The craziest thing.

TODAY my son, Colton's girlfriend told him that she had read my blogs. I know that these blogs are public but it kind of feels "stalker-ish" Now, I'm not being a hypocrite, I would do the same thing if she had one. (She doesn't) Then I hear that her parents (Dad to be precise) reads my blog too. Then I started to feel subconscious and thought maybe since someone I actually know is reading my stuff. I began to read my past submissions. OMG I cried so hard. Just reading what I had written brought those same damn tears up and I sat in a room full of people playing games and let the tears flow. I guess I'm doing better than I thought. Re reading brought me right back to the fresh pain again. I won't be going back again and re read anything.

I'm looking forwards. I'm keeping my eye on the prize of a new year.

Caiti graduates from Hidden Valley in March and she will still be going to college part time until then. Colton and Cody graduate from Southern Oregon University in June. Both of the boys are heading to graduate school we just don't know which ones yet. David will have his Masters Degree in Business Administration and I have no degrees. I'm just the uneducated, dog loving Momther. (I spelled this right when the kids (Colton) was growing up he took great pride in calling me by my first name Heather. I told him it was disrespectful so we settled on Momther. Now all the kids call me that, girlfriends etc. I suppose it is better than Hobag or something else of equal meaness. LOL

I have read so many dog books, veterinarian guides, puppy raising, puppy nutritional elements. I think I'm a doctor. NO, I dont' belong in a mental word just yet. It is that I have been to the vet for so many years and so many times per year that I feel like I"m getting down to the been there done that philosophy.

Erica White, my niece (deceased sisters daughter) has come down for a visit with us. Cody and Erica are staying and we sang karaoke for hours and then took turns playing Wii Fit.

There are some serious plans coming ahead in my life. BIg things. Scary things. I believe i"m a Boulanger and I can do anything. The having someone else tell me what to do might be scatchy as I've been in the boss in every job and the think is I can't bear to move somewhere that I would have to choose which dogs to keep and which dogs to rehome. These animals have kept me sane. Still functioning. My reputation stands for something. I can't even begin to imagine how to decide such a bid deal. It is late tonight and I don't have anything spectacular going on except my Love for my dogs. I have had most from birth and of course we pond. They are a mans best friend,,