Ironic Names

So my family got two new dogs. Their names are Shyla and Bella. Josiah was introducing them to me and he was like, "This is Shyla, she's the darker one. This is Bella, she's the helpless one." Oh how perfect. It reminds me of another Bella I've heard of. Josiah said they threw a treat to her and she just let it hit her face. Even Princess Brookie calls Bella a diva. We were all petting Shyla and ignoring Bella on purpose and Bella got all crazy and was licking our legs and putting her head all over us and was jumping on us and was super jell that we weren't giving her any attention LOL love it when dogs have personality. We once had two dogs named Cooper and Maverick named after the father and son pair in the movie Maverick. Those dogs were quite the pair. Cooper turned out to be quite the daredevil and Maverick was just the prettiest dog and was the biggest tease and the easiest to love. This is his crazy picture: 

I love my puppies. 

My dog Chip

This is my dog, Chip. 

He recently left us and went to what my mom called the happy lizard hunting grounds in the heavens above. Bless him.

This dog was talented. He could hold up to 3 tennis balls in his mouth and still let out an intimidating bark. He could carry a wide range of long stick like things from small saplings to palm fronds or banana tree leaves.

It was difficult to find a picture of him standing up because every time someone gets close to him he lays down and waits for you to scratch his stomach. Then when you rub his tummy his leg starts kick and he could literally dig a hole in the ground if you rubbed long enough.

One of his favorite pastimes was trying to catch lizards that crawled into little holes in the dirt. He would dig with his paws and then bite the dirt with his mouth and would stick his nose down inside and get all dusty.

Bless Chip.

Yes, I'm Literally Hanging Off a Cliff

I despise cliffhangers. A whole lot. They mess up my whole internal system of right, wrong, shifts in moods, resolution, anxiety intensity apprehension conclusion resiliency rest and endings! I can't even believe the nerve if these writers. Here I am, investing time and emotion into this tv series, probably like 10 hours of my life, and they go through all these episodes with some common conflict and they make progress to solving the issue the whole season. Then my blood pressure spikes during the last Two Part Finale (seriously? two parts? let's be for real). So I have to wait for two videos to buffer because there's no way I'm leaving the damsel in distress. It goes against everything I've ever known. So I start the second one and try not to hide my eyes from the scary parts. Then it gets resolved, cue gentle music and montage of memorable moments with the dead main character. Then, before the last commercial break, they briefly introduce a new character then BAM! New conflict. Can I not have like 10 minutes to believe that the world is good and right!?! Can I not mourn for another character lost before I am thrown into the heaping pile of problems that comes with the next episode!?! It's appalling. I'm appalled. Then! In the next season! The very first episode before the first commercial break, the conflict is resolved and the hours I spent speculating and reasoning and arguing and defending over the summer are wasted by one writers sorry yet effective effort to draw me in for another season.

Tribute to my fave cliffhanger: RAB. Brilliant. And I found out what it was before Harry did. Just thought you should all know. Great thanks bye.

Ho Cho

The Hot Chocolate Count is up to 2. Accompanied with a total of 3 timmie tammies. Christmas music is in full force. Don't tell me to celebrate Thanksgiving first, I choose to celebrate two holidays simultaneously. And with the rise in use of social networking sights more and more people just want to complain about something. I, however, choose to do it just a little more discretely through my blog. An obvious step up. It's still too early to start a paper chain for when I get to go home.

The First Cup

Hot chocolate is like the best midnight or anytime snack limited to the winter season. It takes a total of 2 seconds to prepare, as long as you want to devour, and is often paired with a tim tam cookie, or two, because the serving size is two cookies for a total of 190 calories who knew? But if you have more than two cookies then there will be so much sugar in your brain that you won't be able to sleep let alone role your lethargic body out of bed the next morning. Hot chocolate is the best thing about winter. Possibly the only good thing. Except for the snow and how it canceles out all other sound. How? I don't know. But we need a sound engineer (I just learned they exist tonight) to figure it out for us. I just had my first cup of hot chocolate for the season and it was heavenly. Anyone wanna have hot chocolate with me, ehhh lemme know because I am so down to celebrate, acknowledge, tolerate, the winter season? No, wait for snow with you. But if we have hot chocolate together know that I will also call you to help me make a snowman. But I'll give you a tim tam therefore making it worth your while. Glad we had that talk.

Adele's Contributions to the World

This is the time of year to reflect on entering people's houses uninvited. I think you could enter any house uninvited, totally randomly, and with no really connection to the persons residing there if you sing, in a smooth strong voice, "I hate to show up out of the blue uninvited but I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it." So then you get one of two reactions: You're right, you should not have come, you don't even have any connection to anyone in this house, and though your voice is like cream mixing with hot chocolate, get off my lawn, you're a little cracy. OR: Wow, I don't need to know anything else about you after hearing that short ditty falling from the mandibles of an angel, welcome to my home, eat anything you want. I wish for you the latter.

Halloween and it's Potentially Awkward Genesis

This is my question. For the first few years of Halloween, when the traditions weren't so set in stone, was it awkward to go to other peoples' houses and ask for candy? It's the first year some crazy man had the idea to trick or treat so he puts something in the newspaper so hopefully the whole city will read it and be prepared. And everyone knows about it but some people are like, "No way, I'm not doing that. That's lame."And nobody really knows if it's a good idea or not, nobody knows if it will catch on, nobody knows who will look stupid, the people who do it or the people who abstain. Maybe it took a few years for the tradition to catch on? Maybe it's still a little weird? Yes. It's still a little weird. Maybe that guy should be honored for pushing the city to do something it really didn't want to do then spreading it through the whole of the United States and now we're all out $40 for candy each October. No, should not be honored.