Dog Days of Summer

According to multiple social media sites, yesterday was National Dog Day. I call bull shit. I mean puppies are cute and all but what about the other domestic animals?! Cats need a day too!

Thus, I am taking it upon myself to make today, August 27, National Every-Other-Domestic-Animal Day. In honor of such a wonderful holiday I give you my sweet ball of insanity, Dale!!!

Clearly, his life is difficult. Sometimes I wonder how he gets through the day. All of that sleeping, and eating, and playing. Its a lot.




However, I now must move on. As much as I'm sure you all love that little nugget above as much as I do, I'm sure you're wondering where the hell I have been the past ten days....or not. I mean, you're not missing much.

I have been doing normal "adult" things. Going to work, finishing college, going to work, finishing college, creating a strategy on how I am going to become an N'SYNC groupie (everyone knows VMA reunion performances are the gateway drug to reunion tours and behind-the-scenes feature films), deciding what to wear to the John Mayer concert next week and applying for graduation.

Proof that I applied:SIDE NOTE: IF my beloved N'SYNC, the best boy-band in the history of music, decides to in fact do a reunion tour there is nothing I want more on this planet than to go to said concert. Seriously. I don't joke about my 90's boy-band reunion tours. Sure, before the performance at the VMA's I wanted sensible, adult things for my birthday and Christmas. Things like a knife set, or new pots and pans. Then, in that 20 minutes on Sunday night, I remembered I am not sensible and I'm about 30 years from being an adult so why not go see N'SYNC? And once again, I have completely lost my train of thought. I keep getting distracted by thinking of things I need at Target. I suppose its time to make tea and get ready for bed. Yes I know its 7:30 p.m., however, I was up at 5 a.m. this morning, I was shocked one of those exist in the morning too.

Seriously, future husband/live-in boyfriend, if you want me to be perky, pretty and anything less than pure, sweet joy NEVER wake me up before the sun. Everyone who knows me knows, I don't hit my stride until like 10 a.m. You should also never expect me to put together full, coherent, sentences before my first cup of coffee.
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