Nearly 14 years ago my parents decided we were finally ready for a dog.  I was15 and my younger sister was just 7.  My sister was obsessed with Beauty and the Beast, while I was a rebellious teen, smoking pot in my bedroom like I owned the place.  The day after Christmas, my parents and my sister went to pick up the cutest fur ball you ever did see ( Read more... )

It's funny - even though I believe that we have the ability to create our own destiny, I often forget exactly how easily the things we do can come back to haunt us. I realize that not everyone believes that the things you do in this life will come back in one way or another. It's karma, but not in the traditional sense; we are destined to learn ( Read more... )

I had an epiphany today. Throughout my adulthood, I've made a point of trying to understand myself. I've taken all the personality sorters: the Myers-Briggs, astrology, numerology and my personal favorite, the enneagram. Like most other personality type, the enneagram gives you different versions of where you are as your type: what you're ( Read more... )

Why do they have to be so freaking cute? I mean, I think I'm pretty good at weeding through the bullshit that is advertising. I understand that I am a puppet with strings ripe for the pulling. That my tv is simply a tool geared towards opening my wallet. And knowing this obviously counteracts some of the effects. Except when it comes to Apple ( Read more... )

yes, closets with doors. I dream of them. Those sweet little spaces; places to hide all that stuff that no one really wants to see. Like my two cat carriers. Ok, I have cats. But when you have to look at a cat carrier EVERY TIME you use the bathroom, it makes them feel less like a member of the family, and more like a wild creature that needs ( Read more... )