I don't really like to talk about my plans/ goals because the one thing I dislike is being let down and the one thing I actually hate is people feeling sorry for me.
To explain my plans would be pretty crazy
if I mapped it out for you it would look like the root of a plant, mainly because if has lots of if this happens then I'll do this and if that were to happen I'd do this instead.
I know what out come I would really not like, but I know I could deal with it either way.
Fingers crossed the best out come will occur, which I know it will because for the first time in about two years I truly and very content and am doing everything I should be... so maybe I'll be rewarded.
Okay, actually fingers crossed ... some one would just give me a college diploma.
I could be with some Viggo Mortensen clone, be a professional interviewer (my actual dream job), I'd own a few tons of clay and make ceramic pieces on my days off...heck maybe some one would buy one of my pieces, we'd live in Brazil( so I could wake up to killer art every day), I'd speak perfect Portuguese already ( I've been trying to learn for a year now and still suck), we'd have a Cardigan Welsh Corgi, and eventually if we felt like it we would adopt some cute toddlers.
***So the point I wanted to make other than the fact that I have new animals is that I'm starting school in January regardless.
I vow to take a full work load even if I get hit by a car die and must attend classes by spirit
( if you feel a sudden drop of temperature around you and hear a faint whisper while in class it's just me asking to borrow a pencil).
So after my crazy week. I had a really pleasant weekend. I've gone back to joking around all the time I mean ALL the time at the home plate and it makes every one more happy, ya know cause tensions can rise when every one is kenneled together ( true for animals annd humans) During one of our happy adventures to the feed store we stopped at a mini flea market in Whiterite ( sorry if I spelled that wrong).
I don't know how to explain that fact that it was in fact a mini-drive-through-flea-market...but it was.
As we were driving through Carmen and I saw lots of farm animals and Momo wouldn't stop...until we mentioned pigs. Momo loves pigs.
Of course I saw the ducks. I wasn't going to get one but Momo said it was alright. So the old guy that was selling them didn't even know they were in the cage with the chickens. I got both for two dollars, fantasico deal!
We finally made our way over to a truck with it's tail gate down with two cages of little pigs. I know I'm a dork with how much I love animals...
but when I saw that piggy I loved it instantly.
He was probably the smallest pig of the piggy-bunch and he reminded me of one of my most beloved dogs Milo.. which is bad because I will probably eat him some day... I had a name for him before he was out of the cage. Cabbage! He seems content when I call him that annnd cabbage soup is my favorite food. We came home with another pig as well! Carmen is playing around the the idea of naming her Dora ... because she broke out last night...and ya know Dora the Explorer.
My ducks have no name and that is a problem.
I have a compulsive naming problem.
Yeah my guitars are named, my lap top Nala she's got a name, and my Ipod MayFly (named after the late MayFly goose), and even my previously retired favored paint brush (Henry)...
It's like I'm disrespecting my baby dollar ducks.
Here's some pics enjoy!
In case you read none of the above. Cabbage is the pig. The Ducks have no name. Milo is the dog that reminds me of Cabbage.
I'm starting to put my name on pics again because I totally saw my picture on someone else flickr with no props or mention that it wasn't thiers.. SO if you want a copy just kick it like the old days and Email me and I'll be happy to set you up with a nonTagged image.
Time for bed.
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