The Great Pumpkin...

I need to post a picture of my recent visit to SC, but until then I will give you a picture of the conversation my parents and me had this morning...

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Dad- So, your sister wants a Fall themed wedding. I'm going to go dressed as a Giant Pumpkin, with suspenders to hold it up.

Me - Hey we could glue pumpkin seeds to the suspenders, and you can wear a green body suit, and we can make leafy shoes that look like the pumpkin foliage.

Mom - Don't encourage him!

Me - Oh, and you can stand outside the reception holding a side. "Reach inside for a treat"

Mom - You're not helping...I think Dad's genes were passed down too well

Dad - I'm going to walk her down the isle in that, I'm even going to build a flap in the back as a gas trap...and the suit will drop candy from the back as I walk!

Me - Haha, instead of a flower girl we'll have candy Dad. Dad, you will make it worth going to a wedding...

Dad - I'm wearing a cowboy hat, chaps, and a stick pony to your wedding.

Me - I don't quite like when the shoe is on the other foot.....

Hahaha, there was more, but you get the idea. For more wonderful wedding ideas, please see SFL - he is always available!

Back to nightshift...

I have realized that I hate swinging back and forth from day shift to night shift. I actually despise it. I hate feeling crappy three days of the week, every six weeks. Also, I think I may attempt some graduate school in January. That said, I emailed one of the assistant managers to see if I can start working straight weekend days. Yes, every weekend will stink sometimes, but at this point I think I'm okay with it. I will update you later!!

Saying Goodbye

This morning I took Velvet to the vet for the last time. She just was looking worse, and it wasn't fair to her. She was such an awesome dog. She had 14 amazing years, and was the most peace loving dog you would have ever met.

When I was ten our friend found this little black puppy dumped of in a park called The Elks in northwest Pennsylvania. We begged my mom to keep her since our friend couldn't, and mom finally gave in. We still laugh about how I was convinced that she was part lab or something, dad called her the lowest common denominator, or Eve of the dog world. Shortly after we got her she was dehydrated and sick, and so we gave IV fluids under her skin twice a day at home per the vet, because we couldn't spend the money to have the vet do it. She lived. She got Pancreatitis several times also, but still lived. Actually mom was convinced that the dog would never die, and she'd be vacuuming up loads of black dog hair the rest of her life.

Girth (as dad affectionately called her in the later years when she was fat) was a survivor. She came and lived with me my senior year of school, and has been my faithful buddy for all these years. When she was younger I got her Therapy Dog title, and we visited nursing homes. While she could be obedient she often chose not to be. She loved to chew Victoria Secret underwear, and once she stole multiple pairs out of my dirty clothes, chewed them, then put them back into the pile....I was sooooooo mad when I found them as I pulled the underwear out of the dryer only to realize that they were not intact. From that day on I was convinced the dog was a deceptive beast...haha. For all her faults though she was a good guard dog, and friend. I remember this one time - she use to hate any physical contact between humans - so my dad would purposely come home hug mom, and kiss her in plain sight of Velvet who would bark and carry on till they stopped. Well one day my dad surprised mom, and she started squealing, we were giggling, but Velvet didn't think it was funny. She came up behind him and nipped him in the leg, hahaha it worked, he stopped. I know that you don't care about the poor dog, but I guess I had to vent somewhere, and I wanted to be able to look back and remember her. The house seems really lonely right now, and yea I've used enough Kleenex to take stock in the company, but I am glad for the memories, and I'm even more glad that God gave us such wonderful companions who always listen, and never break your heart until they aren't there anymore.