Jon and Kate Plus 8

So about the Jon and Kate scandal. I really don't know what to think. It seems that everyone hates Kate and blames Kate for everything that's going on in that family. I can't say weather I believe that Jon had an affair, or Kate either. I can't say I beleive that they're headed for divorce, or that their TV portrayal is a sham. I don't know what to believe. Until the day I can sit down with Jon and Kate myself and have an honest discussion with the two of them, I am witholding judgement. And for the health of their marraige, and their children, I think the rest of the world should withold judgment too.
Everyone just needs to mind their own damn business. Whatever Jon and Kate have going on, there is no way they are going to be able to resolve it in the public eye. It is an unhealthy situation, and America driven by their need to see someone else screw up has caused it. Of course everyone is curious about what is going on in their family, but trying to figure it out, ridiculing Kate, or Jon for that matter, and make a big media mess out of it is going to do nothing but make the situation worse.I support both Jon and Kate in whatever they choose to do. It is their life and only they know what is best for them. I don't think Kate is the evil bitch that the media makes her out to be, and I think everyone should just leave this family alone!

My Life...Not Very Interesting

Ok, so there are a few new things going on in my life lately...I got a puppy! Her name is Lira and she is eleven weeks old. We've had her for about a month... she is the cutest little puppup ever! I love her very much. I also got a job. Kathy and Claire and I all got a job at TJ Max. Today was my first day (I was by myself, no Kathy or Claire) and it was ok. Of course we're opening the store so today was unloading a truck all day long. I only worked from 7-12pm but most everyone else had to work from 7-3pm/5pm. It was tiring of course because it was hard work, but I had an ok time. I met some nice people and I enjoyed socializing while I worked. I have to go!

Not Just a Dog, a Family Member

Dutchess is/was my dog/best friend for 17 years. She was born to us (our dog had puppies) when I was 4 yrs old. My very first memory was when I was five so needless to say I cannot remember a time without her. Dutchess and I had a special bond. I could read her like a mother can read their child's cry. Although I don't remember her as a puppy my mom used to tell me all the time that I didn't choose Dutchess she chose me. You see my parents told me to pick the puppy we would keep and when I walked toward the puppies Dutchess came to me... essentially she chose me. I also named her. The point of this post is to annouce the death of my beautiful puppy. On July 3rd she started having seizures, my dad took her to the emergency vet, and the vet basically told him it was her time to go. So he injected her. Dad says it was peaceful, that he stroked her head as she passed, but I wish I could have been there to hold her and tell how much I love her as she went. I have and always will have a soft spot in my heart for her. She saw me through some tough times, as well as some good ones. I think Dutchy and I had more than just the average bond between human and dog. She was more than just a dog she was like a member of my family. My Dad says he cried for 3 days over her, and I couldn't stop crying last night (I just found out yesterday). This morning I got in the car and opened the box with her collar and harness in it. I sniffed it and was immediatly hit with a wave of emotion. I put it away as fast as I could to stop the tears from coming. I have been thinking about getting a tattoo in her memory, although I haven't decided for sure.

Marriage and Babies

At my age, as I look around it feels like everyone is getting married or having a baby. Now I know that not EVERYONE is. In fact I have several close friends who are doing neither at the moment but when I look around I tend to notice all of the people who are. I am only 21 years old, but I have this humungously strong drive to be a mother. I am in a relationship that I have been in for 3 1/2 years now and I am very happy. I would love to marry the man I am with. He however is not ready. He wants us to have a decent savings before he proposes. I completely understand this, however I want to get married now. I want to have a baby now. I know its not logical. I do want to be married first...so I want to get married now so I can be on my way to having a baby. I really want to be a mom. Ever since I was a child that is all I've felt a calling to. I am meant to be a mom. Whatever else is meant for me to do I do not know right now, all I know is that I want to be a mother and a wife and I cannot knock this urge. So right now I'm just floating through life waiting until the day I can have my dreams come true. But then I think to myself "what if I die tomorrow"? Life is short and you never know when it's going to be taken away from you. So if I died tomorrow I would have an unfufilled life because I would never have gotten to be a mother and a wife. So everynow and then I convince myself that I shouldn't wait, that I should just go for it. But I don't. Because it takes two to tango. I don't push the topic on my bf too much because I know that if I brought a child into this world right now I would not be able to provide for it the way that I want to. Anyway, my point is that I am sick of waiting I want to be able to just do it. Do what I want and have what I want now! I do not want to wait anylonger. But I will. And it will be so much better when I finally get my wish because I will have waited long and hard for it to come true.

A Precious Stone

Love is very rare,
A precious stone if you will,
So it is no surprise,
That for love some would kill.

My life it isn't perfect,
This I know is true,
But I know that we are meant to be,
I want to see it through.

My baby he is real,
I do not make believe,
He makes me feel like dancing,
I know he'll never leave.

My love it's so much deeper,
Than anything before,
He is so perfect for me,
It's the stuff of lore.

I want to show how much I care,
And make him understand,
But he just cannot grasp it,
For it goes beyond this land.

My life it's always changing,
I'm not sure what I'll do,
But one thing that I can count on,
To me he'll say I do.

He knows just how to hold me,
And how to treat me right,
He even cooks me dinner,
And turns off the bedroom light.

This whole big world surrounds me,
I don't know where I am,
At least for now I can say,
I'm glad I have my man.

Old Habbits Die Hard

I feel like a seed caught in the breeze. I don't know where I'm going or where I will end up, but I'm enjoying the ride along the way. Sure it has its ups and downs, but overall I have a pretty nice life. Somewhere along the way I lost a friend that I once considered dear to me. I think it was for the best, we were growing further apart anyway. However I can't help thinking about her. I've had several dreams lately involving her, most of them about us reuniting our friendship. I don't know why I keep thinking and dreaming of her. Is it because I long for us to reunite? I really don't think so. I left the friendship willingly, because it was headed down the wrong path and causing me pain. Even though it was voluntary, it of course was not a pleasent goodbye. It ended in a fight. So do I long for closure? No, I don't think I do. I felt like there was closure the day I sent that email, and everytime I've seen her since. I don't miss hanging out with her; she always made me feel bad. Although I guess on some level I miss her. She was the joker, the life of the party. Being around her energized me. But I don't miss the things she used to say or the things she would do. I think I miss the old times. It got to a point though where I just had nothing to say to her. We have nothing in common anymore. I think we were hanging on out of habbit not out of true friendship. I know other people feel that way too. In regards to the same person. I think she has just moved on, put the people she used to care about in the past and instead focuses on her new friends. I don't miss her, I miss what used to be. I mean the past, the true past, the summer before high school where all we did was hang out together. That was a good time in my life, and I think that was the only thing that kept us together as long as it did. I'm not saying I hate her or that I want to reunite, I'm just saying that I still care and probably always will. She was a big part of my life for a long time, and old habbits die hard. I suppose that's why I think about her so much and even dream about her, because she was a habbit. Our friendship was a habbit.