I'm having a puppy!

Dogs are great.

They really are. They lick you, kiss you, give you attention. Make sure that your home is safe as well as your children.

Dogs are like humans, how you raise them is what matters.

When Darrell was about a year old, he was bit by a Siberian Husky. I was furious, the dog owner tried playing it off like it was my son's fault. He's a baby, literary, how would he know not to pull his ear? Besides, she told me the dog was "kid friendly". More like "dinner friendly". 

It took us years and it's still hard for him to trust a puppy. 

When I was about a year old, my father got a Siberian Husky. His name was Brewster. You couldn't come in to see me before going past him. He was my guardian. Carried me around on his back and slept at my feet. 

Unfortunately when my mother passed away, we needed to give him away. He went to a farm, to run and chase squirrels.

Dogs are like humans, how you raise them is what matters. 

Steve, the boyfriend, wants a Pit Bull. Not a lot of people like Pitts because of their bad reputation for fighting and not being good with children. I've honestly seen a wiener-dog bite someone. So to categorize a certain breed with certain actions is discrimination. Something I'm not cool with.

So... hopefully... by the end of May around Darrell's 5th birthday. We'll be bringing a new family member home. 

I hope it's a girl. 

Holding on for dear life

There’s a little secret about me. I love watching Hoarders. It’s like that TV show that you don’t want to be caught watching because, why would you watch it?

Growing up, my grandmother kept everything. The house wasn’t to bad but when you went in the basement, it was a whole different story. Years and years of build up and stuff.

My Aunt who I call the “anti-hoarder” came in about three years ago and completely got rid of everything and anything. Either gave it away or threw it away. I got a few mementos from my childhood but the basement never looked the same.

The thing that really gets me though about this show is the excess. The fact that I’ve had to give up my things, little that they are, and they get to buy in excess.

Over the past five years I’ve accumulated a lot of stuff and then the past two years, most of it is gone. Divorce and moving do that. I was homeless a few times and living with a friend. My stuff was in storage and I lost it.

It gave me a new appreciation for the things that I do have in my home. My son, my friends, my keepsakes. Not to many, but somethings that I will have for the next 60 years. The things that are always listed in the “Do not drop” box when I move.

What do you hold dear? A teddy bear from your childhood or maybe the first time your child wrote their name?