A Year Has Come and Gone

I cannot believe today is the last day of 2010. I am ready and waiting for everything life has to throw at me in 2011. Bring it world! The Missaroo and I are ready.

I also cannot believe we've been blogging all year. It has been quite the experience. It is definitely the best therapy I've ever had and the best part is, it's free! I've also learned a lot of lessons about blogging, the power of words, and that one voice in the wilderness is still better than no voice at all. I can't wait to celebrate the blog's one year anniversary with all of you. And I can't believe how many of you read it!

So many people have come up and told me they read it everyday! EVERYDAY!?! Sorry I've left you hanging then most of the month. I always get a little blue around Christmas. Hopefully I'll be back to writing nearly everyday soon.

But most importantly, a year of blogging has really helped me grow as a dog mom. It has kept me accountable to the Missaroo and it has also helped me track her development. I would often times forget when the last time she puked was and what happened around that time. Then I would go back and read the blog. It was much easier to put it together the puking had a lot more to do with schedule changes then it did anything else.

So thank you, thank you, thank you to everyone who reads this. Even those who I don't know about. You all make my life a little better. Here's to more Miss-Adventures of the Missaroo in 2011. Cheers!

No Seriously, She Likes It

So I don't mean to brag buuuutttt....

While I sat at the computer, Missy went into her crate, ((you know where her new blanket is!?!)) and just chilled. She seriously loves the new comfy crate feel now that she has a fleece blanket made with love underneath her. OK I'm bragging A LOT. But I do have my own blog after all.

PS Do you like how Missy is the ONLY thing in the dinning room? Yep, that's how we roll.  

Blanket Wars

Missaroo and I don't fight about a lot of things, but there seems to be a struggle over the big green monster blanket on occasion. I always lose because she's the one with the adorable face.

Here's how it works: I'm laying on the couch with the blanket covering me. Missy comes to snuggle ((which I love)) and lays on top of the blanket with me, but when I get up she doesn't. This results in me up from the couch and her still on top of the blanket... case in point:

So guess what I made Missy for her Birthday? A fleece tie blanket! So she can have her very own. Last night I put it on her half of the bed ((insert judgement here)) And no that's not her pillow, I just enjoy a well made bed.



Pretty snazzy huh?

But really this is the best part:



Happy early birthday Missy Mae!

Spoiled

The Missaroo is spoiled. Not only does she have a super dog mom but she also has some super relatives. Uncle Jeffrey and his girlfriend Jenneal didn't forget their favorite dog-niece.... like she needs more stuff :)

Merry Christmas Missaroo!

A Post Christmas Update

Missaroo and I made the best of our Christmas. I worked through the holiday but turned my desk into my own personal snow globe that included my Bears Santa hat, Christmas cards from my family, and of course I rocked the Christmas tunes.

I didn't cry this year, which is also a HUGE plus. And I was able to talk to my mom and dad after all. Missy hung out with my all day Saturday which of course was good for my heart and head too.

Still didn't get to go to church but I've asked off for a few Sundays in January so hopefully that will boost my spirits as well.

Thanks to everyone who wished us a Merry Christmas. Miss you all to pieces! :)

So This is Christmas....

Missy and I are gearing up for the new year. I cannot wait to celebrate her birthday and our two years together. She truly has made these last couple of years the best of my life. She gives me a reason to get up in the morning, and a comforting peace to fall asleep to at night. Life would not be the same without my Missaroo.

So this Christmas, and I realized now, more than ever, it is time to stop doing everything else. I have spent the last four years trying to climb some ladder I'm pretty sure I imagined in my head. Work doesn't make me happy, in fact work makes me pretty darn miserable. I've told myself to "stick it out" and "follow your dreams." Well dreams change. I realized today mine sure have. Why am I chasing a dream that makes me so darn miserable? That doesn't let me go to church? Be with my dog? Be with my family? Or even provide me with people in my life who like me? That's no dream, that is a nightmare.

I was sitting in the car today on my way to volunteering and trying to be in the best spirits I could muster when "So This is Christmas" came on the radio. And in that moment it really hit me like a ton of bricks, I have done nothing differently, or at least for the better. I go to church way less ((the least I've ever gone in my whole life, including college)) I'm equally as unhappy at work, have the same amount of friends ((zero)) so why?

It is time for a change. My resolution for this coming year is to get out of this slump for good. I miss that human connection in my life. People to talk to who enjoy the same things that I do, who enjoy building others up, who are good in nature. That is my goal for 2011 to find those people and if that means finding another career then it is time to let go. Let go of a dream that turned out to be not so perfect. To let go and let God!

On a sidenote: Merry Christmas everyone! Because of the times I am working this year ((despite the fact I requested to work the late shift)) this will be the first time I didn't get to talk to my family on Christmas Eve or Christmas Day and the first time I haven't been to church on Christmas morning to boot. Please pray for my soul. Love, Brittany and the Missaroo.

Oh Joy!

I'm having trouble getting excited about anything these days and instead, I've just been frustrated. Really frustrated with work for more reasons than maybe I can even count at this point, and frustrated even as a volunteer. I miss going to class and can't wait for Christmas break to be over. I really enjoy talking with the people in my classes and they are often times the only real conversations I have with someone in person all week.

Someone recently wrote to me saying they hoped I would do something that brought me joy that afternoon. Hmm.... it really got me thinking and I took it up as a challenge. I asked my only friend here to go ice skating. That would certainly bring me joy. But his schedule didn't allow for it. I tried to set up a few other things, no go. So Miss and I visited poor little Willis at SpokAnimal instead.

And then last night I was organizing all of Missy's paperwork. I have every bill from every vet visit, every Petsmart training lesson, I even had a few of her first groom receipts. It was in order for the most part, but a few things needed to be shuffled around plus I wanted to see exactly when she is do for her yearly check up. In my organization I also came across Missy's original bio from Pet Over Population Prevention. Her little picture and sweet face are still the same, there's just less worry in her eyes nowadays. And she's still the same Missaroo she was two years ago. Her bio reads that she likes to be on the go, loves to cuddle, and chew toys. Yep that's my baby. The one thing that constantly brings me joy.