Life…

Typically, I’m ready for the weekend.  This time, I’m extremely ready for the weekend!  Life has thrown more than a few curveballs at me this week (this includes my fiancee, who is doing his best as well).

What have I been up to?

My greyhound injured herself last week, so I have been tending to her.  She is required to wear the infamous “cone of shame.”  However, within a couple days she figured out how easy it was to slip it off.  Ugh!  IMG_8142

I assisted and supported my dad on his MS 150 bicycle ride.  That’s 195 total miles for Saturday and Sunday.  He did extremely well and enjoyed the ride.  I drove.  The route was absolutely gorgeous!  Most of the ride was along the A1A corridor from south Jacksonville, Florida to Daytona Beach, Florida.  Amazing.  Great turnout.

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Interviews are…well, occurring.  I’ve made impressions, even good ones.  That just doesn’t seem to be enough to get hired.  So, for now, I’m teaching part time and caring for others’ furkids.

Each day is a different kind of struggle.

the Little Things

When did the little things become the BIG things in life?  I’m certainly not complaining.

My heart is heavy lately.  First, we lost this beautiful feline about a month ago.  Her name was Mocha.  She was the feline that charmed even the most disinterested person.  Amazing does not begin to describe her.  She had no fear.

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Now, this past Friday some close family friends lost their husband and father.  Yes, it had been close to ten years since I had seen him in person.  Even being hundreds, almost a thousand miles away, I can feel their pain.  He was one of the most amazing human beings ANYONE would ever meet.  He made a lasting impression on me while I was a teenager.  For that, I am incredibly grateful.  I truly believe that some of the choices I’ve made over the years had a bit of his influence.  His wife is one of my favorite people on this planet and I cannot even conceive her grief.  I know she will be surrounded by family and friends over the coming days.  The world should not be without such an amazing individual.  However, his loved ones have gained a very, very powerful angel.

In the shadow of these losses, I have struggled to keep the faith, my smile and positive outlook.  I’ve fallen to “coasting” mentally through my hours and minutes.  Time to get back to enjoying the simple things.

Things like:

– Raindrops falling from trees after a rainstorm

– Summertime Fireflies (they don’t have many of those in Georgia/Florida, at least where I was)

– Driving

– Cuddling and playing with my greyhounds (and felines)

– Good Cups of Coffee

– Enjoying the people I surround myself with

Light Bulb!!

“Oh, Hai Mom! I haz idea!”

This is Clops: formerly Fifi at the shelter or Noelle, her original forever home name.

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  She eventually earned her current title…and knows it WELL.  She has quite a lengthy story regarding her name, but I will save that for another post.  🙂  I will say, that her Uncle Jason is responsible for her non-gender specific, unique handle.

She was in rare form this morning.  A welcome reason to arrive at work a little later than usual.  Clops wanted to play fetch.  Yes, you read that right! 

Here’s video proof from 2 years ago: HERE.

Ever since we moved multiple times and places, she has not played hardly at all.  So, I enjoyed her crazy antics this morning.  I’d toss the toy, she’d bring it back to mom.  Seeing her so happy makes my heart warm!

Other routine habits:

  • Greets her humans at the door when they arrive home (very loud purring).
  • Escorts them to the door, all the while letting you know she doesn’t approve.
  • Falls and rolls over for pets…multiple times a day.
  • Glares at mom across a room when cuddles are given to other impostors (the greys and two cats).  LoL!
  • Helps mom with yoga and workouts.
  • Supervises…constantly!

Typical? Probably.  Am I partial?  Of course.  And yes, I had to share the joy and cuteness that is Clops!