When I was a child I wanted a dog so badly, that it has become a source of many funny stories now that I am an adult. One of my favorites was when my parents went to parent-teacher conferences in about the first grade. My teacher said, "Tasha must really love her dog. It's all she talks about. She draws pictures of the dog, tells stories, etc.". "Uh, we don't have a dog...", replied my parents. Wishful thinking I guess. I do have a dog now. And yes, I spoil her and treat her like my child sometimes. Some mornings I wake up to find her head on the pillow next to mine, snoring right in my face, and me hanging on to the edge of the bed because she's almost pushed me out. But I don't mind. The love of a dog, and the love we have for dogs, is something special. They bring us so much joy, teach us to be playful again and how to love unconditionally. If I'm ever in a bad mood, a dog can always cheer me up. Here are a few of my favorite dog stories of the day...you can save them for when you need cheering up. Enjoy!
Adorable Dog Is Hiding in Every Photo Like a Real-Life "Where's Waldo"
Expressive Dog Portraits Capture the Soulful Essence of Man's Best Friend
Cooper Loves Ice Cream
Dogs Of Instagram
Every morning when I turn on the news, there seems to be one horrific event after another. It's getting so bad that people feel helpless and just want to tune it all out. Maybe all this turmoil and trouble is a signal for us to do something. But where do we start? I think we need to simplify our lives a bit. Start with the small things. Do something kind for someone. Whether it be helping an elderly neighbor with their yard or errands, lending a hand to a mom struggling with her kids at the grocery store, volunteering at a charity or church or school, teaching a skill to a kid, or just simply smiling and being kind to everyone you encounter throughout the day. It's amazing how fast it can spread. If we could all just put aside our differences - race, gender, religion, politics - who cares - just treat people, as people. We all need to be loved and cared for. It's a pretty easy concept.
Three cheers for the Denver Police Activites League (Denver PAL) for doing their part to make the world a better place. Check out their latest adventure here - The Pontious Outdoor Program at PAL and visit Denver Pal website for more info on the program.
An Oscar Meyer bologna & Kraft cheese slice sandwich with Miracle Whip on Wonder Bread. The last time I had one was when I was 7 months pregnant. The craving got in my head and I couldn't rest until I had one. It was not quite as good as I remembered from my childhood, but to tell you the truth, it wasn't that bad either.
The 70's was a wonderful time to grow up. Sure, the food & drink choices weren't the healthiest ones, but the freedom we had as kids will just never be the same. Riding bikes all over the neighborhood, hanging out at the pool or the lake, no parents in sight, playing Capture the Flag or freeze tag all afternoon, until someone's mom yelled "Dinner!" from far in the distance, and we'd all run home to eat. After dinner, we'd run back out and chase around the neighborhood, our only rules: Stay out of trouble and Be home before dark. We were responsible kids that had a sense of community and we took care of each other. I love the 70's! Now, I think it's time for a bowl of Frosted Flakes and some Brady Bunch reruns.
Check out this hilarious post: If 70's mom's had blogs