit and wait around for him to do it. He playes video games until four in the morning!! I know I am not a supermodel but I am not ugly. I am a beautiful young woman and I have needs. I want to be touched and cuddled and kissed. I want to feel my man next to me when I fall asleep. But intead my boyfriend is in the living room playing X-Box Live against probably some 11 year old that was up waaaay past his bed time. I dont understand!!! I found this little article on www.mirror.co.uk that talks about men and video games. It says that a third of men prefer video games to having sex! My little puppy Chulo has grown a lot since he first came to live with me. He is now almost 2 times the size he was when he first got here. I can not believe how fast he is going and how quickly time slips through our hands. He is a very smart little guy, and I am trying to be the best leader that I can be for him. I learned from the mistakes I made with MissSassy and I am trying to avoid them.
Although she is the princess that holds my heart, she can be a brat *laughin*. I love her though, I just do not want to deal with those same issues with Chulo. He has now sits on comand, will stay, and is very good on the leash, he also shakes paws, (its adorable). The potty training is coming along, he still has random accidents, but not as many as I was expecting. That of course is great! I found a site that has some nice information on potty training, maybe it will be helpful to someone else. http://www.perfectpaws.com/htrp.html
I am being a very positive re enforcer and so far he has show to be a pretty confident little guy. He is not scared of big dogs, he will run right up to them and try to play with every doggy he sees. I do ask if they are friendly before I let him fully aproach each dog. Some doggies just do not want to be bothered. So I have found that the best thing to do is ask the owner if it is ok for Chulo to aproach their doggy. Most of the time its a yes and they have a nice little moment to meet and we move on. I am just so happy that he is doing so well with everything. I am a proud doggy mommy...*giggles*
This moring we woke up and the sun was shinning so beautiful that we had to take a picture...please excuse my face, its morning face! It might not be as pretty as Chulos' little face. Enjoy!
I ran into this picture and at first I did not know if it was real or if it was a joke. I tried to find out who the maker of the action figure was but I had no luck. The original which is in the picture I have was made in 2001, there is another that was made in 2006. I dont know if I think it's cool that there is an action figure, or if I think its just embarrasing. I wonder what 2Pac would think of all this???
I have been wanting a dog for a good while now. I have been blessed to enherit my mommas looks, My but not so much with her depression. I have suffered with depression since I was a child. I did not know that all the feelings, thoughts, tears, and emotions that I had learned to hide behind a smile were depression. I was around 17 when we found out that not only my momma had depression but she had passed down that gene to me. My mother had suffered from depression for a very long time and did not know it. She had a hard life, very hard and she becaue very tough, but it finally wore on her.
I have always loved animals and was always bringing home strays, or hurt animals. Birds, kittens, cats, dogs..whatever. If it was in trouble and it was an animal believe me, I was gonna help it!!! I guess that having those animals and loving and caring for them helped me deal a lot better with all the crazzy emotions and thoughts that my depression caused me. Out of all the dogs I brought home I only kept one...she was speacial. I met her when she was about 18 days old. She chose me, I did not choose her. Her name is MissSassy. I love her, Im gettin choked up typing about her. I hid that little girl for a whole month, I kept her in my purse and would keep her in my room. My momma saw how much I loved her, and let me keep her. (My whole family loved her, even if they didnt say it) When I moved to Portland she could not come with me and stayed with my parents, she has kept my momma a lot of company. It has been two years, and she loves my momma, she just adores her. My momma loves her too, and I just cant take her away from her, not any more. I miss her, she has such an amazing personality. I can not wait for the new puppy to meet her!!!
My boyfriend bought the puppy for me, his name is Chulo. I told him and my cousin to just drop the subject of naming the puppy. I was afraid they were gonna hurt themselves thinking of a name for him. I told them that the puppy would tell us what his name was on his own...they do have personalities.
Just like I told them he would, the puppy let us know what his name would be...Chulo!!!! It means fine...and he is just such a fine lookin boy!!! He has been keepin me up and tired the last few days, but I know he will love me unconditionaly and his love and devotion will help me get through anything.
nd since people say you should try to find a carreer that makes you happy and not only money...I wanna be a tattoo artist when I grow up...*giggle* So I asked my honey if he wanted me to work on his back piece I started, and he said "hell yes", I set up my equipment and got to work. I am still very new at this and this is like the 4th time I have to work on filling the lettering in with the red ink. I feel so bad for my baby, but he is a soldier, I really am amazed at how patient he has been with me. Even though sometimes I don't know if we belong togethere, there are times when he shows me how much he loves me. Enough with this sappy talk, I filled in three of the letters and I feel very confident with my work. If there are any real seasoned artists out there I would love to hear from you, any feedback or pointers to help me out with this I would soooo much appreaciate it. So the pic to the left is the work that I just did. Thank you, if there is anyone is out there...much love to you.
