The "perils" of being newly married, and in a new job (both which are very good things), means that one has a lot less time to read and analyze religious topics.
Ergo, randomness:
1) I must go on travel next week to Canada. I was volunteered for this by revealing that I hadn't certain knowledge that would assist our sister company in London. I don't to go. I'll be gone four days, and be away from husband/family/friends/dog. And the most superficially annoying thing about this is that I've been trying very hard to not eat junk/bread/pasta/potatoes/dairy (and getting rid of junk would be much easier if Kroger's didn't have Cadburry Eggs out THREE MONTHS PRIOR TO EASTER). I've incorporated a lot more greens in my diet. Being in London is going to make both goals more difficult, because I highly doubt the hotel's complimentary breakfast is going to include a smoothie with spinach/kale/chard/orange mango juice/coconut-based ice cream.
2) My husband and I started watching "Modern Family." Funny and enjoyable.
3) I still feel like I'm a high-schooler pretending to be a grown-up anytime I say "my husband." And I'm 30 years old.
4) I recently read a book called "The Gift of Fear." One of the points it mentioned is how conditioned women are to be polite and accommodating, and not make a scene. And how simply being strong and standing up for oneself -- normal male behavior -- can so quickly get a woman labeled a "bitch." And it's sobering to see how much that conditioning is applied in my own life.
5) Lots of women have a a biological clock. I don't want children, and I never have. I do, however, have a canine biological clock, and want another dog yesterday.
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How'd it go? :-) The trip to London that is. And what kind of dog do you want? Personally, Cadburry Eggs don't touch my lips. I tired one once, eww. However, I do have a weakness for M & M's and must stay away from them!
I am working very hard to get the dog. I don't want a puppy, and I don't want a purebred, so that leaves me with a rescue dog. However, filling about the paperwork is starting to look very similar to what people who adopt babies go through.
I also like more aloof dogs, so I go more for the Rottweiler/German Shepherd route.
The London trip was a mess, but in a good way. We got to leave for home early, because our Canadian counterparts were not organized for us in any way whatsoever.
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