Tuesday, May 26, 2009

My honey!

My baby's in this news article! Just wanted to share! He's in the picture at the bottom :)

Friday, May 15, 2009

My Precious Hubie

Hubie has been pretty lethargic the last couple of days. Not excited to eat and not eager to get up and play. This morning he had no interest in his food and only went to his bed to lay down.

I called the vet and got him in to find out that he had aspiration pneumonia. This was our biggest fear with the last treatment and were just trying to wean him off of it. His white blood cell count was astronomical and he had a very high fever. The vet said his chances of surviving this were really very very slim and even past that he suspects there has been some permanent damage to his esophagus. So he wouldn't have the greatest quality of life.

So. I just put my baby down. He was frustrating at times, stinky and slobbery but by far the sweetest, gentlest of all giants. I'm gonna miss cuddling with him and watching him protect Cooper and Dolce.

Mike found this:
Inscription on the Monument of a Newfoundland Dog
by Lord Byron

When some proud son of man returns to earth
Unknown to glory, but upheld by birth,
The sculptur'd art exhausts the art of woe,
And stoned urns record who rest below;
When all is done, upon the tomb is seen,
Not what he was, but what he should have been;
But the poor Dog, in life the firmest friend,
The first to wwelcome, foremost to defend;
Whose honest heart is still his master's own,
Who labours, fights, lives, breathes, for him alone
Unhonour'd falls, unnoticed all his worth,
Denied in Heaven the soul he held on earth;
While man, vain insect! hopes to be forgiven,
And claimls himself sole exclusive of Heaven!
Oh, man! thou feeble tenant of an hour,
Debas'd by slavery, or corrupt by power,
Who knows thee well, must quit thee with disgust,
Degraded mass of animated dust!
By nature vile, ennobled but by name,
Each kindred brute might bid thee blush for shame.
Ye! who, perchance, behold this single Urn
Pass on--it none you wish to mourn:
To mark a Friend's remains these stones arise,
I never knew but one, and here he lies.

Newstead Abbey, November 30,1808

On one side of the pedestal supporting the antique urn he had inscribed:

NOVEMBER 18, 1808.

taken today :(

We Love you Hubie!!
February 23, 2005- May 15, 2009

Thursday, May 14, 2009

The Greatest Hubby Ever

Mike sent me a package over a month ago and spent a lot of money. I cannot find that freakin package anywhere. I'm seriously starting to get sick to my stomach over it. It has to be in the house somewhere, but I don't see it.

And I seriously have the best husband ever. I really do. He bought me a super nice camera and I left it on the plane going to NJ for his dad's funeral. I know...talk about being sick to my stomach then... you have no idea. Anyway, he bought me another even nicer one!!!

AND, he sent me flowers yesterday just because!! That totally made my day and it made me cry.

And he's been so great and supportive with the whole job thing.

I know. You're jealous ;)

And I'm still sick over my package. :(

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Army Wives

I don't know how many of you actually watch that show. I've only seen it a few times. "Army Wives" that is.

AND...once again I feel like I'm missing out. I know that the show isn't 100% reality, but it would be nice to have a local FRG. The unit Mike is attached to has one, but they're in Pennsylvania. Plus I've never gotten any information from them, but it is a National Guard unit, if that matters.

No one else really gets it like another army wife. I know our situation is only temporary, but there's some sense of unity with the military. Sense of community, camaraderie and pride. Something that I can't say I've found with railroad wives. Of course, it doesn't help that there's a huge age gap between me and all the others I've met to date.

I envy the relationships of military wives. :) That's it!


Friday, May 1, 2009

Cold and Impossible

I'm not whining and crying over this. I'm not spending my hours at home balling my eyes out and throwing a pity party. I'm just still shocked. I have to say this has never happened to me before, and it just feels so strange.

So, I got fired yesterday. Wanna know why? Because he said I am "cold, impossible to work with and everyone is walking on egg shells around me." MEE!! He continued with saying that I don't get along with anyone in our office. I said, "I beg to differ, would you like to go take a poll?" and he said (now this is a quote verbatim) "that is my perspective and that is all that matters." I don't freakin kid.

There was one other person to tag team against me and she said she brought me something last week and came back the next day and it was still on my desk. I said, it took me TWO days to get it done and get it to you. She said, and again I quote verbatim, "When I give you something to do, you should push everything else to the side because anything I give you should be your priority!" Take a picture of your expression after you just read that for me, will ya? I'd love to see it.

Okay, so first of all. Everyone that knows me knows that I am not "cold." It's not in my blood for crying out loud!! There was one person I was beginning to not get along with and its because this person has been "cold" to me, not the other way around. But it doesn't matter because she's his bitch. (I can't believe I just said that!) What a coward. And, why, if I don't get along with anyone else in the office, were some of the girls crying when I went to say goodbye? Why was I getting hugs and kisses and phone numbers?

And second of all, what the hell does that have to do with my job performance???

Most of you won't be surprised, because we knew there was a possibility that this was coming for awhile. For altogether completely different reasons. I just really didn't think they would actually go through with it. You know he was a jerk enough to tell me, when I called to tell him Mike's dad passed away so I would be gone for 2 weeks, that when I returned we needed to sit down and talk about the possibilities of me quitting? As if I wasn't stressed out enough? Mike is in Iraq, I have a very sick dog, his dad just passed away and now he wants to fire me? That is a man with a very very cold heart. And then he waited 2 weeks after I came back. now that things are settling and I have no reason to need anymore days off, he fires me. Why the hell didn't he just fire me before Mike's dad died then I could have just stayed in slc to help and spend time with him!!!?? Or before I came home from the funeral?

It wasn't just the boss, there was someone else feeding him a line of crap and he bought it and never gave me the opportunity to defend myself. You know what the worst part is? I loved my job. I loved everyone I worked with (minus 1 and the cold hearted boss). I sincerely did. I loved working with all the branches, I loved all the girls in admin from every department. I actually genuinely loved what I did. So...I'm sad. And I'm sad that there are people in this world that are that heartless. I'm sad for them. How can they ever possibly be genuinely happy? They made my life miserable, or tried to anyway.

I'm not "grateful" for being fired, but what's worth living if you live your life in frustration or anger because of someone else? It's not. So I'm considering this a blessing knowing that "When God closes a door, he opens a window." These are tough times, but Mike and I are alright. We're both safe, healthy, happy and financially secure.

The best part? I have a great husband who loves and supports me. He's been so encouraging and great through all of this.

As horrible a situation as this is, I have to laugh. I mean really? Could their reason for firing me be any funnier? And now they're gonna have to scramble around trying to figure out how to do my job.

I also know there's a possibility that one of the 2 may find my blog. And you know what I have to say to them? I'm sad for you. I'm sad that we couldn't be adults about this and handle it a mature way. I'm sad for your family seeing as you have no heart. I'm really really sad for you. And grateful for my own life and my own happiness.