Saying Goodbye

Today I had to say goodbye to my brother because he has to go back to Ohio in order to work. I didn't want to because I love having my brother around (even if he does occasionally get on my nerves), but I did anyway. I hate goodbyes. They're always hard. Knowing you're leaving or being left by someone and won't be able to see them for a while if ever is always tough. I guess I should be used to it by now considering how many times I've left places and people, and I guess I kinda am, but that doesn't make it any easier. And, why should it? Being separated from people you care about should never be easy. If it is then something is definitely wrong. God created us with a need and desire to be with people (especially ones we love). Even I, who loves to be myself, still need the company and relationships with others. We would have a pretty lonely life if each of us were left on our own. Lucky for us though we aren't. God saw that we were lonely, so he gave us companionship with each other. It's a cool thing. Unlucky for us though we can't always stay together. We sometimes (or oftentimes) have to be separated from families and friends and are forced to go through the grueling process of saying goodbye.

A Love/Hate Relationship

Brothers. You can't live with them and you can't live without them. I love my brother. I love hanging out with my brother doing whatever. I don't care as long as I get to spend time with him. Most popularly we play video games, usually Xbox 360, but also Nintendo 64 (kickin' it old school). He lives in Ohio now, so I never get to see him anymore, so what little I do see him is never enough. Most often we get along, but you know brothers. They all love to tease and get on your nerves. We hate this and get mad at them, but that makes them love it even more. I don't know why they have to do this. I don't see why we can't always get along, but apparently, we're not allowed. I guess it's against the rules or something. Anyway, normally John and I get along great. We love spending time together, and I can take his teasing. There are however, a few occasions where he takes it too far. It usually doesn't end too well. I don't like this because I just want to hang with him, but it still happens. Soon after though we become best buds again, and it's all good like it never happened. Luckily, this rarely ever happens because our time together is rare and precious. Speaking of which, John came home for my birthday last Thursday, so I'm gonna go chill with him.

From Siberian Husky to Naked Mole Rat

 So, if any of you don't know, Siberian huskies don't shed. Instead, once or twice a year they blow (shed all of their fur in a short time in order to grow a new one suitable for the coming season/weather). When this happens it's best to shave their fur. This saves you and your husky a lot of trouble. Now, usually they don't start blowing until spring, but do to the abnormally warm weather we've been having lately, Dekz started blowing recently. So, when I got home from school today, I pulled out his razor and went to work. He was extremely well behaved during this process considering his crazy self, so this made it easier. About 45 minutes later my handsome Siberian husky was replaced by an abnormally large naked mole rat. This is okay though because even though he looks odd, I could tell Dekz was happy to get rid of all that fur. Plus, I know his thick coat will soon grow back.

Upon request my topic this week will be my mother, Catherine Ann Case. Now, I am not writing about her what she wants me to, but I am writing about her just the same. My mom is slowly going crazy. A lot of times when my mom is speaking she gets stuck on a certain word and cannot get it out for the life of her. I can always tell what she is trying to say, but I always pretend I do not. I also laugh and tell her to "use her words."  Other times she does crazy stuff like falling asleep every time she watches a movie, or when she gets super excited over small things like remembering everything she has on the grocery list that she forgot at home. My favorite thing my mom does is laugh hysterically at herself when she thinks she is funny even though she is totally not. She is actually being stupid at that point, but I never tell her this because I am such a nice daughter. ;) One really funny thing to do is watch my mom trying to do the dance pad on the Xbox or Just Dance on the Wii. She is not hand-eye coordinated enough for either of those. Watching her attempt either of those makes for a good laugh. It never gets old.
Beyond all her craziness though is an extremely caring mother who I know loves me. She always does her best to help me out, provide for me, and even spoil me on occasions (My sister, Catrina June, always complains that I get spoiled way more than her and that I get away with more than she does, but that is just because she does not know how to work the system like I do and lacks presentation. (lol) I tell her this, but she never listens to me or takes my advice.). My mom is also a very strong woman in enduring everything that life has thrown at her. My mom is definitely not perfect, but I would not trade her for anyone.