Life of Lauren

It has been a month sense my last surgery date. A month when I went in thinking all the pain would be gone and my freedom from snottville and the mucous invasion would be over. I still remember waking up thinking I was free, free at last and the not to mention groggy when the nurse told me "hey honey, bad news we weren't able to do the procedure...the machine broke." Oh the disappointment , not to mention the only thing I go out of it was a free can of apple juice, a cherry jolly rancher sucker, and no voice. It was like one of the greatest days ever, and on top of that I was heavily mediated ah, beautiful. Well, it has been a month and will be another month, but they bought a new machine (finally!) and a new appointment has been made. March 26, yeah wowzer another whole month to wait. I kind of thought that maybe it would have been a birthday gift, maybe March 3, it would be a good start off to the big 2 5 and my quarter life crises would be at a crazy start. It is up

This week hasn't been the most exciting or depressing, more a mid range typical average week. h first off all I paid off my credit card so my computer is now officially all mine! YES! Now I just got to make car payments to my folks. Sunday was Valentines Day, my most favorite (commercial) holiday of the year. It is full of my favorite colors pink and red with all the mushy gushy stuff and the tasty yucky sweetheart candy. No it's not my favorite holiday. Some may think being a florist for a few years I should love it because of the money, but really it just made it more commercial for me (they didn't have to fill out all those VD cards). Monday I finally got to see Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief and was greatly disappointed. I love the books and I love Greek Mythology. It had been a while sense I had read the book but it still didn't feel right to me. Good movie just not like the book which is pretty normal. Oh also funny Story. I went to get my Emissions te

This week my puppy (family dog) Coreybelle is going to be put down. We got her when I was ten, and we use to take her off her leash and play a game with a mixture of tackle football and chase. Every once in awhile when we throw her a ball she'll catch it and run away waiting for us to chase after her (I don't think my dad was ever happy with the game, he liked to take her hunting). Now as she has grown older she patrols around the yard (in the snow it looks like an alien invasion). In the summer she is a great companion and runs away from me when it's bath time. She has been a great companion and family member and although I would love her to die a natural death, it is time for us to end her suffering.