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This is my child Lui… Or shall i say he used to be mine.
I got Lui when he was 6weeks old.
Originally named Rudolf, he was given to my 6 year old nephew as a christmas presant and that didn’t work out so well, so he was passed over to me.
I can remember that day. I went to work, told everyone i knew or saw that I was getting a dog that day, came home and waited so very impatiently. I had Joey call his sister like 10 times to find out when he would arrive at out door. Finally around 7p.m., she called saying she was down stairs. In his blankie, tail wiggling, i got my baby and promised to love him forever.
corny right, i know
but thats really what happened.
Ups and downs we’ve had with that dog, and we were unexperienced with dogs so it probably wasnt the best for him.
But he loved me. truely.
I had such a connection with him, almost more with lui than Joey. I used to tell joey if i had to pick, Id pick the dog.
Eventually we moved to Auburn, and we started to treat him like a real dog. Bought him a crate, walked him on a leash, started to train him, dressed him in cute red with fur jackets for the snow. He still slept with me, right next to me but was fully potty trained and I knew when I had to take him on a walk. I loved him so much.
everything was fine until one day, he broke the window, and ran away.
I really thought he would come back. We searched our surrounding areas, calling with our special whissle that we had for him. He was nowhere to be foud. We left our door open at all times. Windows as well. I slept half awake listening for any sound that might be him. It was so hard. I cried so much. I went to the pound, and no dog so i filed a report.
When I was at work a couple days later, mopping around, I got a call that someone found him. Hallelujah!!! 5 miles away….
We agreed to meet at a vet because he was very sick.
I drove so fast.
I got there, and saw him, I was so happy and heart broken at the same time. Lui was happy to see us, but more interested in others over us. The lady who found him was a foster owner for dogs for AAARF and said if I signed him over, shed get him better than adopt him to the right family. Financially, we had to. But I was saying hell no!!! After a long time of deeciding, the vet closing, and so many tears, I signed him over.
The worst day of my life at that point.
Now I watch the trader to see a picture and check online everyday to see if someone has got him yet. Im not ready to give him up, even though it was much better for him.
Please God, take care of him much better than I ever did. and Love him lots. I miss him.
Acting Like a Child
When is the last time that you acted like a child as an adult?
Its not as often as we should.
We get caught up in our daily routines and literally forget to stop and smell the roses like we used to, or stare at the frogs and lizards in the bushes.
We are afraid of mud, unlike our childhood when we were all about mud pies, wishing we could eat them, knowing we can’t.
We have schedules to keep and no longer can just go when someone else says we have to go.
How often are we the children that we used to be?
I know I talk alot about my husband but he teached me the weirdest things.
We randomly went to Marine world discovery kingdon on Monday.
Just because.
and that was the nicest thing, just because.
We got there, we’rnt worried about money, or about lines, or food, or what time it was and when wed go home.
We got to be kids.
And we were the kids we had wished we were.
When Joey was a child, his family never had money to go to an amusement park, unlike me who went to an amusement park evey other month.
He never got souvineers or pictures with his favorite charicture.
So this was basically another first.
The first time he really got to be a kid. The kid he should have been able to be.
“this is awesome. Its like were kids and we have no rules. Our parents just dropped us off and we get to do whatever we want except we have money. This is awesome!”
Jose Garcia …now
for the moment… Joey the kid.
What a day it was.
He saw dolphins and whales and elephants and tigers.
oh my.
we went on roller coasters and ate cotten candy.
He got to be the kid he never was.
That i had assumed all kids were like.
We were adults being kids…
How often are we children, now as often as we should….
Whys it gotta be mexican?
Positive Post Tuesday, My car
Today I want to love on my car!!!
My car is a 1991 Pontiac Grandam. It is two years younger than I am and almost too old to be around.
My uncle gave me this car in January, it just sat in front of his daughters house, not completely working and in so-so shape. An angel of mine fixed it up for me and it drove well. I’ve put a little more work on it and now its okay, good enough that when Joey and I want to randomly go to marine world discovery kingdom, It takes us there and back with no problems. Its even gone to L.A. and back despite what others said.
My car rocks!!!
yes a nicer car would be nice, but this car is perfect for me now. I’ve even hita fed-ex truck with it, it already had dents, so i dont know if i added any.
sorry to fed-ex, I should have stayed to let your diver know, but i didnt want to.
Anyways, if you hear some screachting, im coming, get ready!
Productive days
I love productive days…
Ive been feeling ill and nothing that has needed to be done has got done.
Today, I felt better… I didnt fall back asleep but I did rest alittle when I took Joey to work this morning.
I got up and cleaned up my house.
Got cleaning supplies together and went out to clean the apartment building.
I worked with a tenant to fix her issues….
She is my favorite tenant, she makes me cookies.
I cleaned one of the laundy rooms, swept up the lower half, and went to work to finish cleaning up after myself.
I went out to do something for joey, got lunch and ate it
Made calls to Angie, My bosses assistant, to get work orders, scheduled showings, put things away around the building that were in the wrong place, moved trash cans. And than, I did the paperwork for the building, and took a breather…
now I am here.
That doesnt seem like alot to an ordinary person…. but I am a lazy person who is trying to get over being lazy.
So to me I am moving on up…
Its taken me a month to not always fall back asleep once I take Joey to work, and Im proud of myself.
Its lame when youre 19 and lazy like I was, so I am determined to get over that. Im missing out on my life being so lazy.
Im taking a stand ans getting my life back.
I want at least 3 days to be like this a week and work on that til I dont have to make goals like this.
I WILL DO IT!
And the building by next week will rock!
Lisa will be proud when she gets back. than again its my job and it should always rock here.
I’ll do it, you’ll see…
Compare this to my first entry, when I didn’t want to get up and do anything, and didnt do anything I said I was going to do in it.
hahaha
Wordless Wednesday… Zi
Fill in the blank….
Zion feel________________ beacause__________________…..
PPT: My husband Jose Luis…my joey
Honesty, I had been planning on doing my positive post on someone else today, but within the last 24 hours, hes loved me so much.
My hubby is 25, mexican, and beautiful. He is a man of the lord since october2007, and baptized in Feb 2008. He is a die hard niner fan, but will tivo the game to go to church. He is a man of his word and trys to help anyone when he can. He has his flaws, like everyone, but he makes up for them in how he loves.
Every once in a while, something happens that reminds me of how truely deep it is.
Last night at 2 a.m., I woke up in SERIOUS pain. I was in the bathroom throwing up with horrible stomach pains and excruciating back pains! I started to get cold and started to shake badly. He woke up, call his job to say he wasnt coming in and started a bath for me. I got in and started to relax, he somehow read my mind, because he got in and let me rest in his arms. Something like that to me means alot, I feed off of his love for me, and when he would rather be sleeping, he woke up and made me his priority. Eventually we feel asleep, but we woke up periodically to check on me and make sure I was asleep. I knew this cause I couldnt sleep and could feel him look over on me.
He does this stuff every once in a while and it amazes me. I dont know why, I guess i make myself think he loves me less. Stupid.
My aunt barb always tells me how lucky I am to have a husband who loves me so much and he is a special gift from the lord..
I agree…
Well, let me tell you a lil more about him (if you read my blogs, you already know alot).
He was born in Los Angeles and raised only by his mom is a very bad part of LA. The part that you only see in the movies and dont believe it could be that bad. He had an older brother and sister, and one younger brother. His younger brother is like his best friend but his older brother has always had a special place since he acted like a dad when his real dad left him when he was barely born. He has such an incredible love for the children in his family, and even the children he added himself.
He will be an amazing father one day.
He never did finish highschool but he did that to prevent becoming a gangmember. Lucky for me he dropped out.
There is so much to say about my husband….
but once people really know him, not just “hello” kind of people, they uunderstand how truely beautiful he is.
I am so blessed.
Its funny because my maidof honor told me not to marry him and that I might regret it.
I DONT REGRET ONE THING ABOUT MARRING HIM AND I DO NOT BELIEVE I EVER WILL!
thunder for pants….
My Husband likes movies.
He likes all different kinds of movies…
Bambi, cartoon about a young deer whos mother dies.
Stand by Me, 4 young boys have an advanture and learn good things.
Boulevard Nights, a mexican ganster turns good and trys to save his young brother from that life style.
American Me, another gangster movie, about the Mexican mofia.
Superbad, highschoolers trying to get drunk and laid.
Blair witch project, I donno, some creepy movie…
The Strangers, people killing other people.
Okay, so you get that he perfers an odd range of movies…. and he above all perfers the scary ones that I hate.
But next to that, he loves comedy, like stupid comedy, like superbad, and borat. Most recently Pineapple Express, which I must admit, I loved.
Back to my point.
LAST NIGHT!!!!
Brody and Erin wont believe this…
Joey wanted to Tropic Thunder
He asked everyone if they wanted to go with us.
Uncle mike and aunt barb said they would…. so we met them there…
Just By that picture, Im sure that it doesn’t seem like you would see aunt barb in that movie.
Every other word was Fuck or shit or bitch…
than a whole dialouge about gay sex…
Oh my gosh, i think i laughed more at aunt barbs reactions than tha movie.
So since Joey took aunt barb to see 
Aunt Barb is taking Joey to see,,
I dont know how but joey got out of seeing momma mia…
Enjoy the show babe!
im done….
Once again today…Bloody nose…
I dont know what to do… and if i have to hear dr. joey one more time tell me his reason for why… ima wipe it on him…..
i am so done with these….
when i was young I though you only got them from getting punched in the nose….
at least that is more of a valid reason than from getting one from out of no where…
help
Attached at my hip… or hand and head
Those are the 3 things that I WILL NOT walk out the door without….
It is most usual for people to be attached to these 3 things. You cant drive without keys, you cant live without a phone, and you are blind without sunglasses.
well at least in my world.
Sometimes people add to this assortment, a purse, lipstick, blutooth, other stuff that we have to have or we will go crazy.
Today, I walked out the door without my cell phone.
I have no idea how that happened or how I survived, I noticed about 10 minutes after i left in which I was too far to turn back.
I was screwed, I knew Joey would call and flip and call and text 100 times…. and what if someone else I would like to talk to called, or wanted to meet for lunch….
The worst feeling, that I have had all day,,,
My world was crumbling…..
dramatic, i know….
I raced to do all my shopping to come home.
I was right once i did get home, 11 calls from joey, 2 texts, 4 missed calls from friends….
I will never let that happen again….
What is attached to you at all times…..?
Its funny because you know Jesus wouldn’t need any of those and he went without when he was here,,,,,
