| Happinins. |
[Dec. 20th, 2009|10:55 pm] |
Here are pics from my recent trip to Kalahari Resorttttttssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss in Wisconsin Dells:  Our hotel was the exact opposite end of the indoor water park and indoor theme park. So every day where I took this picture we had to walk to the very other side of the resort (pictured here...in the far off distance). The walk was kind of entertaining though. And they had tigers. It was hard to capture the tigers on camera they're quick little babies.  fun adventure land. more on that later.  Crayz man cutting up stuff and throwing knives in the air! food was really really good here. I had an awesome ass steak. Our server was a bitch though. Johnny and I played in the play thing. Taryn and Nate were too cool to come in with us. It was really fun though heh. Our favorite part was the squishy thing.

Climby wall was hard. I fell off it when I did it haha. Fail. I got to about the point Johnny is in this picture though.
Go karts were fun. I'm pretty sure that was my first time on a go kart.  Indoor swimmy land. Wave pool. These pictures don't do justice of the awesomeness of the indoor water park. The pictures also don't capture our awesome hotel suite. Heres a pic from their site. This is exactly what our suite looked like. I very much appreciated not being forced to eat out every day that weekend. Cooking in a hotel is just fun. You don't have to do your own dishes! <3 And every night when the pastry store closed we got freeeee pastries! and coffee! Taryn ruining the shots. He loves it. another attempted photo ruining of John with an ape. Crazy adventure indoor land. Johnny beat me at mini golf by ONE point. I think he cheated. Taryn and nate drunk waiting in line to go go karting. They got yelled at by the staff for swerving hahaha. rope climby adventure thing was fun. By the time I took these pictures this was about the 3rd time Johnny did it so I sat it out.  It goes VERY high.
This weekend Johnny and I made a ginger bread house from scratch: We had never made one before so I'd say this turned out pretty well. I think John and I found a new puppy for me. She is bread from the number one Japanese Chin breeder/shower in the US. This is her father: She's going to be lemon colored like this guy...lemon meaning mainly white with some light brown. No pictures of her yet though. All I know about her so far is that she's a female lemon is about 8 weeks old and will be available from 10-12 weeks. Upcoming fun things for me? Who knows. Getting my new doggy soon hopefully. I'm a wreck without a doggy to love and snuggle.
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Here are some random photos taken this week too:
 Taryns addition to our neighbors sign. I wonder if she's seen it yet. Actually, I think this sign was taken down recently! hahahhah.
 The aftermath of us drinking last Thursday. Oats everywhere.
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| Mitsuko 10/23/08 - 12/3/09 |
[Dec. 15th, 2009|11:59 pm] |
So the thing I've been making numerous obnoxious updates about for the last eight months has already passed away. I couldn't think of a more obviously worse thing to happen to me. Mitsuko was my comfort dog. She was my first. The dog I had been waiting patiently to get for years. And now at a year old she has already been reduced to ashes under my care. I was at work when she was hit by a car and I still feel responsible somehow.
Yesterday I received this in the mail:
 I think I would rather have not had this. I had no idea the vets office was going to make this for me. It was obviously made after she died, too. Now that I have it I can't just throw it away. Anyway, that paw cast ruined my day yesterday. I cry every day I come home from work now, but that cast made everything a lot worse. I couldn't stop thinking about how tiny her paw is in this.
When is this feeling going to be over? Its been two weeks since Mitsuko passed and I still feel almost the same as I did the first day of her death. God. I have never cried so much in my life.... and I am not a sensitive person. I've never had to deal with death before. I cried myself to sleep and as soon as I woke up the next morning I began crying again. This didn't stop for literally days. My eyes were completely red and blood shot. I cried so much it began to burn my tear ducts. I didn't even fucking know that could happen to humans.
Johnny seems to be over it. I have no one to relate to share these feelings with anymore. People having to put their pets down because they're old is one thing. Granted, I'm sure it's still painful, but god damn it is nothing like this. Mitsuko was the only consistently good thing in my life.
John and I picked up her ashes today. I also had John get her old harness with her name tag on it because I wanted it. On the way there, looking at the harness that still had mud on it from playing in his back yard, it just sucks. I was too emotional to go in the vets office to get her ashes myself. I hate when I'm crying and I can feel people's sympathy. It just makes me cry even more. Her urn is nice at least:

 Apparently the "rainbow bridge" is some made up pet heaven. I think that sounds kind of gay but whatever.
The urn is sitting on my computer desk next to my bed. Baby enjoyed snuggling with me in bed so I'm sure she'd want to be as close to me as possible. John and I are going to bury some of her ashes in Smith Park this weekend. I took Mitsuko there every other day since I've had her pretty much. We've had a lot of good times there.
Here are the last pictures of her from Thanksgiving at my parents house. I'm glad I took a thousand pictures and video while I had her at least.
 Snuggling her nomnom on the car ride there. She was always so good in the car.
 Granddaughter and Grandma.
 Beggin for nomnoms
 more begging for nomnoms...but she knows I'm onto her.
 sleepy baby tired from beggin
 my mommy took this one. such a pretty baby.
 Mitsuko loved my dad. She usually doesnt sit on peoples laps.

 she loved hanging out in my bookshelf.
Sigh. I miss you, Mitsuko. |
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