If I haven't mentioned something called "The Puppy Pounce", forgive me readers for I shall now enlighten you. :)

Here is the definition of a Puppy Pounce:
1.) An unexpected hug from a dear friend usually given in the form of surprise.  It can involve being "pounced" upon from behind buildings, bushes and even doorways.  As always, the giver of the Puppy Pounce makes small whimperings and yips of an actual puppy. Response from victim is always positive and can result in them returning the favor.

2.) A very unusual method of waking up a friend who likes to "sleep late" and often refuses to get their sorry, sleepy butt out of bed.  It usually consists of sneaking up and gently pulling back the covers while making "whimpering puppy" noises.  Other methods include "pouncing", I.E. jumping on top of the victim while they are still asleep.  While responses are almost always positive, they can vary. Some victims refused to get up and utter strange sayings while pulling the covers back over their head, or, as very RARELY seen, they give the Pouncer a pillow to the face.  The victim then plots to return the favor, but fails.  For reasons why, read the bold print in sentence one of definition two.

True story.  Except I didn't give my "Puppy Pouncer" a pillow to the face. As a puppy would say "I wuvs em toooo mwuch."

FYI-Puppy Pounces are just as much fun to GIVE as they are to get! So give a good friend of yours a Puppy Pounce, and I promise you, it will make them smile! :D

*ruff ruff*

One problem (among many I will admit) that I have is that I cannot verbally express some of the most important things buried deep inside me.  Fail? Yes.  Especially when you want to say it to someone you care about.  Words literally get caught in your throat and just kind of...stick...like...nasty oatmeal or cream of wheat.  You can't swallow or spit them out, they just sit there lodged in your esophogus waiting to get out.

Lovely picture right?

Thank God for pen and paper!

It makes it a lot easier to write down the things I feel on this inside. The only problem with THAT is...


I hope I can find the courage to write them.

When I travel between my two homes (school and home with my family) I often wonder if I will be able to fall into stride with the life I lead in that particular place when I return.  I never have to worry about having to start over with friends and family in both homes.  Seeing familiar faces, receiving lung crushing hugs and "OMG YOU'RE HEERREEEE!!!!" type greetings are simply amazing!

Coming home to either dwelling place feels and looks like this:

Happiness on steroids if you ask me :)

Oh, I heard a really good quote from a new movie called Warhorse. GO SEE IT!!! Steve Spielberg has truly outdone himself with this one, it's incredible! Anyway...the quote is something I'm going to log away and recall when well...things get iffy with people I love.

I shall not give away any details, but there is a scene in the movie in which a husband and wife are talking about their current hardships, and how they are going to make it through them all.  Both know there are some hard choices to be made.  While approaching the subject, the quotes go as follows:

Husband: "You'll stop loving me Rose.  And I won't blame you when you do." 


Wife: "Well, I may hate you more.  But I'll never love you less." 


I think you must really love someone if you're able to say that to them.