UPDATE on - "Frusterated"

I have not spoken to the bastard in over a week. Not by my choice, he has not returned my phone calls or texts. He didn't ever call to console me when my dog passed. WTF! WHY ARE MEN SUCH PRICKS?

Girbaud "Bo" - November 23, 1991 ~ May 23, 2007

In eight loving arms our buddy Bo passed away this morning at 10:30 A.M., May 23, 2007. He was 15½ years old. `PR` King's Girbaud arrived on November 23, 1991, a purebred American Eskimo mini, born of `PR` Hill's Jupeter, Sire, and `PR` Larsen's Annie Bell, Dam. At only four weeks old, Bo came to live with Emily, Sarah, Cyndi and Dennis on Christmas Eve, 1991.

To those of you who loved him, played with him, scratched his head or gave him a "cookie" treat -- thank you. To those of you who didn't so much love him, but tolerated him with patience and kindness -- thank you, too. He was a good boy and tried to be nice most of the time.

Girbaud, Bo, Bubba, Scoot, or Scooter will be lovingly, fondly and forever remembered by his family.

Don't ever rely on first impressions!

I would like to tell you a little story about this girl named Rachi. You may not like the story at first, but this sory has a happy ending.

Every once in a while you meet someone that completely changes your life. You may not realiize it at first. But then all of a sudden, there they are. That for me would be Rachi!

Rachi and I weren't always the best of friends. In fact, when I first met her, I hated her. You see, she started dating my friend Paul, who was dating Jill. I reall liked Jill and was mad that this new girl took over. I didn't take the time to get to know Rachi. As time past, I Rachi grew on me. My friendship with Paul died out but my friendship with Rachi only got stronger. In fact, I began to realize just how wrong I was about her. She is an incredible woman. She has picked me up when I was down and she always knows just what to say to make he feel better when I am sad. She has touched my life in a way that I never could have imagined. I love her so much.

I just thought you should know!

The Rest is Just Sand!

A professor stood before his philosophy 101 class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golfballs. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles, of course, rolled into the open areas between the golfballs. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.The professor picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up the remaining space in the jar. He then asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous YES.The professor then produced two cans of beer from under the table and proceeded to pour the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed curiously.Now, said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golfballs are the important things - your family, your partner, your health, your children, your friends, your favorite passions - things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full." "The pebbles are the other things that matter, like your job, your house, your car. The sand is everything else - the small stuff.""If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golfballs. The same goes for your life. If you spend all of your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out dancing. Play another 18 holes. There will always be time for me to go to work, clean the house, give a dinner party, and fix the disposal.""Take care of the golfballs first - the things that REALLY matter. Set your priorities. THE REST IS JUST SAND."One of the students raised her hand and asked "what the beer represented?". The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of beers!"

Frustrated

I had a date with this really great guy. We were supposed to go out and meet in person for the first time. We have been talking for a long time and have really hit it off. Then as i am waiting for him to come pick me up he gets called out to a work emergency and "forgets" to call me to tell me that he was gonna be late, or that he had to reschedule. That's all I would have needed. Just a phone call. I would have understood. I really like this guy. Which is weird for me because I have not actually seen him in person, but I felt a connection right off the bat and I want to give him the benefit of the doubt that he is just as amazing as he seems, but he is not giving me very high hopes when he forgets to tell me he is not taking me out. I am gonna give him one more chance, because I really want this to work out. If you new him, at all you would agree. I don't get many opportunities like this so maybe I am being too soft, but I think it is my turn to be happy and so I am gonna give him another chance. Oh, please God, let him be what I need/want/deserve. I want the fairytale.

The greatest group of girls ever!

We were all at this restaraunt celebrating my friend's anniversary and it was so much fun with all my cute girls