muffin pants and mr. buddy wiggles

niko (aka muffin pants) was a gift to me over 8 years ago. i can't imagine life without him. he's always been my main squeeze (no offense, BF).

he doesn't argue. he knows who's in charge (on most days). he's eager to cuddle, a great listener, my running partner (okay, there has been a lot of walking in there too), but most of all he is my calm gentle constant happy positive.

they say dogs are theraputic. i couldn't agree more.

along came BF and then along came mr. buddy wiggles. oh the joy!

wiggles just seems to be always smiling and always wiggling (hence, wiggles). his smile is very contagious and so is his energy.

i professed my love to wiggles before i professed it to BF himself. it was love at first sight! clearly.

i may not have the best "trained" boys, but a house of loving dogs, i do. i often wonder if i started all over again would i let niko on the sofa or bed to snuggle with me? maybe my house guests shudder at the idea of it all.

but this is a house that i have built where dogs are my family. and i would wash my sheets 100 times to have niko cuddle with me on a lonely rainy night. he is always the constant i need when other things in my life are not.

i wouldn't have it any other way.

heart vs. head

speaking of the magic box ...

i watched the new HILLS episode tonight and was extremely pained to watch audrena.

(for most of you, this is probably old news. for me, i'm behind times in magic-box-world by one day, typically).

however, i can't say that i've never been in her shoes. haven't we all?

this episode (in regards to audrena), was about her ending a potentially good relationship with a very nice guy in order to be with mr. oh-so-wrong. again!

oh, audrena.

boys like that don't change. at least in my experience.

(plus, justin, is like the biggest douchebag ever.).

the thing is, when you're in that situation, you are thinking with your heart 110% which, unfortunately, leaves very little room for your head.

deep down, i suppose i'm still that girl in some small way. not with my boyfriend (because he's perfect. clearly). but i have always been one to root for the best in people (in all kinds of relationships). .

however, when i have come to the realization that this no longer has to be tolerated ... WOW, what a fantastic feeling to demand something better simply because i believe i derserve just that.

the magic box

my boyfriend suggested we move in together a few months ago. i said i needed some time (see below), and in the meantime, he moved in his television AND the magic box (which was really the biggest issue about spending so much time at my place and not being "moved in").

let me clarify that my hesitation on "moving in together" is not my feelings for him, but the upbringing of my midwest-ultra-conservative/religious family that i'm extremely close to.

anywho.

boyfriend moved in his TV (this amazing flatscreen) and pushed aside my TV (a hand-me-down from a previous design client). then he plugged in this magic box thing and BAM we had like every channel in the universe (hence, magic).

not only that, we now have the ability to record shows (DVR, or something?). amazing. truly.

is this how the rest of the world works? i'm beginning to think so. because anytime i mention the magic box people stare at me oddly.

boyfriend and i obviously came from different planets. he is quite comfortable with the magic box and with lots of cable watching. me, after two months, just figured out how to record "greensburg" last night and had no idea we even had planet green!

boyfriend is quite kind with me. he automatically records shows i'm vaguely interested in. the hills, gossip girl, samantha who (ok, truth be told, i have only been able to focus on monday programs thus far).

(in my defense, i've had cable in my previous life, however, i can never remember what's on when to ever follow a series completely).

so tonight ... boyfriend is at a work function and i somehow managed to figure out how to play "gossip girl" from last night. hells yeah!

(although boyfriend did record it he is rather adamant about me not watching it while he's around. he will, however, watch the hills. shhhh ....).

i love you, magic box.

the truth will set you free

i decided i would start a blog because it would be a healthy way of sorting out all the thoughts in my head. i gave up writing a few years ago when i left my (crazy) boyfriend (soon-after EX) alone in my house and discovered he read my journal after he confronted me on what was written inside.

clearly, this is the obvious way to move forward ... to post a blog on the internet for all to see.

seriously though, i was like the features editor for my high school newspaper. writing is in my blood. (my 1995 editorial on school spirit was moving, i tell you).

not to mention my design column at a (very, very small) magazine in savannah.

frankly, it's hard to believe i haven't been discovered.

sigh.

here's to you, blog. it's a new beginning.