Where to start....

Hey all.....so it is often hard at times to keep up with everyone on a regular basis. Many of you are out there in the world making lives for yourselves as I continue to try to figure out what I am going to do. Most of you know I am working as a lonely deli clerk at Marsh. Whoopee. It is exciting on so many levels. I was only supposed to be there for six shorts months...and well, two years and one month later...I am still there...making $1.10 more per hour than I did the day I was hired. Now that is some incentive to stay put, eh? No way am I going to waste this 60k dollar Cornell degree on deli meat and impatient customers for the rest of my life. Nope...looks like I am going to go back to school and at least get a degree that can be useful (nobody warned me that a bachelor's in sociology was essentially worth nothing!) Or maybe I just lack the motivation to strive in this hostile society that I once studied. Such an evil world that we have created for ourselves. Ugh.

So I now have two loves of my life. Who knew that working at Marsh would lead me to something that I would want forever. But for all the heartache, drama, and self-ridicule I had to endure in the past few years, this one person was worth every ounce of unhappiness. Sometimes a person just wonders how much more they can carry on their shoulders. Although I have been told that God doesn't put more on your shoulders than you can carry. But you know me, I am too stubborn to ask for help. I didn't have to ask for anything when Chris quietly walked into my life. He just gently took me under his wings and lifted me to levels I never thought were possible. I have never known anyone to be more selfless, loving, gentle, big hearted, and wonderful in all my life. I could have the worst day possible, and he will lift me right up and put a smile on my face. He'll make anyone laugh and feel cared about. And well, if he can tolerate the second love of my life...I knew he was to be a keeper...

There is of course Jake, my former thoroughbred racehorse (who did not bring his 200k+ winnings with him!). I rescued him just over two years ago, and he had to undergo surgery immediately. Had Purdue waited a week to treat his injury, the possibility of death was certain to happen. I took him in when my life was rough and I was desperate for a friend. He also needed a friend, and to feel loved and well treated. I took him to a boarding stable to help him recover. The first 16 months were by in large very rough. It took him a year to fully trust me. Now that boy will do anything for me. His heart is so huge, and his capacity to love is brilliant. I needed him as much as he needed me. I sold my show horse so I could keep him. As much fun as it was to compete around the area at open shows, this horse saved me mentally, and there was no way I was going to abandon him just when we were connected. Out went the show horse....in came the over-raced and starved thoroughbred. Adopting him was probably one of the best decisions I have made in this life of mine....and that is saying something....

So there is a start....somewhere to get the ball rolling. Feel free to stop by any time...but who knows how often I will remember to update this little blog of mine. Ill probably forget it exists in a week (Chris...you know how my memory is). Bye y'all!!!