life lessons learned

Phooey on three days… and on people who decide to cancel airplane tickets…

If there’s one thing I’ve learned this past year, it’s to guard my heart. Too many times I trust people and open up my heart. I like people, for the most part. I want to be friends and I want to be liked. I plan things and hope for things. And get disappointed time and time again.

In our culture today, we are not people of our word. We promise one thing, and do another. We selfishly look to advance our own positions (myself included). We do things despite how they might hurt another person, because it’s more convenient to us. Our culture has forgotten the sacrificing concept: we say if you don’t feel like it, then you shouldn’t have to do it. Or vice versa.

My mom today told me not to be a pessimist. Then tonight, after Paul tells me they’re not coming, I turned to my mom and said, “This is why I’m a pessimist.” Why? Because I optimistically thought that they were coming since the plane tickets were bought. I spent all day cleaning the house, getting ready.

I wish I could have a stoic attitude about everything. I’m either one extreme or the other; I wish I would mellow out about things. When you’re never excited, you’re never disappointed. When you don’t hope that other people are your friends, then you aren’t hurt.

This is what this past year as taught me. People who I thought would be supportive, weren’t. People I thought I could trust let me down. I must guard my heart against everyone… Keeping them at a distance. Hope is fickle, and lets you down if you’re not careful.

I’m sorry that I’m not always positive… I hate that I have to learn this lesson over and over again.


three more days!

Well, a lot has been happening this weekend. Paul and his sister Anna and his brother Jer are all coming on Wednesday to visit. :-) I’m super excited, of course. :-) But that means I have a lot to do in three days… as far as cleaning my room… cleaning Amy’s room (Amy’s room is where I’ve been keeping all the wedding stuff I have)… cleaning the bathroom since my brother doesn’t seem to be too interested in doing it (long story).

On Friday we got a wedding invitation in the mail from the daughter of some old friends we knew when we lived in Atlanta. Their daughter is my age, and we were good friends in 7th grade. I was considering driving up for the wedding, and the more I thought of it, the more I got excited. So it looks like I’m driving up to Atlanta in a few weeks. I’m excited by that too. :-)

This weekend my mom and I sat down and figured out all the wedding things that need to be done by the end of the summer. I made a timeline for myself to make sure that we can finish everything. It should be okay… Paul and I are going to try and start registering while he’s here. So now we must choose: Bed, Bath & Beyond, or Linens N Things?


Spunky

Spunky is the family dog. She was originally my brother’s dog, but after we had her for a few years we realized that AJ really didn’t care about this dog, and Amy (being a complete dog and animal lover) did. So she was “given” to Amy.

My family has always been an animal-loving family. It’s not just a love for cats for me (and I’m the only one in my family who loves cats), but a love for all animals (hence my love for Zeke). People who grow up with animals tend to understand a love and compassion for animals. Like when I got the frog and it wouldn’t eat, and I was all concerned and had to make an emergency trip to Petsmart. My roommate, Tree totally understood and even lent me her car on the occasion. My boyfriend (now fiancé) Paul didn’t understand. However he is totally willing to humor me in my plans to have a zoo when we’re on our own. In addition to the (at least) two cats, we will also have a few aquariums, hamsters, lizards (I like the Leopard Geckos), small turtles, frogs, ducks, etc.

But I was talking about Spunky. We’ve had her for about 6 1/2 years now… She’s a world-class traveler having flown from Peru to the States in 2001 when we moved here. She loves the States much more… Mostly because we have a yard here and she can run and run and chase geckos and ducks and all sorts of fun stuff. She’s a lot calmer now than she used to be; she used to bark whenever she thought someone might be passing in front of our house. Fortunately she’s doesn’t do that anymore. :-)

It’s taken a good five years for me to warm up to Spunky (being a dog) but it’s not so bad anymore. Not that I’d get a dog any time soon, but I’ll tolerate her. Especially now with my sister gone for the summer, I feel so bad for Spunky; she needs the attention. So I occasionally take her on walks and stuff.

She has this little quirk about her that’s actually quite amusing. We give her dog biscuits throughout the day as a reward for when she does her thing in the yard (rather than the house). She won’t eat the buscuit unless I (or someone else) tries to steal it from her. When we lived in Peru and we had our two Siamese cats, I would call the cats, and as soon as they would sniff the biscuit Spunky would immediately be interested in eating it. I guess she likes the competition.

Well I must go clean the porch in preparation of our visitors next week (!!!). I’m excited because the visitors are my Paul and his siblings. Yay!! :-) I’m also excited because his sister is coming and I can have a girl around to do girly things with. :-) Like… show off my wedding dress… :-)


here’s one of my favorite pictures of Spunky Posted by Hello