Sure Looks Good To Me

There's this great store on the Upper West Side for dogs called Canine Ranch. They sell the cutest accessories for dogs and even have a bakery where you can buy your dog an all natural birthday cupcake. This store is not cheap. It's a small store where only two women work and you kind of feel forced to buy something. This is not a store where "just looking" is an option. The first time I went there I ended up leaving with a $60 dog feeder. Today I spent $90 on just a leash and collar. I'm such a sucker.

This is going to be a very random blog post. Say hello to the real me! In real life my thoughts and conversations are all over the place and aren't so carefully pieced together. Writing is better. I can construct and edit my thoughts the way I really mean for them to come out. I only worry if the reader (all 2 of you!) is able to detect the tone I am trying to convey and do I come off convincingly? Can you tell when I am being sarcastic? Serious? Hurt? Yeah, my blog hasn't gotten all that deep yet and sorry I am rambling.

But while I am on the topic of emotions why is it that some people seem to think I don't have any? It hurts me so much when someone say's "you cry? Really? I can't picture you crying." I've heard that a number of times from friends and it makes me think, do you even know me at all? Are we even really friends? Yeah, we have a good time together, but are we friends?

Another one I got recently was "I don't think you could ever be mad. Not for long anyway." I must say I think that's a whole lot better than the whole me not crying thing, but I still made a face and made him explain himself. He said not that he doesn't think I get mad, but that whenever we talk I seem like such a happy person, that he doesn't think somebody can upset me for very long. And when I really thought about it he's right! I am a happy person. Even when life seems like it isn't always going my way (and life does that, so you better get used to it) I'm still happy. Why shouldn't I be? I'm alive, I'm breathing, I'm healthy, and I have a family that loves me. That's all that matters.

Of course I cry (all the time actually), get angry, feel sad, lonely, hurt, and any other human emotion you can come up with. I am human and I feel them all. But he's right it doesn't last for very long. I am naturally a happy person and it's hard for someone else to break that. When I was younger I used to spend so much time being angry and holding grudges. I don't do that anymore. I'd rather be laughing and having a good time. Being angry just takes up too much time and energy. I'd rather channel that energy on myself instead of on someone else who probably doesn't even matter and most likely isn't even thinking about me.

It's also so important to cherish the little things in life. People make fun of me for getting excited over little things, but what can I say? The little things make me happy. I get super excited to start a new book. I love spoiling my dog and my ungrateful rabbit. I jump for joy when I get a new magazine in the mail. (BTW where is my Elle magazine?! Aren't I supposed to get it before it hits news stands?)

Anywho, sorry for rambling and getting philosophical on ya, just got a lot on my mind!

Peace, love, and harmony,

Ashley Venus