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I received the One Lovely Blog Award from this fantastic lady!  Although, as sucky as my blog has been lately, I don't think I deserve it! 

Thanks Non Sequitur Chica!!

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7 Random Facts

1.  I have never been clinically diagnosed, but I'm pretty sure I have some level of OCD.  And to be honest, my obsessions are mostly to do with housecleaning or keeping things in an "orderly" fashion.  There was a time when I actually drove back home during my commute to work, because as I was leaving that morning I had noticed that the cats had messed up my bed skirt and I couldn't stop thinking about it.  I knew that I would never be able to concentrate on anything else during my 8 hour work day if I didn't fix it NOW. (editors note:  my obsessive compulsive behavior has greatly improved since marrying my husband and moving in together, but there are still days that it flares up and I get all crazy)

2.  I visit the Animal Rescue Site daily and click to give free food & care for rescued animals.

3.  The first concert I ever attended was Milli Vanilli.  My older sister took me and at the time I can remember thinking it was the coolest thing I had ever done.  To this day I still know every word to "Blame it on the Rain".

4.  I absolutely, positively cannot write in cursive.  My signature is the only thing legible when written in cursive.  On the flip side, my printing is so good that I have people request my handwriting when forms need submitted from other departments within our company.

5.  I have a silly obsession with turtlenecks.  As soon as the weather changes about mid September I am in a turtleneck EVERY DAY until about May.  And even in the summer months I have numerous sleeveless turtlenecks to fulfill my need.

6.  I have 3 tattoos and am currently planning for my 4th.  All of them are completely hidden and can only be seen if I want them to be.

7.  I can only sleep while wearing an eye mask.  If the room is not totally and completely dark I toss and turn.  And since my husband has to sleep with the TV on, I quickly learned that wearing an eye mask at night is my only solution to a full nights rest.

I know the second part of this is to pass this award on to 15 other bloggers, but I am going to pass.  I haven't had any time recently to follow along with that many blogs and the few that I do follow religiously have already received this from someone else.  I guess you could call me a rule-breaker!!!

Cancer Sucks

Cancer is a horrible, horrible thing!  Eight years ago I was diagnosed with cervical cancer and it was the first time in my life that I can remember feeling that scared.  Thank goodness it was in the first stages and could be removed through surgery. 

Six years ago I lost the most brilliant man I have ever known to cancer....my grandfather.  The pain of watching his health deteriorate is something I wish I could erase from memory.  It is so emotional to watch someone go through these physical changes.  And even more horrendous to watch them die slowly.

Yesterday we lost another family member to cancer.  He made it more than 4 years when doctors only gave him 2-3, but that is 4 years he lived with this hopeless prognosis. And so much like my maternal grandfather, he slowly deteriorated while his body had a hard time maintaining itself.

My heart aches for my dad.  It was a year ago on April 4 that he had to bury his son, and now he has to bury his father.  I would like to shake my fist up to the heavens and say "enough is enough", but I'm smart enough to know that God has a plan. 

Rest in Peace Richard!

Richard Shaw

In a Rut

I've been in a rut the past couple weeks (and maybe longer).  I'm just not HAPPY and feel like I very rarely smile anymore.   

I am missing my family and feeling very distant from my girl friends, which leaves me feeling very lonely. 

I've been at the same job for 9 years and it is starting to feel like the same thing EVERY day.  I am growing tired of my co-workers and I haven't had a raise in years (even though my job duties have grown immensely).  I'm just plain sick and tired of this environment.

I'm overweight (again) and can't seem to get it under control.  I have no clothes that fit me and tend to survive most evenings and weekends in sweatpants.  And nobody, I mean nobody, feels good about their appearance when they are in sweatpants.

I've got so many projects at home that need done, but I can't find the energy to pull myself off the couch on most days.  I do my general house cleaning on Saturday mornings and the rest of the weekend is spent doing nothing productive.

I feel so bad for my dear husband.  He tries his best, but it's hard.  How do you make someone happy when they don't really want to be?  I mean, it's not that I don't want to be happy, but I just don't know what needs to be done to get me there.

I'm hoping this is just a phase!  Maybe when the weather gets nicer I will snap out of it.

Rest in Peace

Christopher Lee Shaw

May 21, 1977 ~ April 4, 2011

One Year

This Wednesday, April 4, will be the one year anniversary of my brother passing away.  One year......I just can't believe that I have only carried this pain in my heart for one year! 

I remember the day so vividly.  Every single detail starting with the first phone call I received.  There are times when my eyes are closed, that I can actually smell the scent of the hospital chapel. 

I cannot forget the look in my parents eyes and the all encompassing need to hug them and not let go.  Feeling the weight of my youngest brother as he nearly collapses in my arms, shaking with tears.  Yearning to be near my older sister to feel her strength.

One year....

My heart still feels the pain, but my soul is rebuilding.

Christopher L. Shaw

May 21, 1977 - April 4, 2011

Make a list and check it twice

The hubby and I sat down the other night and discussed a few home improvement projects.  There is a lot that we want done, but it is hard to prioritize.  I'm not very good at deciphering between a "want" and a "need".  I decided to make a list so we could SEE what we were dealing with. 

As we started looking at the list we realized that item #2 couldn't get done until Item #3 was complete.  And Item #3 could not get done until item #4 was complete.  And on and on it went....we finally realized that there was definitely going to have to be an "order" in which these items were completed.  And the order that we came up with is not one to make me happy.  The first item on our list is the most expensive and I really, really hate big purchases.

Here is the list of things I would like to have done by the end of the year(assuming our finances allow it)

1. Have central air installed along with a separate furnace for our basement
2. Build a deck in our backyard
3. Install sliding glass doors in our dining room to access said deck
4. Install privacy fence on the one side of our backyard that does not already have it
5. Replace all the screens in our windows (they are all broke and/or missing)
6. Replace all the old mulch with new
7. Paint the laundry room
8. Paint the master bedroom
9. Paint one of the spare bedrooms
10. Install a new front door
11. New counter tops in kitchen

This is not even the entire list, but only the "high priority" items.  I have a feeling it will be another 3-5 years before our list is completed.  It's a good thing we don't have any plans of moving any time soon!

If only I could win one of those HGTV makeovers.....

Good Day Sunshine

Today has been the best day I've had in weeks. 

I broke out one of my spring(ish) dresses for work, curled my hair and even applied a little bit of makeup.  I think when you look good, you tend to feel good!

Not to mention, the sun is shining and it is a warm, humid 73 degrees today in West Michigan.

I also think that the much needed sleep I got last night, combined with the fact that I have a vacation day tomorrow is helping to brighten my mood.

There is a possibility that I may make a trip to Ikea tomorrow with my sister in law.  I'm beyond excited.  There is no other store that makes me feel all tingly inside, quite the way Ikea does.

And Saturday (St. Patricks Day) is the surprise party for my husband.  I really hope he doesn't know anything about it.  I have slipped a couple times, but I think I covered up pretty well.

Here's to a great 3-day weekend!!

 

Enough Already!

Remember on Friday when I posted this?  Well, I happened to mention in that post that I didn't know how much more I could handle.  Well, the answer is....I can handle MUCH more!!!! 

The overwhelming amount of things that life has thrown in my direction since then, is astonishing.  I've heard you will never be given more than you can handle, but COME ON.....Enough is enough!!

I'm taking a Personal Day on Friday and I'm thinking about just shutting off my phone and locking myself in the basement.  This chick is pushed beyond her limit and I'm leaning over the edge of sanity about to fall off.

I'm trying to focus on the positive things in life, but boy, is it hard!

I'm hoping for a beautiful weekend with nice temperatures and sunshine.  Maybe a little fresh air will do me some good.

Side note:  Care Bear Sunshine was my FAVORITE care bear growing up

Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh..........

That title was me screaming in case you didn't hear me!!

I'm about ready to burst at the seams!  I have had a WEEK FROM HELL!!!  I honestly don't know how much more I could possible handle right now emotionally.

I so wish I could tell you what was going on, but at this time I need to process my emotions before I react.

A possible bitchfest to follow....

Please pray for my sanity and the strength to not kill someone!

One Year

Sunday, March 18 my husband will be sober ONE YEAR! I can't even begin to put into words how proud I am. It has not always been an easy road, but boy has it been worth it.

I am throwing him a surprise party to celebrate his sobriety anniversary. I'm horrible at surprises so I really hope I can pull this off!

I'm already stressing....

Wish me luck!

The Circus is in Town

On Tuesday evening my husband and I, along with my in-laws, went to the Shrine Circus.  I was so excited.  I went to the circus once when I was younger and loved it, and since I'm totally a kid at heart, I just assumed it would be just as fun and exciting! 

I was so, so wrong!

The doors opened early and we raced inside.  We just had to be the first in line for the elephant ride.  I wasn't in the building a mere 3 minutes when I started feeling an anxiety attack coming on.  The site of that poor elephant was all I could concentrate on.  It was as if the only people in the entire arena were myself, that elephant and the elephants trainer. My mind was racing with horrible images of the life that poor animal must lead.  I read an article years ago about the treatment of circus animals and until that exact moment I had forgotten all about it.

The longer I stood there watching that poor elephant make his way around the circle carrying loads of people on his back, the more my anxiety started to take over.

My mind kept racing back to that article and the images of circus elephants that were beaten, hit, poked, prodded and jabbed with sharp hooks.  It was ALL I COULD THINK ABOUT!

I can sometimes over-analyze things and that is exactly what my husband told me I was doing.  I finally decided it was in my best interest to exit the arena and I spent most of the pre-show in the hallway.

The lights finally dimmed and we took our seats anxiously waiting for the show to start.

The first act was the lions and tigers.  I immediately felt my anxiety level lesson because I have a serious love for tigers.  I actually felt my excitement starting to return.  Sadly though, it was short lived.  As the animals entered the cage and got into position, I happen to notice a woman standing in the darkness on the outside of the cage.  She was hard to see because the spotlights in the cage area were so bright, but we were seated on the ground level right in front and had a perfect view of her. Throughout the act, she continuously kept prodding one of the lions with some sort of long device.  The lion was very unhappy about this and you could tell by his demeanor that he was getting more and more angry.  Throughout the act, this particular animal refused to "do his part".  He did not participate in jumping the hurdles, he did not jump through the ring of fire, and he did not like the trainer being anywhere near him.  Every time the trainer would be within an arms length, this particular lion would reach out and claw at him.  As a result, he would be prodded from behind and whipped by the trainer.

To put it nicely, I was about to lose my shit!!!  I turned to my husband and told him I was leaving....NOW!   I tried to explain to my husband that tigers don't just jump through rings of fire.  They don't just do these tricks because they want to.  They do them because they're afraid of what will happen if they don't.  And as he watched that lion being prodded through most of the act, he began to understand what was making me feel this way.  He did his best to reassure me that those animals would be okay, but this animal loving woman just wasn't having it.

I decided to stay for the remainder of the show, but it wasn't easy.  The entire show I had images swirling around in my head of these animals being confined to cramped and filthy cages.  The  amount of time spent traveling and being continuously chained up.  Having to travel in cages that barely provide room for the animal to turn around.  Those images from that article years ago of the bloody elephants that were jabbed with sharp hooks. The bears that are whacked and prodded with long poles to get them to ride bicycles, balance on balls, and get their picture taken with overly excited children.

I know I probably over-reacted and I know my mind does crazy things when I am in the middle of an anxiety episode, so I apologize.  I can say that other than my anxiety over the mistreatment of the animals, I had a good time.  The trapeze artists, the jugglers, the clowns and acrobats were very enjoyable.

And to be honest...by the last act (which coincidentally, was elephants) I was much more calm, my breathing was more regular and my heart was no longer beating out of my chest.  I found that if I concentrated more on taking pictures and only watching the show through the lens of my iPhone, that my anxiety level seemed to remain at an acceptable level.  Maybe this was my way of tricking my brain into believing I was merely watching something on television.  That it was more fictional than reality.  Who knows...the mind is a crazy, crazy thing.

* I apologize if this post offends anyone.  My feelings are MY OWN and I would never want to influence the thoughts of anyone else. 

** I do not have any "facts" to support the mistreatment of circus animals. My feelings are simply a result of an over-active mind and an article I read years ago

*** All pictures are my own...taken with my iPhone

I'll Never Take you for Granted Again....

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to do your job without a computer?  I can't say I've spent too much time thinking about it myself.  I've heard horror stories from people and I think "oh boy, that sucks", but that's about as far as it goes.

Well, my friends....I can honestly say FIRST HAND that yes, it does suck!  We had a nasty virus run through our whole network so EVERY computer had to be taken in for repair (and rescue).  I was without a computer for 3 whole work days!  In one word, it was AWFUL!

99.9% of my job revolves around my computer.  And without it, I'm pretty much dead in the water.

Thank God for the iPhone!  I was able to get my emails, google phone numbers I needed and occupy my time by playing games and visiting pinterest.

I will never take technology for granted ever again!  I always thought it would be horrible to attempt my job without my phone, but being without a computer takes it to a whole new level of misery.

As of yesterday afternoon I am back up running, but now I have 3 days of work to catch up on!  Ugh....It's always something!

Happy Friday!

My Love/Hate Relationship with Pinterest

If you were to ask me how I feel about Pinterest, I would go on and on and on about how I absolutely luuuuurrrvvee it.  But, last night I got to looking at my pins and it got me thinking!  Most of the items I have pinned are for "looks only".

I will NEVER have the patience to do this

I will NEVER be thin enough to wear this:

I will NEVER convince my husband to allow pink appliances in our home

I will NEVER have hair long enough to look like this

I will NEVER have a kitchen this spacious

I will NEVER have a midsection that looks like this

I will NEVER have the patience to do this

I will NEVER have a house this cool

I could do this all day, but I think you get the idea. I guess Pinterest is a place where I can dream!

source for all photos

I hate Valentine's Day

I was going to write a whole post about why I hate Valentine's Day, but then I read this article on CNN and it sums up all my feelings!

Why I hate Valentine's Day

And, on a personal note....My hubby and I got into a huge fight yesterday!  Ughhh!  Our Valentine's Day was awful.  Do you wanna know what the fight was about?  Tator-tot casserole.  Yes, my friends....tator-tot casserole!  Evidently my husband doesn't like cream of mushroom soup used in recipes AND I DIDN'T KNOW THAT! 

Thank God that stupid "day of love" is over!

Happy Valentine's Day

Getting the itch

I'm not sure if it's all the nice weather we've been having or what, but I'm getting the home improvement itch!  We didn't do anything all winter to the house and now I'm ready to get started.  I've got a bedroom and laundry room calling for attention.

First on the list is the Master Bedroom.  Our bedroom has been the one room in the house that I just can't figure out.  I have painted, repainted , changed window treatments and changed the bedding about a gazillion times in the past 3 years and still...still, it is the one room I cannot stand to be in.

I have really been concentrating on this one room and I think I finally figured out one of the major issues I have....IT IS SO DARK! 

It is a fairly small room that is filled with a lot of BIG pieces of furniture.  My first thought was to downsize the furniture, but that is impossible considering that my husband can't get into any of the closets in the house (the doorways are too narrow for his wheelchair), so his only way to store his clothes is in the 2 dressers and huge armoire.

Our room is about 12'x12' and here is all the furniture we have in there:

Large Armoire (from Meijer)

Smaller dresser for t-shirts, socks and jewelry (from Ikea)

Larger Dresser (from Ikea)

Bed Frame (from Art Van)

Do you notice anything similar about all of these pictures?  Everything is SO DARK!!

After coming to this realization, I had the idea to paint the armoire white to see if it would make any difference.  It is the largest item in the room (besides our bed, which is leather and can't be painted) so I figured it would make the biggest impact.  And boy oh boy....does it ever make a difference!  We purchased new bedding, changed the curtains and painted the armoire!  It is like a whole new room!  We have chosen our paint color for the walls and hope that when it is all said and done, this will be a room that I will finally enjoy spending time in.

Before and after pictures to follow once the room is complete.

Do you have a room in your house that just doesn't fit your style?

Changing People's Views

"Is she a Pit Bull?"

This is a question I hear frequently.  More often than not, people ask the question with fear in their eyes.

As a result, I try to be a pit bull ambassador whenever I step out the door with my dog.  We do our best to affect each person that we meet.  Most people who dislike pit bull's typically have never actually met one.  For this reason, I want to show people what amazing, lovable companions they can be.

Most people leave convinced after she plants some big wet kisses on them, but there will always be a few skeptics. 

I had three different people approach me in puppy class Monday night to tell me (in a nutshell) how surprised they were that she was such a loving dog.  Two of the ladies actually said they wanted to bring their husbands to class so they could see what a beautiful, full of life, affectionate dog she was.

I was a proud Pit Bull Mama!

Dogs are individuals, I can't stress that enough.  And all dogs can bite...people need to remember that.

The comment I hear the most, usually has something to do with pit bulls having "locking jaws".  This is untrue.  Pit Bulls do not have locking jaws.  Nor do they require a key to unhinge them!  They are not different from who they were nearly a century ago when they were America's premier war hero and family dog.

The problem lies in that people are not being educated on how to properly raise and handle these breeds.  These are not dogs that just anyone can own.  They require a lot of attention and discipline.

I absolutely believe that we have a "Bully Movement" going on here in America.  These dogs are finally being promoted in a positive manner and I plan to play a part in this.

I can only hope that pit bulls will someday rise above their reputation.

Now take a look at these pictures and tell me why this breed deserves to be banned and removed from the care and love of their families.

Lainey & Webbie ~ Best Friends

Webbie & I

Lainey ~ 2 months old

Lainey ~ 3 months old

Webbie ~ The Bumblebee

Webbie & Lainey at the Howl-o-ween Pet Parade

Webbie won 1st Place in the KISSING contest

Lainey ~ 4 months old

Lainey ~ 5 months old

Lainey ~ 6 months old

 

Puppy Training - Class #2

To read about Class #1...go here!

So Monday of this week rolled around, and the closer it got to 6:00pm the more anxiety I was feeling.  I had debated not going back EVER, but I couldn't give up after just one class, considering there were no refunds for "drop-outs".

I put Lainey in the car and off we went.  We arrived to class and parked the car.  Before I even opened the door to let her out, I took a deep breath and tried to find a way to send positive vibes through the leash.  Lainey and I got out of the car and quickly noticed that everyone was standing outside waiting for the door to be unlocked. I quickly had flashbacks of last week and I nearly turned right around to get back in the car.  Of course, I decided against leaving and slowly worked my way up to the door to stand around amongst the other dogs and their owners.  Lainey did fairly well in the group, but as soon as we walked through the door it was a disaster.

Immediately she started pulling me towards the toy corner.  She was already draining me of every ounch of strenth I had.  We made it to our designated spot in the circle and she WOULD.NOT.STOP.PULLING!  Class hadn't officially started yet and I was already mere seconds away from tears.  Just as I had made the decision that this class wasn't going to work for us and we needed to leave immediately, one of the trainers approached me.  She asked me if I was okay and I broke down.  I explained that this class wan't going to work for me...I was too physically and mentally exhausted to put myself through another hour of torture.  She pulled me aside to discuss what was going on and I explained how Lainey becomes a totally different dog when we enter this room than what she is at home.....and that's when EVERYTHING CHANGED!!

The trainer asked me about my feelings toward a choke/pinch collar and if I would be willing to try one out for that night.  I desparately agreed to try one since nothing else seemed to be working.  IT WAS A MIRACLE!  One of the trainers held her while the other trainer slipped the collar on her.  As soon as her leash was snapped onto the new collar she became a whole new dog.  She immediately stopped pulling and sat there all prim and proper.  You could feel the tension and the stress release from her body (and mine).

Lainey was so well-behaved with her new pinch collar that the trainers were using her as the "example dog" for all of their lessons, and.oh.my.god.she.was.a.perfect.dog!!!!  I was able to successfully complete every task that was given to us for the remainder of the evening.  She never barked again and not once tried to pull on the leash.  I truly witnessed a miracle!

Even the gentleman who stands beside us (who has a perfect puppy) leaned over to me and whispered, "had I not seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it".  Yes!  This is the vision I had all along and it was finally coming true.

The next evening after arriving home from work, I put on the pinch collar and took her for a walk.  It was amazing.  I was able to hold the leash with only one finger and it was drooping loose beside us.  I was now in tears because I was so happy.

I know some people may have strong feelings towards the use of choke/pinch collars, but for me and my puppy, it is a MIRACLE collar.

Puppy Training

As you probably already know, we send our puppy to Doggy Daycare a couple times a week.  We've considered it a benefit as she is getting socialization, along with structured play time (not to mention she is so tired when we pick her up...and like they always say "a tired puppy is a good puppy").

I had been thinking about taking puppy training classes for about a month, so when the daycare posted that a new class would begin in January, I jumped on it and enrolled immediately.  This was perfect timing as our precious puppy was beginning to become very disobedient.  Everything she had learned (sit, shake, come, etc) had become impossible!  Not to mention that she was quickly growing and it was becoming harder and harder to walk her, because she is 50 lbs of pure muscle pulling me in every direction.  I should have known that my "bragging" about how well she does on a leash and how we did "absolutely no leash training...my dog is the smartest dog ever"....would somehow bite me in the a$$ one day!

I was counting down the days until our first puppy training class.  You would have thought I was a little kid on Christmas morning based on my excitement as I drove to class last Monday evening.  Then we parked and got out of the car....My bubble burst just as I opened the back end of my SUV and she jumped out all the while barking her head off at the people who parked beside us.  This was just the beginning of the worst night ever!

Class was to begin at 6:15pm, but most everybody was excited and had arrived early.  We all wanted to be the "teacher's favorite"!  Unfortunately, the door was locked which left all of us (and our dogs) waiting outside.  The second indicator that this was not going to go as well as planned happened next.  My dog wanted to "play" with a few of the other dogs, so she continued to bark and get down on her front haunches in the play position.  Once my dog started barking and bouncing around, it caused all hell to break loose with a few of the smaller puppies.  They were terrified of this big lug (my puppy) and they started to bark, growl, cry...it was so loud!  Of course, my dog was the instigator to all of this madness and the evil eye was given to me by multiple people.  Great, we haven't even gotten inside the door and already I'm hated by a majority of the group.

The events that took place over the next hour will be something I will never forget.  First of all, I should have known better than to take "training classes" in the same room that my dog attends daycare.  From the time we arrived she just wanted to play.  Pulling, choking, and doing her best to get to the toy corner. At one point we were split into groups, larger dogs in one corner and smaller dogs in another corner.  She continued to pull and I continued to hang on to her with every ounce of strength I could muster.  And faster than you could blink, her collar slipped off her neck and she took off running towards the "toy corner".  It just so happened this is where the group of smaller dogs were grouped together.  Thank goodness for quick reflexes by one of the trainers.  She was able to grab her and take her to the ground while the other trainer slipped the collar back around her neck.  It was at this very moment that my first tear formed.  I was humiliated to say the least.  My normally well-behaved dog was a monster and I had no control over her.

This was probably the image those little puppies saw as Lainey was charging towards them!!!

We somehow made it through the whole class and as soon as I reached the door to exit, I burst into tears.  I was humiliated, disappointed, furious, and physically exhausted.  I cried the entire ride home.

Then to further frustrate me, once we arrived home and I started telling my husband about the events that had taken place, my devil of a dog slipped back into her angel persona.  This led my husband to think that I was over-reacting which led to even more tears.  My monster dog was acting like a perfect little puppy.

......to be continued with Class #2 

Tidbits

Every morning on my drive to work I have such great intentions of writing some fabulous blog post.  As you can see....it never happens!  I just don't have the time to write every day (or even every other day).

As a result, you are left with bullet points. 

• I'm becoming more and more annoyed with facebook.  My newest annoyance is people who keep posting the "if you are my true friend you will like this post and copy...if not, I'll understand".  Give me a break people....can your self esteem really be so low that you are begging people to "like" you!!!

• It's been raining for 2 days here in west Michigan and I just can't get used to it.  It is Michigan....In January....it should be snowing!!!

• I have 2 big home improvement projects that I would like to start, but I haven't found the energy (or the time) to make it happen.

• I broke down and upgraded my iPhone to the new 4s.  My old 3GS still worked, but after dropping it into the toilet the sound only worked every so often.

•  Another facebook annoyance is when people "announce" that they are going to delete friends from their list.  Again, this is just begging for people to boost your self esteem by forcing them to comment in order to remain safe on your list.

• I just realized that I could go on and on about my current pet-peeves concerning facebook (I like you enough to spare you)

• Took Lainey to our first puppy training class last night.  One word...HORRIBLE!  This deserves a post of it's own (to follow soon)

• Today is the 6 year anniversary of my grandpa passing & the 3 year anniversary of moving into our house

• Everyone I know or talk to is sick!  I can only hope that I stay healthy.

• Like a majority of all woman...I'm addicted to Pinterest

Speaking of Pinterest, I gotta go so I have a minute to browse before my lunch hour is over :-)