In 2006 I took a trip in my time machine to snap photos of celebs in the future
Oh my, they don't age well.
Well, you might not have been a loyal reader then, but you can check the archives. And now, I'm at it again:

My hormones have been going crazy, and they are threatening to ruin my life.
My emotions have been off the wall.
I woke up this morning on the verge of tears, and I can't even tell you why. Is waking up really that upsetting?

And different circumstances in life have just had a field day with this. Typical life stuff, and medium size decisions have suddenly threatened to be my ruin with the hormones influencing everything.
But in the midst of all this, I've found peace.

Yup. Peace.

Somehow, one day recently I realized to take my own advice. People often say "how do I know if I'm doing the right thing? This or that?" And they get all worked up into a tizzy. I always tell them, "If you are truly trying to follow God, and trying your best to hear him and obey Him, then he won't let you miss it. He'll make it clear to you."
So I decided to do nothing these last few days. I put my "feelings" to the side, since they can't be trusted anyway. I have put the situations out of my head and decided to "Think about what ever is good, what ever is pure...."
and I trust that the Lord will make His way known.

Confucius says...

Three days ago I was thinking how happy I was to have a cat.
Not a dog.
A cat.
Cats snuggle but don't bark. They are independent. They are low maitenance.
You don't have to potty them. You can run free and have no responsibility. You don't have to let them out every few hours.
You can leave them with a huge bowl of kibble and go up north for a few nights.
Cats are perfect pets.
Then two days ago a little dog wandered into my yard.
Where did you come from little guy...girl...whatever you are?

I am home now. its little wag seemed to say.
I want to sit in your lap.
I want you to rub my belly 'til I sleep.
I'm your baby.
I love you

It seemed confused.
I'm not it's momma. But it had no tags and no neighbor knew where he belonged.

what are you? a boy or a girl?
No answer.
Well go pee then. Boys hike, girls squat.

Obediently, the little dog walked into the grass.
It squatted...and hike it's leg at the same time. This 3-legged balancing triangle had me in stitches.
This dog is very confused.
I named it Confucius.

But I don't want a dog.

I began to fall for it.
No! No! I have a cat. I don't need a dog.

But the cat loved it.
With soft slowing wispy fur, the cat thought I'd brought him an animated cat toy. He bound through the house swatting at it.

The dog did not love the cat back.

But this is responsibility. I didn't ask for this!
My God, it felt like an unplanned pregnancy.

Finally, I decided I had to find it's home. Confucius was obviously cared for. Some one would be missing him...er...her. I pictured in my mind an old granny in the near by neighborhood calling for her baby... crying.

Yes, I had to find its home.

My tobacco chewing mail man said there was a home nearby that had a little dog like it. He told me the address.
I put Confucius in the car and we took a drive.

Ringing the doorbell I heard lots of other little dogs yipping inside.
Are you missing a little black dog?
Yes.
I have it here.
I handed Confusious over to a non-granny.
Oh thank you.. All of Grand Blanc will know her sooner or later. She gets out all of the time.
Well...she didn't have a collar on.Blank stare.
Yeah, well, we really need to get that fence fixed....I didn't even know she was missing. I just got home form work. I figured she was holed up somewhere sleeping.

Grrr to you non-granny. Very Grrr.

So now the cat and I are keeping our eyes out for the animated cat toy to come through to our fixed-fence yard again. We have a collar waiting for Confucius and we will notice when she is gone.

I would welcome the responsibility.

The job search

Warning this is PG-13 Reader be warned

You know I've been looking for a job. Anything that I'd enjoy really. A few months ago I saw an ad posted for a writer... a blog writer.
I thought, "wow! local, paid per article, I can do this."
so I wrote an inquiry to ask more details.

So the response was:

We are looking for local blog writers to review our adult products and toys. You will need to use each product and write your review and opinion of each one....

Ummmmmm.........what? ahhhhhhh.......no.
I couldn't help but call Heidi laughing.
"Girl, I have been neither single, nor unemployed long enough to take that job."