A Ray Of Sunshine In Your Day

I have a few more minutes before our afternoon appointments start so I wanted to share with you some good news. Yesterday I brought Lily to work and decided to run her yearly bloodwork chemistries/complete blood count. I came to work today and saw that for the first time her chemistries are all within normal limits. Her CBC had a few elevations but is still the most "normal" that it's ever been (in addition, levels with the CBC can change due to transport, etc.) So we are jumping for joy right now. If you know anything about Lily, you know that she's had a tough life from the beginning. And it's the best feeling to see her come around a corner. Not only is she a different dog with her attitude and liveliness, but her blood count and chemistries are showing it too. We never gave up hope and I'm glad that David and I gave her a chance and believed in her...I knew that our little girl had it in her.

I Can't Believe This Just Happened

Just a little bit ago something happened. I am currently at work and while our receptionist went out to get lunch for the rest of my coworkers I was answering the phone. As usual, I received a telemarketing phone call...I answer the phone, "Companion Care Animal Clinic. This is Heidi speaking." And she starts her in on her "deal" as though she's reading a script. I'm thinking to myself "I don't have time for this" So against my better judgement I hang up. Yeah, I know, now usually I say, "I'm not interested at this time or something." But I didn't. I just hung up. Within a minute I receive another call and it's the same woman. She says, "Heidi, you're an f---ing b--ch. Didn't your mother ever teach you any manners?" Say what??? Yeah. I couldn't believe it. I just hang up again. No more calls. Now, I'm thinking to myself. "Aren't you recorded at your work and won't you get in trouble for treating your "clients" that way?" I must say I did feel slightly guilty but I can't go back on what I did and man, sometimes I get so sick of telemarketers. At the same time I remind myself that it's a job and someone's got to do it. In the end though, the Lord will bless her according to her deeds and in the meantime I get a little chuckle out of it.

They've Been Ordered

Yes, the time has finally come. I placed an order for my orange crocs today. I'm excited. I also placed an order for David too....yellow crocs. He was planning on waiting for the NFL Vikings crocs to come out...but he can't wait any longer. We'll just have to get the Jibbitz when they come out. Needless to say, you'll be able to see us coming from a mile away. This will make for my 4th pair of crocs. I'm so freakin' excited.

If It's Not One Thing, It's Another

Today seemed to be one thing after another. I hardly slept last night. When I woke I was sick to my stomach to the point of wanting to vomit. More than likely I was just nervous for my speech assignment. I went through the day dreading the moments that I was going to do the speech. Anytime I thought of it my heart began to race and started to sweat. Why the heck am I going through this? I've never been this anxious about assignments like this. Even my interview assignment for this class "freaked" me out. I just think I feel my grade is so important to me. In addition, not only am I talking in front of people but I am also recording myself. The rest of my work day went well. Then to come home and find that our garage door wasn't working properly. For a few weeks we've been having issues. For instance, it will go all the way close and then immediately open. However, in the past we've been able to clear the "eyes" (where there was no problem anyway) and it'd work. Not today. I started pacing trying to find the manual, while trying to eat because I had made a previous engagement and really wanted to continue with that. But at the same time was worried about getting the door fixed. David said, "I'll take care of it" and I went on to what I was planning on doing, which is odd because I never leave when I feel something needs done. It helped because I got to get out and take a walk. The fresh air was refreshing and I felt as though I was getting some sort of workout per say. My company was nice too. I came home to find the door fixed, thanks to my awesome husband. Yay! Then, the next thing. The internet wasn't working. As I tried to fix it, it made me think of something. Even though I've had all of these things thrown at me today, I think it's was God's way of telling to to slow down and take a breather. By making me go through getting frustrating I finally threw up my hands in the air and said "God, take it." After making this realization it made me think of something someone had sent to me awhile back. Of course I searched for it in my stash of quotes and couldn't find it, but God once again delivered by allowing me to find it on the internet (obviously, our internet is finally working after a little tinkering.) Anyway, so this is the "letter" that I thought of....

Good Morning.

I am God.

Today I will be handling all of your problems.

Please remember that I do not need your help.

If the devil happens to deliver a situation to

you that you cannot handle,

DO NOT attempt to resolve it.

Kindly put it in the SFJTD(something for Jesus to do) box.

It will be addressed in MY time, not yours.

Once the matter is placed into the box, do not hold onto it or attempt to remove it.

Holding on or removal will delay the solution of your problem.

If it is a situation that you think you are

capable of handling,

please consult Me in prayer to be sure that it is the proper resolution.

Because I do not sleep nor do I slumber,

there is no need for you to lose any sleep.

Rest, My child.

If you need to contact Me, I am only a prayer away.

Anyone Else Hate Hearing Themselves Talk?

Okay, I think I'm ready for my speech. I came straight home and had dinner. It was quite yummy...this salsa chicken thing. Thanks to Jen Poho for pointing me in the direction of Kraft Foods, and my husband for fixing it. Yum Yum in the tum tum. And even better...I had a Snickers waiting for me that David brought home. Then I started working on school work. I feel as though I've been working on my persuasive speech outline all day...oh, maybe that's because I have. Any spare minute my nose is in a book. I headed upstairs for a bit to practice my speech. I figured I'd record myself. After about a million times through the speech I feel more confident to complete the task tomorrow. But man, do I hate to hear my voice. Anyone out there hate to listen to themselves talk on video or an answering machine. I always think, "Is that really the way I sound???" Whatever. Wish me luck for tomorrow. I just want to get this over and done with. Then I will have 1 more test and 1 more speech to go....the countdown begins.

Monday's Thought For The Day

Planet Earth Is Amazing

Just getting settled in for the next week. Is anyone watching Planet Earth of the Discovery Channel? If not you're missing some amazing footage of wildlife. By hopping around to different situations it keeps you interested. We've been keeping our eye out to see when it'd be on and then Sita called tonight to let us know that it was on (thanks Sita!) We saw the book at Barnes and Noble a few weeks ago and that got us even more excited for the show. It's something that you got to be into to enjoy, but if you like animals and tend to like the Discovery Channel, be sure to check it out. While keeping my one eye on that I've been keeping my other on the computer as I try to catch up with any school work. It's so hard not to get preoccupied on the weekends (heck, even the weekdays) when you've got spring fever. I keep pushing it off, just dreading these final weeks of speech. This next week I'm going to have to give my informative speech and I have to turn in my persuasive speech outline. I'm not so worried about actually giving the informative speech, but for some reason the persuasive outline isn't jiving with me. I'm hoping to have a moment tomorrow to talk with my preceptor to hopefully get some form of inspiration in the right direction. Is it so bad of me to think, "What if I didn't complete these assignments? What would my grade be?" All I need to do is pass. I don't need an "A"." Okay, yeah, I need an A, because that's when my perfectionist mind kicks in. Other than worrying about school our weekend was great. David got to meet Antonio Pittman at the mall and get his autograph. I must say it kind of was a buzzkill, but I just keep telling myself, "he's only a human." To begin, they were supposed to have Anthony Gonzalez and Jay Richardson...On Friday Jay Richardson dropped out but Antonio was going to come. Then Saturday morning Gonazalez pulled out. When we got to the mall there was a huge line, but thanks to David winning a certificate through the radio he was allowed to jump the line. So we were there on time only to find that Antonio had a tryout in the morning with The Patriots and was running behind. About an hour later he arrived and it was as if nothing happened. Meaning, no one knew what was going on. Since no one was aware of when he was exactly due to arrive he game in unannounced and just appeared. Then the "normal" line started moving immediately. Wait a minute, David was supposed to go first, along with the others that had won the same certificate. It wasn't that big of a deal because within a few minutes they let him go, but instead of being in front of Antonio he was behind him almost trying to force him to take his stuff before the people that were in the "normal" line that were in front of the table. Basically, in military terms it was a gagglefuck (please excuse the language). It was as though Jesus had entered the building. No one cared where they were standing or who they were running over just to get a picture. Not to mention he wasn't the most charismatic fellow we had ever met. I'm sure that was because he was forced into doing this because his fellow teammates pulled out and he had previous engagements that were for sure occupying his mind other than signing some person's picture. Anyway, it wasn't a total waste of time because David was still excited about it, but once again....he's only a person. In addition to doing that on Saturday we had time to hang out with friends this weekend and got to finally have our game night with David's 'rents. And they found out that "Taboo is really fun". So all in all a good weekend. Hope everyone had a wonderful weekend and has a happy beginning to their weeks.

Generation Me?

I should be hula hooping. But considering I have cramps, I figured I'd let that chocolate cake from last night sit on my hips while I type this morning. With that being said, I'm sure you can gain that I'm in a "mood" this morning. Yesterday was my day to sit at the front desk and I have to tell you about something that happened. I had two phone calls that were from parents of teenagers in regards to certain situations. The first one was calling because "my daughter's friend is coming in tomorrow to shadow one of the doctor's for a school project and I was wondering if it'd be okay for my daughter to come too." Wait. Let's start at the beginning...someone's shadowing someone tomorrow? That's news to me. She explained that she was told it would be with a certain doctor (even said the name) and that we were to have surgeries. That was accurate information. I did a little research and explained to the lady that I was unaware of the situation but I don't see it being a problem if her daughter came too. After getting off the phone I did more research to find that other coworkers had no idea about anyone shadowing either so we may have quite a surprise when 2 high school girls arrive to shadow one of the doctors today. Yeah, considering we have possibly 6-7 surgeries. That will be tons of fun. On to the next phone call, "my name is so and so and I was a previous dog warden...my daughter who is 17 is interested in doing some work and I was wondering if you'd be hiring this summer." I passed him on to my office manager's voicemail and will let her deal with it. You see, I don't have problems with people calling. I have problems with parents calling when their kids should be calling. You mean to tell me, you're calling for employment for your 17 year old??? Come on, give me a break. I was out on my own looking for employment when I was a freshman in high school. The only thing I can see is that he was trying to use his weight as a "former dog warden" to get employment. No. Not going to work. This just frustrates me. And it's no wonder why my generation and thereafter are the way they are. There are so many of my former school mates that went to college. Some made it through, some didn't. But there is a huge percentage that are now at home living with mom and dad and not even doing what their degree is supposed to do for them. Obviously there's a glitch in the system somewhere. More than likely more than one glitch. I'm just seeing a trend that is quite frightening. Mom and dad walking you through high school, holding your hand...that then continues through college and on and on and on. Man, let your kids go. Make them do what they need to do. If you do it for them, why should they do it themselves? And stop thinking "my poor kid." When they get a bad grade don't go after the teachers for "teaching wrong". Go after your kid for not not taking the time to learn and doing what their supposed to be doing...and stop focusing on all the extracurricular activities that should be just that, extracurricular. And whatever happened to the squeeky wheel gets the grease? So what if your kid calls somewhere and they don't get an answer. First of all they shouldn't have all their eggs in one basket depending on one certain thing and in addition, call again, and again if need be. If people don't take you seriously to begin with, they will at some point if they find you're determined enough. Sorry to get in a rant...I continue to think to myself...one more reason...I have decided this will be a good day...yes it will be. I hope yours is too.

It's A Perfect Day For A Cadbury Egg

We went to eat at Panera last night. Before we left there David said, "maybe we can make it to Dairy Frost tonight." Watch out...Speedracer Heidi arrived. Before we could head home we had to stop at Meijer to get creme soda for tonight's Dinner Night with friends and I figured, just to play it safe, I'd grab something sweet to just in case Dairy Frost was already closed for the night. David didn't realize why I was running to and from the car and then he had a lightbulb moment and said, "Ah, you want to get that ice cream, huh?" I said, "Heck yeah. You can't dangle a carrot in front of a horse and take it away." We continued to home and rounded the corner only to find that it was 7:03 and they had already closed. Total bummer. I wanted frickin' ice cream. And this isn't the first time we've missed them. It's happened two other times this season thus far. Now I know it's early in the season, but why must they close so early? Since I get off of work so late I can't head right there, I have to eat dinner first, ya know? So, I was bummed. I had my Cadbury Eggs from Meijer, but I wanted ice cream. David then says, "what about mcdonalds?" I'm there. It's not Dairy Frost, but it's ice cream and even better yet, it's not sugar free either (that's all we keep in the house). Now as I finished up my second half of my sandwich from Panera for lunch I ended it with a small dessert...a Cadbury Creme egg. Yes, it is a perfect day for a Cadbury Egg.

I'm Ready For Pirates