OMG Corgis!

I’m going to stop writing here. Why? Because it’s old… and not me anymore. So I deleted everything that was past, and now will leave with this last entry. I will start a new blog on my myspace, where I know only limited people are able to read, but it’s another place to type out my thoughts rather than here. I know I’m not much of an active blogger, but it’d be nice to do it somewhere.

So long, and goodnight.

It’s been an incredibly long time since I’ve updated. So many things in my life have changed! I’ve been thinking about updating, but I guess I’ve just never really gotten the time to sit down and do it… I also no longer want to use this link anymore… so if I do start a new blog, well, you’ll have to follow the new link!

So I guess I’ll start from the beginning. Ryan and I are no longer together. I filed for divorce back in May, and things were finalized in October. It was the end of a relationship with it’s ups and downs, but an unhealthy relationship that neither of us should have been in. I’ve learned a lot since all of that has happened. Learned things about Ryan and how he is now. Learned about myself and what I really want and need in a relationship and what I need to do differently to myself and for a relationship to be truely happy. It was a shame that things ended, but also a relief for the both of us. He’s happy with a new girlfriend so I hear, although neither of us talk anymore. It works out though, because I’m very happy with an amazing new man too

I’m dating a wonderful man named Brian whom I’ve been sharing the last few months with. He’s amazing! We share lots of laughs, stories and hugs. His family is great, and guess what? Full of critters! His mother is very active with pet adoptions and rescues, so her house is always busy with the patter of puppy and kitty feet. It’s always a treat to visit! I fit in there pretty good, don’tcha think? Brian and I are living in a townhouse together in Otsego.

I’ve been sort of all over the past couple years. After the seperation I lived out at my parents house for a few months. The drive to work was horrible and my friends still all lived in the cities. I decided to move in with some friends in Crystal, but that lasted just over a month before I decided to rent the townhouse with Brian. We’re all settled in and loving it here.

Emmie, however, can not live with me here. It’s best for her to stay at my parents house. She’s most comfortable there, and I know she’s well taken care of. I do miss her greatly! Since the townhouse was getting a little quiet with no pitter patter of feetsies, we were toying with the idea of adopting a cat. Turns out, there just so happened to be a beautiful little Corgi that needed a home. Julie to the Corgi rescue! Brian and I brought home little Selby Nov. 27th to our home. She’s almost 3 years old, and is just the most perfect Corgi I could ask for. She’s got a few little quirks that we need to work out, but overall she’s wonderful! It’s so great that I finally have my Corgi! It was nice to be able to adopt an older Corgi who needed a home rather than buying a puppy. OMG CORGI!!

Work is still going great. I’ve done some things outside of work with some co-workers lately. It’s nice to get out and hang out with them outside of the craziness of our office. Maryann, Kara and I went to go see Dane Cook last week. It was hilarious! I don’t think I’ve laughed so hard in a long time!

I’ve been doing a lot of house/dog sitting lately too. I spent a few weeks just at one house for awhile taking care of some dogs. It’s a good way to spend time with dogs (and/or cats) and also get paid for it. I’m not sure how much I’ll be doing now since I’ve got Selby to care for, but I’d still like to do home visits, just maybe not house sit. We’ll see.

I’m no longer a part of MNSC… even though it used to be such a huge part of my life. I rarely talk to the folks from there, nor do I attend any meets. It ended up being a huge unneccassary drama filled mess after the whole seperation thing. It doesn’t really matter to me now, as I’ve grown up a lot - even just from something as stupid as online arguing. It’s quite sad really that people had to act like that. Not really sure what they get out of it. It certainly doesn’t make them look any better or make them look any ‘cooler’. I just wanted them to leave my personal life alone and off of the internet. Personal attacks never made anyone a better person. And in all honesty, I never did a darn thing to any of those people. Ugh, there loss.

I’m driving the Contour now. Another ugh. It’s okay, but I certianly miss having the GTP. I’m looking at new cars now… but trying not to get my hopes up. I have lots of cars in mind though!

I’m not really sure what else to update on. My family is doing great. Jordy bought a new truck and I can’t wait to see the thing. My parents are well, and all the cats are great. The cat that I had wrote about in the last entry ended up being pregnant. She had four kittens, but we lost one in a terrible accident. The remaining kittens are Beacon, Dot and Ditto. The kitten we lost never really had an official name, but we all called her Tubby. She was the one I was going to keep, but I ended up having to have her euthanized after her accident.

My mom was leaving for work one morning, and there was an awful noise coming from the truck in the garage after she had used her remote start to start it. She and my dad ran outside and my dad ended up pulling little Tubby from the engine. Her poor little body was mangled and she was full of cuts and blood. She was in complete shock. My mom ran back into the house and woke me up. I knew something was terribly wrong when she said through tears “Julie, I am so sorry…” I immediatly got up out of bed and ran with her out to the garage. My dad was kneeling down next to my tangled kitten. I saw the she was still breathing and her heart rate seemed to sound fine, but of course elevated. I was scheduled to work that morning, so I ran back into the house once I felt she was alive and quickly showered. I awoke Jordan to ask him to come and and say his goodbyes as she quite possibly wouldn’t be coming home alive. We all kissed and cuddled her there in the kitchen early that morning and I wrapped her up in a towel in a box and brought her to work. Lori was there right away and she and I started quickly taking radiographs (x-rays) of her whole body to see if there was any obvious breaks. Her skin was torn in several places with bone and tendons showing. I knew she was suffering, but I wanted to see if there was a chance.

She was hooked up to IV fluids and once a doctor arrived, she was evaluated. She was administered some drugs to keep her stable and more x-rays were taken. Out of the mangled mess she was, only one limb was broken. Her only way to survive however, was to have the arm amputated. She would no longer be an outside kitty and she would need lots of supportive care. It was something that I was unable to do living at my parents house. There was the option of having her surrendered, but to be honest, we didn’t even know if there was internal damage or anything neurological damage since she was still laying in her heated kennel full of medications. I decided with the help of Dr. Fleming that her best and humane choice would be euthanasia. I still miss my little girl, but I brought her home and buried her in the back yard with the rest of the loved pets I’ve lost.

Dayden and her remaining kittens are really doing well though. The babies are getting to be so huge! They have to be scheduled soon to be fixed. Almost 6 months old already! Wow!

Well, it’s past 1 in the morning. I best be getting to sleep. We are in a winter storm warning right now, so it’ll be sort of like I’m snowed in tomorrow.

Pretty sure I’m going to be building a snowman!

Have a great, great, great holiday season, and until next time, cheers!