tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727208243791358732011-04-21T17:01:16.114-07:00Mandanatorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09063871928422903773noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472720824379135873.post-56935764555191912642008-10-20T08:59:00.000-07:002008-10-20T09:45:57.159-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkgaqhqvURw/SPyvaWCA2TI/AAAAAAAAAAo/9mgn0ReH3g0/s1600-h/sophie+++ff.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259271331987380530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkgaqhqvURw/SPyvaWCA2TI/AAAAAAAAAAo/9mgn0ReH3g0/s320/sophie+++ff.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>Thats basically what my life is.</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>I don't think their has ever been a moment in my life when i've had to tell someone that everything ive done today has been planned in a planner. I don't normally even bother with telling people "I'll check my moms calender and let you know" i normally respond with "I maybe can come it depends on whats going on that day" because I know that if I go with my moms calender I probobly will end up having to tell them we are going on a long trip to Meztopatamia that was scheduled 5 years ago that was forgotten. So that also shows how much my mother updates her calender. </div><div>Everything is all based upon whims, impulse, stamina, and how much sleep we got in my house to know everything we are going to do in one day.</div><div>I wish I could go back in time and stop the person who invented the calender and dayplanner from inventing such things.</div><div>Or even better just tell them to rename it "The book of dates that which upon we write things down that we never actually use except as a excuse to get out of boring business trips."</div><div>That would make the world a better place. </div><div>But this is something that we all must go through everyday.</div><div>God definantly has a dinner and a movie with his angles watching us run around like maniacs juggling schedules. </div><div>Because if that's not entertainment i have no idea what is. </div><div></div><div>The picture of my little "angel" is the reason i posted this particular blog. </div><div></div><div>I had happend to be eating a snickerdoodle that i dropped on the floor and before i could say "oops" this obese furball grabs into her mouth without a warning. </div><div></div><div>I promise you this dog has a food detector in her brain so whenever something falls on our kitchen tile it starts going off in her head and guides her to the food.</div><div></div><div>If only we had one of those for everytime the dog decides to leave a "present" on our carpet. </div><div></div><div>Another thing that would make the world a better place.</div><div>It never occured to me that something as small as a 12 pound papillion dog could make such a big impact on my life.</div><div>Cause I think about my Sophie alot.</div><div>She really is my best friend.</div><div>During my time in Branson she was my audience when practicing my songs for the show.</div><div>She is the one I watch my favorate shows with.</div><div>I really do talk to her. Haha it's something that I guess only a only child could understand.</div><div>If I was able to turn her into a human she would be able to tell so many secrets around here I think we would be going on and on forever. </div><div>Cause this is the dog that follows you so much she follows you into the bathroom.</div><div>Yes, the bathroom. </div><div>And everytime we go somewhere I look at her and she just has this look of pity on her face.</div><div>It seems like yesterday we just got her.</div><div>Which had been another whim we had conquered when we got her. </div><div> </div><div>I guess expecting the unexpected is a way of life than more than just a inspirational quote.</div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/472720824379135873-5693576455519191264?l=mandanator92.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mandanatorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09063871928422903773noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-472720824379135873.post-35407266107940552552008-10-20T07:40:00.000-07:002008-10-20T07:45:27.577-07:00Well my mother on whom doesnt know i started this because she thinks i am tidying up the living room had this blog thing up on our family computer so i thought i would check it out since she's been talking about this thing since she started using it.<br /><br />And I plan on using this since i normally get frustrated cause i dont have any sort of way to express my interesting thoughts on which i come up with very frequently.<br /><br />Yes their is actually a brain in my head that comes up with mind blowing ideas that dont just make people feel smart. :P<br /><br />Well i am going to actually see if i can find some friends on this bloggging thing.<br />Yes Ralph it is possible for me :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/472720824379135873-3540726610794055255?l=mandanator92.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mandanatorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09063871928422903773noreply@blogger.com2