Still in love, though it's course of chaos has come and gone and come... and gone. I guess that's just part of loving a Gemini. Comes with the job description. We laugh together often. Compromise. Worthy battle.. so on.
Lexi Mama gave birth to EIGHT little furballs on November 7th. Since then they've qua
drupled in size, and their little personalities are enough to make even the hardest of hearts melt. It's been such an amazing experience watching them grow. My heart is set on Aslan, (The Dude)the most beautiful champagne baby. I was telling Stu just moments before he was born "I really hope there's one that comes out champagne colored." and there he was. A match made in heaven! He has the most tender demeanor, even this young he is conscious of not hurting you when he gets playful and nippy.
Moved back into my mother's house temporarily. Started looking last week for new spots downtown. Found a beautiful home in the Avenues, with lots of space and a yard to raise The Dude in. I am so eager to get to work training him. He's already showing signs of being the brains of the litter. Even while Stu was skeptical at first (or maybe just eager to disagree.. hehe), he admits now that Aslan is "pick of the litter".
drupled in size, and their little personalities are enough to make even the hardest of hearts melt. It's been such an amazing experience watching them grow. My heart is set on Aslan, (The Dude)the most beautiful champagne baby. I was telling Stu just moments before he was born "I really hope there's one that comes out champagne colored." and there he was. A match made in heaven! He has the most tender demeanor, even this young he is conscious of not hurting you when he gets playful and nippy. Moved back into my mother's house temporarily. Started looking last week for new spots downtown. Found a beautiful home in the Avenues, with lots of space and a yard to raise The Dude in. I am so eager to get to work training him. He's already showing signs of being the brains of the litter. Even while Stu was skeptical at first (or maybe just eager to disagree.. hehe), he admits now that Aslan is "pick of the litter".
Regardless of all of that, he is- in my opinion- the most handsome dog in town. Say I'm delusional if you wish, but we already share a special bond, a very deep connection. He knows he is mine, and I am his. He's perfect! I can't wait to show him the world.
Beyond the hordes of puppy breath and love that follows, I'm mostly just getting by. Winter started off rough. I've been battling what I believe to be a healthy case of Seasonal Affective Disorder. Things are improving, slowly but surely. I've totally removed myself from the bar scene. The crowd we've been "running with" is too wild for my tastes.. I've had my fair share of chemical expirimentation, and it's just not for me anymore. I fear if I continue to surround myself with it in acceptance, it's only a matter of time before full-on desensitization kicks in and I'm indulging along with them. No thank you. Not to mention it's kind of a reality check on a lot of levels.
Christmas is days away. I'm eager to share gifts with my beautiful family, and Stu. I got my amazing Godly Grams a digital picture frame, and had all of the kids/grandkids pull together and submit photos for me to give her on a pre-loaded card for Christmas. That's the gift I'm most excited about, I jus
t know it will mean the world to her. She gets so lonesome on her own all of the time. She's magical, in every sense of the word.Her annual Christmas party was this past Saturday. Tradition is that Santa comes every year and delivers one gift to everyone. In the couple of months prior, there was talk of preparations of the party. My Grandma spoke to my cousin Heather, in front of her three kids, "I'm not sure if Santa is going to be able to make it this year. His wife passed away this past summer. I'm not sure if he'll be up to it." Being that the kids bear young ears, they spread the news amongst the other kids at school. "Mrs. Claus died over the summer! My Grandma said so." Funny how we forget certain things. Pretty cute, if you ask me.
I'm feeling pretty optimistic about the year to come. Overall, I have a general feeling of calm about the whole thing. I anticipate a great amount of independence, growth, laughter, love, music and JOY. Couple of those things have been neglected in '09, and I'm more than ready to reclaim them as mine. The world keeps turning. Stuff keeps evolving. Today marks the beginning of longer days (more SUNSHINE) and thus is the perfect time for me to adjust my attitude. Sometimes I forget to check in and listen to the divine within me, but that doesn't mean subconsciously I don't know that she's there. The future looks bright, kid. Bask in it.
