Showing posts with label dreams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dreams. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Sweet Attention

Is it sad that I want one of these...

...more than I want a boyfriend at the moment?

Ehh, probably not.








This picture is so cute!

I would absolutely love to have a dog, specifically a golden retriever, to take care of and love. Take walks in the park, ride in the car with the window down (haha), take to the beach.
I have to wait awhile though before I can get one since I don't have my own place at the moment, and don't make enough $$$ to take care of a dog. I want to be responsible about it, and make sure I have the funds I need to have to keep him happy & healthy. :)

When I do get one, I've been thinking about getting him from a rescue center instead of a breeder or elsewhere. I figure the dogs at the rescue center are more in need of a good home & a second chance than others. There's even a place in Raleigh - Neuse River Golden Retriever Rescue! (Maybe I could volunteer there until I can get one..hmm..)

Ohh, I can't wait. I will be the happiest girl!!

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And on a side note, I'm now the proud owner of a

savings account!!!

I opened it up today. :)
Probably not a big deal to anyone else, but for me, it's one more step in the right direction. Yay for being more responsible.


Happy Tuesday everyone!!
Go out & enjoy the sunshine!

Don't forget to come back tomorrow for weheartit Wordless Wednesday!




(all images found on bing.com, except last two from weheartit.com)




Monday, February 15, 2010

you may say i'm a dreamer, but i'm not the only one


Last night I had the silliest dream. In my dream, my family is at my Grandma's house (except it wasn't really her house - weird how that happens in dreams), sitting down to eat dinner. I am the only one not sitting down at the table, & as I'm getting ready to join everyone, my Dad tells me I can't sit down until I'm wearing shoes. Shoes?!? Yes, you heard that right. I got pissed, and was screaming & yelling, "Why do I have to wear shoes to come and eat?!" I started cussing (which I normally don't do, unless I am super upset) & everything. Amidst all of this, mind you, I'm wearing slippers, not 'real shoes'. In the middle of my ranting & raving, my Dad takes a look at my feet, and says, in the calmest voice of course, "Oh, you're wearing slippers. That's fine." Are. you. kidding. me. Of course you couldn't notice that in the beginning. hahahaha It was so weird/funny.

I might have a 'real' post tomorrow.
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