Just Do Something

I wish people were as passionate about children in foster care as they are about animals in a shelter.

I keep seeing that message posted around social media and you know what…

I wish people were as passionate about Jesus as they are about politics. 

I wish people were as passionate about finding a cure for cancer as they are about their sports team. 

I wish people were as passionate about children in foster care as they are about going to Disney World. 

I wish people were as passionate about homeless people as they are about LGBT rights. 

I wish people were as passionate about eating healthy as they are about getting a flu shot. 

This type of thinking absolutely infuriates me. It implies that because someone cares about one thing or cause that they don’t care about another one. Can’t you care about more than one thing at a time? Because someone cares about one thing, does it make it more or less important that something else?

I care about kids in foster care. That’s a really bad situation. What’s even worse is that if you want to adopt a kid in the United States, it can cost upwards of $30,000 or more. BUT if you want to MURDER a baby, it’ll cost you less than $500. Be fired up about that. 

My passion just happens to be shelter animals. They have NO voice. They depend on humans for food, water, and care. Did you know when an animal is brought into a shelter, it often only has a few DAYS to find someone to adopt or rescue it or its killed? MURDERED. Since animals don’t have a voice or a way to reach out to people, they have NO way to find a way out of the situation it is in. I choose to be their voice – that hopefully someone will see a cute face, fall in love, and save a life. And I’ve helped save many. 

Is this as important as foster children? Some may think not. But when was the last time you saw an orphanage post pictures of children online or on social media trying to help them get adopted? These are children and because of privacy and regulations, it doesn’t happen. Their stories can’t be shared to try to get them adopted. So what can you do about that? Go foster a kid, or two, or four. That’s fantastic! I have friends that do that and I commend them. I’m not in a position to foster children. But I can help network to save animals lives. 

Get off your high horse and get over yourself. What cause are you helping or contributing to? Are you fostering children? Are you raising or donating money for foster kids? Find something that means something to you and fight for it. Help someone, somebody, something. Just do something rather than sitting behind your keyboard or on your phone placing judgement on those who choose to. 

Dive Bombers

Our dogs are pretty good about waking us up in the middle of the night if they need to go out. Chloe is our beautiful two-year old labradoodle, who is still very much a puppy. She sometimes gets bored and wakes me up to go out and play…in the middle of the night. The other night, I let her out at about 1:00am. She seemed to be taking an extra long time so I went out to check on her. I found her jumping and diving into our crepe myrtle. Usually I can lure her back into the house with the offer of a cookie or carrot. She wasn’t listening to ANYTHING I was saying though. She was obsessed with this tree and something in it. I had to go out into the yard and physically pull her back into the house.

     

The next day, I learned that they must be a bird nest in that tree. Every time I would let Chloe outside, she found herself under attack! These two birds would get up high in a tree or on the roof and dive-bomb her over and over. This has been going on for several days now. For the most part, she doesn’t even realize its going on because they usually don’t hit her. Yesterday I saw one of them actually swoop down and hit her in the butt though. Of course she just tried to chase it like it was a game. My poor sweet princess! These birds better back down off my baby or I’m taking the bird feeder down!

Mean Bird

Dream Home

We’re not necessarily in the market for a house or looking to move, but the other night, someone shared a house listing on Facebook and I instantly fell in love. The house is nice, but that’s not what made me fall in love with it. This house is attached to a 2682 square foot kennel with more than 25 heated/air conditioned indoor/outdoor doggie suites. It sits on 19 acres and has multiple fenced in doggie play areas. There’s also a grooming area with an attached bathtub.

I have a dream, and if I ever find myself with a lot of money (i.e., I win the lottery) I will buy or build a house similar to this one, with the dog kennels and outdoor space. I want to start my own animal rescue. It would be mostly dogs and cats but if I could help the occasional rabbit or other smaller animals that would be great too. This is my passion and where my heart is.

Over the past couple of years, I’ve really started to pay attention to how many pets get abandoned, abused and/or surrendered. The numbers are astounding and it breaks my heart how so many people just toss away their family pets like they’re a piece of trash. Scrolling through Facebook, I see all of the “urgent” dogs in shelters needing rescues or fosters and I just cry and cry. When I’m able, I donate to help secure a rescue, but I’m not always able to give and I hate that.

Each year, about 3.7 million animals are euthanized. 5 in 10 dogs and 7 in 10 cats in shelters are euthanized simply because there is no one to adopt them.

Did you know that if you surrender your pet to a shelter, there is no mandatory hold placed on them. There is no mandatory time given to help them find a new home. They can be euthanized immediately. If the shelter is out of space or low on resources, that is exactly what happens.  After all, no one is looking for them and their owner doesn’t want them. This absolutely rips my heart out.

I know I can’t save them all,but if I could save some… if I could keep a few from suffering or losing their life early. I don’t think any animal should ever suffer at the hands of a human. These sweet babies deserve to be loved and spoiled and treated like members of a family. I want to help make that happen, one furbaby at a time. 🐶❤🐱  And to think,  I used to not even like dogs; now I have two of my own and can’t imagine my life without them.

Bring Back the Blogroll

I started my first blog back in 2005 on Typepad. I had never even heard of a blog before, but a friend at work had one and I was intrigued. She was so creative and even created her own designs using the art of Ryan Vernon’s Pin-Up Toons. It was so cool. I soon found that Typepad didn’t have all of the capabilities that I wanted and eventually landed with WordPress. I was single back then and had a lot of extra time on my hands. I had a design professionally created and I’d spend hours learning CSS and installing plugins. I never really got to the expert level I was going for, but I did learn quite a bit back then. Now everything is automated and its fantastic but blogging has really lost its luster. Its just not what it used to be and it makes me so sad!

These days most blogs I come across are big and commercialized. There are blogs with multiple contributors and thousands of readers. Everyone has a general theme or deep down, they’re trying to sell you something. It’s lost that personal touch. I have trouble finding regular people blogging on a personal level that I can connect with. I used to love finding a good blog and then going through that person’s blogroll. That person typically linked to several other like-minded people. It was awesome! I made so many new friends that way and drew so much inspiration from others. While I was away from blogging, the blogroll went away too. ☹ Why?! Why did everyone purge their blogroll?!

I blame Facebook. Facebook killed MySpace and it killed blogging. MySpace probably needed to go… with all the blinky gifs and bad music as soon as a page loaded… well, that was justified. But I digress… I really do miss the way blogging used to be. Bring back the blogging communities and bring back the blogroll!

Sweet Dreams

Let me preface this post by saying that I love my husband dearly. ❤ BUT, he and I have completely different ideas of the perfect sleep environment.

He wants music playing all night long, and not a quiet peaceful melody. Depending on his mood, he might play Southern Gospel music,  Sheryl Crow, Ozzy Osborne, the latest country music, R&B, even Auburn’s marching band fight song music. Let’s just say that he’s not playing any Beethoven or Mozart – nothing relaxing. Everything is upbeat and he plays it through a Bose speaker loudly. Its like trying to sleep with a marching band in our bedroom every night.

He very rarely sleeps through the night. He typically gets up 2-3 times per night. And each time he gets up he turns the lights on, waking me up and our dogs. I’m convinced his body never relaxes because he has that loud music playing. He insists that he’s listened to music like this since he was young and he can’t sleep without it. 🙄 Since I’ve known him, he’s had this same pattern. He’s never slept well. It’s the music…. but I digress.

If I had my way, I’d sleep in complete silence. I like the room cold and very dark and without sound. The temperature, we can agree on. No problems there. Sometimes he’ll think not to turn the lights on when he wakes up, but not always. The music has been non-negotiable. He absolutely refuses to turn it off or even down. I’ve tried using headphones to block out the noise, but they fall out and/or hurt my ears. +

Enter SleepPhones! My life is forever changed! Its a soft headband with built in mini speakers that snuggle up next to my ears. I turn on my Rain Rain app and it blocks out all the other noise. I slept like a baby last night and it was glorious! Now, if I can find a way to block out the lights… 🤔

 

Late to the Party

Thus is my life. It seems like I’m always the last person on earth to find out how great something is, especially TV shows. I didn’t realize the greatness of Sex and the City until about 6 years after the series had ended. A friend of mine had every season on DVD and let me borrow her set. I bet I’ve watched every season 10-15 times. I’d watch every episode and start over again. At that time in my life, I could relate in so many ways.

My new current obsession is Nashville! I find myself catching up during my breaks and lunches at work and any spare moment I get. I love it! For a long long time, I wanted to move to Nashville. I had big dreams of going back to school to pursue a career in the music business. Apparently that wasn’t God’s plan for my life. Anytime I started looking seriously at a move, something would happen preventing it. And I’m ok with that. I can just live vicariously through Rayna James and Juliette Barnes. 😊

Without Purpose

I’ve been having a huge internal struggle for a few months… since I accepted a new position at work. I work for a company that I love and I make pretty good money, especially for someone who hasn’t finished a degree program yet. The job is do is okay, but there’s no career path. The position I’m in has zero opportunity for advancement. The only option would be to move into a sales position, which requires extensive travel and time away from my family. That just wouldn’t work for us. Not only that, but I’ve been in sales for the better part of my life and I hated it. Sales just isn’t an option for me.

And I struggle with this… bad. I’ve never been the type of person to just punch a clock, work eight hours, and just go home. Any job I’ve ever had, I’ve worked to advance within the company. Now, I don’t have anything to work toward. It’s just a job. I feel like I have no purpose. Its not fulfilling at all and has been overwhelmingly depressing these past few months.

Leave? Well, I could, but I would most likely take a significant cut in pay to start somewhere new. This company has been financially good to me. I’m just disappointed that this is most likely all it will ever be.

My husband said to me, “I think you’re in a pretty good spot and don’t realize it.” I do realize it. I have a low stress level. I’m only responsible for me. I make pretty good money. And I’m grateful for all of that. Perhaps my purpose now is to simply punch a clock and help provide for my family. I’m trying to come to terms with that.

 

 

Drives Me Nutty

Peanut Butter

This drives me nuts! (no pun intended) It’s the paper that gets stuck around the rim of a jar or bottle. I’ll waste so much time trying to pull it off just so I wont’ have to look at it. I know it doesn’t matter but I can’t stand it being there. Am I the only one? 😳