Charlotte

Don't nag me about posting, I've had nothing to talk about. Until now.

As of this past Monday, the 13th of February, Jay and I have had a wonderful new addition to our little family. A beautiful little girl of 2 years and four months. Charlotte is our new dog. We rescued her at the humane society. Jay agreed that as my valentine's gift we could use my tax return for the $300 dollar down payment our apartment building requires for pets. We went to the human society several times and after the first visit we had a few dogs in mind, one in particular named Lilly.

Each time we went back to visit and make sure Lilly was still available (they don't hold dogs after all) we would visit and play with a few of the others. We wanted to have at least one backup in case we couldn't get Lilly when the money came in. Each time I was always drawn back to Charlotte.

On Monday, when the money arrived, Jay and I went right there, as soon as they opened. Lilly was away for her spaying but the woman put our names on her stuff so that we could take her when she came back. She then asked us if we'd like to go look at other dogs while we were there. Having nothing to do, we said yes. Once more we walked the two long rows of kennels, looking at all the beautiful creatures people willing gave up. Once more I was pulled back to Charlotte's kennel. She recognized us, got up from her bed and excitedly ran to the door.

Right then and there I started to cry. Openly weeping. I had had doubt about Lilly for a few weeks. I loved her a lot I wanted her but my heart wanted Charlotte more. Every since the first time we got to play and visit with her I wanted Charlotte. Jay pulled me close and asked me what was wrong. I told him. He said we could get Charlotte if I wanted, but I said he'd really wanted Lilly. Jay insisted that he liked Charlotte too and that the dog was supposed to be my gift, and I could have whatever dog I wanted, the one that would make me the happiest. I said I wanted Charlotte and that I needed her, and felt she needed me.

The entire time we'd been looking and waiting, over the weeks I kept bringing up the belief that when you see the dog for you, you just know. And I did know. Charlotte was it. We went back up front and told the lady we changed our mind. She was very happy to hear this because one of the vet students that spay and neuter the dogs for free had said she wanted Lilly too so now both dogs would get a home.

We'd already been told about Charlotte's past before Monday. She had been returned to the Humane Society twice, the poor baby girl! They didn't have info for the reason the first time, but the last time she was brought back, she was only there for 3 days, and they said she was aggressive towards women. Apparently whenever she was alone with the guy's wife she would just growl at her... woman either lied for Charlotte just knew she was a fucking bitch because this dog has NO aggression in her at all. She actually prefers my company over Jay's despite being very attached to him already too. On top of that, she doesn't make any noise. An occasional groan in her sleep or a growl at our friend's puppy when the thing climbs on her. She doesn't bark and she doesn't growl not even when we're playing.

Since she was brought back twice Charlotte was apart of their Lonely Hearts club. her adoption fee was reduced $25, in hopes someone would take her and love her. Poor girl's heart had been broken a few times already, it was time for her to have a good home where she is safe and I knew Jay and I could give that to her.

Since she'd already been spayed and had a microchip, we were allowed to bring our girl home right then. Thinking about how we got her brings a tear to my eye. She's the sweetest dog I've ever met aside from my aunt's border collie, Maggie. Charlotte lets you do anything you want to her, she just puts up with it. She is a German Shepard mix... we think her other half may be border collie but we have no proof either way. She's black and brown with floppy ears that are like velvet. She knows how to entertain herself and play with her own toys. Little by little she's relaxing and settling in with us and coming our of her shell. She's very shy at first but as long as she is with Jay or I she's willing to go up to other people and be social and try to ask for love from them as well as give it in return.

She's so smart, and learns quickly. She knows her manners but needs a little structure to be sure she'll obey. She's not a beggar at all doesn't care about human food, and walks wonderfully on a leash. She is great with children and other dogs, as long as puppies don't climb all over her. And she loves car rides...she's not a fan of an open window but she hops right in and lays down and just watches the world as we drive by, shes so good. She doesn't even get her nose into food or the trash <3 Charlotte has a great deal of love to give and a great deal of heartbreak that needs to be mended. Jay and I are good at both, and Charlotte has been a wonderful change in our lives. A huge change for both of us but wonderful none the less. She saved us as much as we saved her, and I love her all the more for it. I've only had her in my life for 6 days and already I don't know what I'd do with out her.

Can't Sleep

A lots been going on lately. I haven't had a moments rest between the move, going back home for my birthday, and work. I've been going non-stop. This past Friday was my literal first day off from doing anything at all, and I spent it and Saturday just trying to relax as well as work some more of our moving boxes and get our new home unpacked. Friday I slept so amazingly well, but last night and tonight, I can't sleep well at all. I'm tired and exhausted, and I just want to sleep! I only want rest, why on Earth is that so difficult? I'm in tears over this, I'm so so so tired, so sleepy why can't I just have this one small thing?

At least Jay is sleeping well. People seem to think that he doesn't do anything because he's out of work right now but really, he does a lot. For example, we're at only one vehicle, right now, mine. And I'm nice enough to share it with him and his mother. Poor Jay. In any one day he could make up to 8 back and forth trips just bringing me and his mom to work, and she works 3 jobs, rarely does she not work 2 in one day. If Jay get really lucky it's only 5 back and forth trips in a day and that's only if she and I both start or end or respective jobs at the mall at the same time.

On top of all of that running around, he still makes trips to the grocery store for us, he's putting in applications for jobs, and he's also car hunting as well! Many people don't realize it, but job hunting is in fact a full time job in and of itself. Especially in this economy. I know, I've been there, I was out of work for over a year and believe me, it sucks. It took months and months of constant applications to get even a single interview let alone an actual job. And the longer you're out of work, the harder it is to FIND work. Add to that the constant rejection, or "well call you back and let you know either way" bullshit when you never get a call back, etc. It all adds up and it just makes you want to give up. It all takes a huge and massive toll on you mentally and emotionally. It really hits your self confidence hard, which in turn can make it even harder to get up and get out job hunting.

I'm really proud of Jay though! He's not letting all this get to him. Sometimes it does, but that's how it is with everyone. Jay's hitting the apps really hard. He WANTS to work and he'll take about any job he can find! He's trying so hard and doing so much in between. I'm so proud of him! I'm really glad at least he's asleep right now and sleeping well. He needs it too. So at least one of us is well rested.

On another note, my big sister is having a baby. She's due in December. I'm really excited, I can't wait to go home for the birth. We were talking tonight, about how the both of us really think that the baby will be born early. It's a girl by the way. I am not the god mother, one of my best friends, April, is. And I'm really excited about it. So is Ape. She's really excited to be an Aunt/Godmother. And I know she's going to take as good care of this little girl and spoil her as rotten as I spoil Aurorah and Leo. April is going to be a really great god mother!

I'm really honored that Riss wants me to be there to cut the cord. She's not with the dad.. he's a douche, I won't get into too much details but lets leave it at they were really good friends from high school. They had a one nighter just for fun, he lied about the condom, and then jackassed his way into the dickwad hall of fame. Lets just say he ate a bowl of stupid every morning for breakfast.

As it is, my mom has been the one that's been there for Riss the entire time, been going to all the appointments, all the birthing classes, everything. I would have thought that would be reason enough to ask our mom to do it. But when I...in complete awe by the way...why me, she simply replied with "Who else would I ask to do it?"

Honored, that's all I can say about that. I am going to do every possible thing in my power to be there for my sister and that baby girl.

So yeah, I guess that's about it. I feel hungry all of the sudden. I'm just sitting here, doing nothing, watching the same Family Guy epps on Adult Swim that I watched earlier tonight, and wishing I could sleep. Not even my Valerian is working tonight...damn it.

Well good night everyone. I love you all, see you on the flip side!

New Apartment

Jay and I are so exhausted. We're sleeping out of our skulls. I personally was on the go nonstop from for 10 hours with no rest till about half an hour ago. That's when I promptly collapsed and let my sleepiness overtake me. One of the things we did today was move a bunch of stuff into the apartment. I also took video of it for you all to get a great walk-through for it! That's really the only reason for this post, so here is the video, enjoy it and I'll write later!

My Niece Bought My Boyfriend From My Mom!

So I am only telling this story because I laughed my ass off when I thought of the title.

When Jay and I had gone home to visit we were all sitting in the living room. My two year old niece Rory found some change on one of the table or the floor or something. A couple of quarters, and what not. All evening my mom had been trying to get it from her "You want your cuppy? Okay but you gotta pay Gramma for that." or "you gotta give me your monies if you want down." Things like that. Each time she'd shake her head and walk away or say "no" and walk off. She would not give up her monies.

So a little later Jay was in the dining room, and she just loves Jay. She went up behind him and hugged the back of his legs "My Jay." and my mom held out her hand again and once more told Rory "You have to pay for him."

Immediately Rory held out her hand walked over to my mom and put the money in her hand before going back over to Jay and grabbing his leg again.

I laughed so hard I had tears. It is one of my favorite stories.

That's it for today's Elixir!

Love you all!!!

Can I Get Subtitles Please?

Alright, so lets see....

I live with my boyfriend and his mother. They are Filipino. English is a second language easily spoken by both of them. But his mother prefers to speak in Filipino. Especially when she's on the phone with her siblings. When she's on the phone it's one thing, but when she's talking to Jay in the car in front of me, or about me when i occasionally hear my name said, I would appreciate her speaking in English. Personally I feel it is rude to contribute to a conversation, in a language where one participant doesn't speak it or know what you're saying. Equally so, when you're speaking that person hear's their name. Its a bit rude to talk about someone in front of them in another language. Even if it's not something bad, even if you're just referring to them. I don't know that. All I know is that I hear my name sometimes more than once. I just feel like it's rude. Alternately I'm constantly asking Jay what they said. I feel left out, more like I don't belong. I understand it may be easier for her to use Filipino, but at the same time, its still rude. I'm trying to learn the language myself but its really difficult, especially without any consistent learning just me asking Jay what some words means.

I made a joke a few nights ago that was the reason for the title of this blog. His mom was on the phone with her sister working some plans out for us to watch their dogs. (That post will come tomorrow pictures and all.) And I heard my name once or twice and she was just babbling away. Jay was in a bad mood and so was I. I was trying to cheer us both up and I was thinking about his mom going off in Filipino and suddenly I had this thought and started giggling. I lean over to Jay while he's driving and I go. "Can I get subtitles please?" and we both just lost our minds. The whole drive I was making jokes about my subtitles being broken, first they were in French, then in German, then in Spanish. It was just hilarious. I had a big kick with it and Jay cheered up some too. *love*

But that's what people in love do for each other. They put one another at ease. They cheer each other up. I have so much love for Jay, and that's why I am going to keep trying to either lean Filipino, or learn those damn German subtitles. *love*

Wrong Side of the Bed

Not a lot to report on today. Woke up on the wrong side of the bed today...almost literally lol... and have pretty much been in a relativity foul mood all day. But I did my best to be as cheerful as I could at work, and once I got home Jay cheered me up a lot.

My Teddybear came to visit me on my lunch break and that helped a lot. And then when he walked me back to my work he agreed to buy me the new nail polish we FINALLY got back in.

It is Crackle Nail Polish.... Yes the Katy Perry stuff but not her brand. It is the Clarie's brand, that's the company I work for. I've had the silver for quite a long time now but we got the black and the hot pink back in. Now I have all 3!!!

If you don't know how the crackle works let me tell you! You paint a solid color on your nails different from the color of the crackle color you want to use. And then you use the crackle after it the first color dries. It's going to break up and crack apart so the bottom color shows through.

Tonight I cleaned my nails and painted them in alternate black and medium pink colors on both hands. On my thumbs and pinkies (black base color) I put the pink crackle on. On the index and ring fingers (the pink base color) I used the black crackle, and then on both black middle fingers I used the silver crackle. Then I put the hot pink crackle on my already black toe nails. ^_^

I lllloooooove it! Its my new favorite. I'm not really into the new big fads like this but I really do just LOVE how the crackle looks! WHOO HOO ROCK ON!!!

So in other news I have the next 3 days off of work now. Excited about it. Jay and I are going swimming tomorrow. We haven't been in about a week or so, so I am happy about that too :D

Also hmmm I had something else to say but now I can't seem to remember it. The hell? hahaha! Oh well, moving on....

Tomorrow when I post I'll talk about the food stamp application process and other monetary issues as well as let you know how the day Jay and I planned for tomorrow went. I'm looking forward to tomorrow.

Note: Other things I want to talk about over the next few days...

• recent movies we've watched
• cooking blog
• tv shows I've fallen in love with

I am sure there's more haha but I can't think of anything. REALLY excited that i'll be home in a month if only for a few days. I miss Cassie and my niece, and my nephew even if I haven't bet him yet I still miss him. And I miss my momma and daddy. I miss my sister and more than anyone I miss my dog :(

As of right now I'm missing anything else I wanted to mention haha so that's about it. TTYL peeps!