This week I am house sitting for some friends. They are on vacation and I am in charge of their 3 dogs and 2 cats. And I brought my Miss. Payton.
They have a really nice 2 story house plus a walk out basement. I love the house. I mean, sure its not perfect, but I do really like the house.
I am close- like REALLY close- to any place that I could need: grocery stores, food places, mall, movie theater, etc.
And during my stay here, I have realize some things that I want and some things that I dont want in my house- when I ever get to get one.
1. Fenced in yard. Miss Payton is a very private dog, and one who doesn't particularly like to do her business where everyone can see her.
2. No bedroom off of the kitchen.
3. Basement
4. Limited clutter is amazing.
5. Lots of lighting.
Thats all I can think of, at the moment!
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Friday, November 25, 2011
I'm thankful, no, really... I am... well, most days.
I am thankful for my family, my health, my dog, my support system, Transy basketball, working brakes, opportunities that get me out of the house for a bit, sleep, antibiotics, nieces and nephews who seem to enjoy spending time with me, and being able to buy Christmas presents for everyone in my family without going into debt or having to worry about money.
I am NOT thankful for my relationship status- or really lack thereof which coincides with me not being thankful for the fact that I am the ONLY single person in my extended family over the age of 20. I am also, not exactly thankful for the fact that I dont have a job. haha.
This is also one of those times in my life where saying "It will happen when it happens." or "At least you have both parents" or "You arent really missing out" or "The guys dont know what they are missing" DOESNT HELP. Nope, sorry, its not comforting and in fact telling me such things are likely to make me go off.
But regardless of all these things, life moves forward... and so will I, just give me a little bit of time to regroup.
I am NOT thankful for my relationship status- or really lack thereof which coincides with me not being thankful for the fact that I am the ONLY single person in my extended family over the age of 20. I am also, not exactly thankful for the fact that I dont have a job. haha.
This is also one of those times in my life where saying "It will happen when it happens." or "At least you have both parents" or "You arent really missing out" or "The guys dont know what they are missing" DOESNT HELP. Nope, sorry, its not comforting and in fact telling me such things are likely to make me go off.
But regardless of all these things, life moves forward... and so will I, just give me a little bit of time to regroup.
Friday, November 04, 2011
A dream come true
When I went to Transy, I was already a huge UK fan- and we had basketball season tickets.
Then I went to a Transy game. I fell in love. The way that Transy plays is just mesmerizing to me.
So I became a Transy basketball fan. My sophomore year I didnt miss a home game, I picked the UK games that I went to based on the Transy schedule. And then I went and made my own stats sheet and kept the stats for the games. But I even made it to a couple of away games. I drove through 3 states and 3 forms of precipitation to watch that team play. Junior year, I talked to the coach and traveled with the team. Senior year, I was even closer to the team. And I kept wishing that they would get to play UK. My friends and family told me I was crazy and that it would never happen.
It happened, last night.
Now, its sad that it didnt happen during my tenure at Transy, but on the other hand, I wouldnt have gotten to cheer like I did if I had been doing the books.
And man, did I cheer. I had everyone in my section looking at me and then whispering to their friends.
I can only imagine what they were saying about me. But really, honestly, for the first time- I didnt care.
I was not objective in this game. I was body and soul cheering for Transy. And I was proud of the effort that our guys gave.
Then I went to a Transy game. I fell in love. The way that Transy plays is just mesmerizing to me.
So I became a Transy basketball fan. My sophomore year I didnt miss a home game, I picked the UK games that I went to based on the Transy schedule. And then I went and made my own stats sheet and kept the stats for the games. But I even made it to a couple of away games. I drove through 3 states and 3 forms of precipitation to watch that team play. Junior year, I talked to the coach and traveled with the team. Senior year, I was even closer to the team. And I kept wishing that they would get to play UK. My friends and family told me I was crazy and that it would never happen.
It happened, last night.
Now, its sad that it didnt happen during my tenure at Transy, but on the other hand, I wouldnt have gotten to cheer like I did if I had been doing the books.
And man, did I cheer. I had everyone in my section looking at me and then whispering to their friends.
I can only imagine what they were saying about me. But really, honestly, for the first time- I didnt care.
I was not objective in this game. I was body and soul cheering for Transy. And I was proud of the effort that our guys gave.
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