Not too long ago I realized that I had come head to head with an old acquaintance of mine - depression. I went from my cheery self to someone who was all consumed by a deep, dark feeling of dread and not only was it not like the me that I know and aim to be, but it was incredibly

Much like my dear fur kid, Jet, I have found that I thrive on schedule. I like things to be set out a certain way and while deviations are acceptable I do well knowing what should occur when during my day. It is for this very reason that I have been dragging myself out of bed at 6am or 7am

Today was Jet's vet appointment, I went in with him to get his new lump aspirated and checked for abnormal cells. When they took him in the back room where they do the procedure I can tell you that I stood there in our private examination room and I prayed to God. I begged him not to let anything be

Buzz informed me last night that he had a meeting at 9am which threw off my plan for the gym. Instead of throwing a hissy fit over it - I'm a big girl now you know and it's not exactly a grown up thing to do...plus it tends to really irk the person you are directing your fit at -