Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus

Okay I have tried to write this post about ten times and keep deleting everything. I guess all I have to say is men and women are polar opposites, but we need to learn how to love each other for our differences. Always believe in second chances and don't forget the reason you made that huge decision. Men are amazing and so are women, and we should embrace the good and bad in each other.

My Dog Luke

Today is January 20, 2009. In about an hour Barack Obama will be our president. Oh well... what's done is done and everything happens for a reason.

Today I came home from my Spanish class to find a beautiful chocolate lab puppy named Bridgette in my yard. Since we adopted Truman I have gotten used to large dogs ambushing me on my way from the car to the door. This puppy belongs to Todd Phillippi. Todd tends to acquire amazing animals that he can not give the proper attention to. Anyway, I stopped to play with her for a couple minutes... it is so hard for me not to become completely attached to dogs, especially this one. She stood up as tall as she could, put her "arms" around me, and gave me big kisses. I opened the door to my house, and Luke rushed outside. I stood at the door and watched through the window at Luke and Bridgette. Luke's hair stood up higher than a kite and his tail was between his legs. Bridgette wanted to be friends with him but for some reason he was afraid of her. I made my way through the house and after about five minutes decided to check on the dogs. They were not where I had left them. I walked to the front door to see if I could see them in the front yard, and through the window on the door I saw Bridgette sitting in the grass, staring at the front door. What was about to happen? I opened the door and Luke fell inside (he had been leaning against the door), he pulled himself together and ran into the kitchen and started to rub his body against the wall. I'm not sure what he was doing, it seemed as if he was trying to fix his hair, which was still standing up. I gave him a pep talk and told him "Luke, she is a little girl. You are a big boy. Why do you let her scare you so bad? She just wants to be your friend. Go back outside and show her who's boss" As if Luke knew exactly what I had said, he ran back outside to look for his new lady friend. Bridgette was sitting at the end of our driveway, almost teasing Luke. As soon as Luke saw her, he ran straight back to the door, and started fiercely scratching to come inside. I let him in and told him that he had shamed the family and that Harley wouldn't be scared of a girl dog. I let him back outside, and he met Bridgette in the yard, and they started sniffing each other like dogs do. Just when I thought Bridgette had won Luke over, my mom pulled in the driveway and scared Bridgette away.


What is the point of this story? I'm not really sure. I guess maybe it is my dog is retarded but how can you not love him? From now on, I think I will use this blog not to express my stubborn opinion about things going on in the world, but to tell random stories about my life. Sound good?


Any thoughts?

It's been a while....

So as most of you know I have been out of the fast food industry for a while now. I think blogging could be good for me, so I will start to update this thing more often. As for the title, I will keep it even though most if not all of my posts will have nothing to do with Taco Bell.