Little Zeke got his puppy shots yesterday! We had to start the set all over because the vet said 6 weeks is too early to receive the first shot. They don't really work at that age.
He's definitely a little stinker. I am having the hardest time trying to potty train him, but he is getting there. Last night was the first night without any accidents in the house. He did pretty well, but I'm curious to see if he keeps up with it.
He's going to be a very smart dog, I can tell. He's very curious though! Always looking in places that are new.
Yesterday he found a bag of cotton balls and completely ripped the bag open.
The cotton balls scattered everywhere. Zeke really enjoyed that.
Zeke: 3rd Week Home
I'm really loving the fact that I have enough time to blog now. It's calming and allows me to ponder and reflect on things that I may not have otherwise. I think writing is something that I will always keep with me. I feel that it's one of the best possible ways to explain how I feel.
My mom is convinced that I should go to BYU for college instead of the community college I'm going to now. Or instead of Westminster when I want to go to Nursing School. The thing is that I really don't want to go to BYU. I'm not the kind of person who likes going to religious schools, although I adore my religion. I feel as though if I went there I would drive myself crazy from how many rules and restrictions there are. Not that I'm bashing on anyone that currently goes there, it's just not the school for me. Just like how Westminster or the University of Utah aren't schools for other individuals.
I do understand that those two schools I would like to go to are relatively expensive, but I feel like they offer the best possible education one can receive here in Utah.
I've also thought about going out of state for school, to somewhere like Seattle. I would love to study there. Ever since I visited that one time a few years ago, I've always wanted to go back. It's just so artsy and different from things here in Utah.
I just want a new experience.
I'm saving up for a downpayment on a condo right now, so we'll see where I end up moving to.
I hope to be officially moved out at least by the end of this year, and I want to be in the position where I won't have to worry about coming back to my parent's home. I think, truthfully, that's the best way to go.
Cory is still working at the ammunition factory. At first, when he started, it really worried me, because they weren't using protective gear and didn't provide any. I was concerned about his lungs and the gun powder. It isn't good for him, let alone anyone. But now they provide masks and gloves, and I hope soon enough they'll provide some kind of safety orientation.
My job at the hospital is fantastic! I love it every day that I work. Ali, another of the EMT's who is nearly done with nursing school, is my preceptor and she's done fantastic with helping me understand everything that goes on there. I might become an Emergency Medicine doctor eventually, it seems so intriguing. Although, I would love to work as an RN in the Emergency Department as well. I feel like I would enjoy myself more than a lot having that sort of job where you never really know what will walk through the door.
I'm excited about where my life is going. I'm finally figuring things out a little more, and I know more fully what I want out of myself. I feel like my attitude on life has completely flipped around from where I was just a few years ago.
I'd really like to keep up with this care-free and happy attitude I have. It's making things so much easier in many aspects of my life and several challenges I must face.
I'm thinking about trying to write more short stories. My head is filled with random little stories I make up during the day. I feel like if I write them down, it would be of some use to me in the future. Maybe, they could be stories I could read to my children when they begin to grow up.
That's a cute thought.
I watched a movie called "Like Crazy" today. The girl in it kept a record of her relationship with her boyfriend with all these pictures and writings. It was really cute and it made me want to do something similar. I may start one of my own today and try to collect the pictures I can.
I'm going to wish myself the best of luck in that endeavor.
He's going to be a very smart dog, I can tell. He's very curious though! Always looking in places that are new.
Yesterday he found a bag of cotton balls and completely ripped the bag open.
The cotton balls scattered everywhere. Zeke really enjoyed that.
Zeke: 3rd Week Home
I'm really loving the fact that I have enough time to blog now. It's calming and allows me to ponder and reflect on things that I may not have otherwise. I think writing is something that I will always keep with me. I feel that it's one of the best possible ways to explain how I feel.
My mom is convinced that I should go to BYU for college instead of the community college I'm going to now. Or instead of Westminster when I want to go to Nursing School. The thing is that I really don't want to go to BYU. I'm not the kind of person who likes going to religious schools, although I adore my religion. I feel as though if I went there I would drive myself crazy from how many rules and restrictions there are. Not that I'm bashing on anyone that currently goes there, it's just not the school for me. Just like how Westminster or the University of Utah aren't schools for other individuals.
I do understand that those two schools I would like to go to are relatively expensive, but I feel like they offer the best possible education one can receive here in Utah.
I've also thought about going out of state for school, to somewhere like Seattle. I would love to study there. Ever since I visited that one time a few years ago, I've always wanted to go back. It's just so artsy and different from things here in Utah.
I just want a new experience.
I'm saving up for a downpayment on a condo right now, so we'll see where I end up moving to.
I hope to be officially moved out at least by the end of this year, and I want to be in the position where I won't have to worry about coming back to my parent's home. I think, truthfully, that's the best way to go.
Cory is still working at the ammunition factory. At first, when he started, it really worried me, because they weren't using protective gear and didn't provide any. I was concerned about his lungs and the gun powder. It isn't good for him, let alone anyone. But now they provide masks and gloves, and I hope soon enough they'll provide some kind of safety orientation.
My job at the hospital is fantastic! I love it every day that I work. Ali, another of the EMT's who is nearly done with nursing school, is my preceptor and she's done fantastic with helping me understand everything that goes on there. I might become an Emergency Medicine doctor eventually, it seems so intriguing. Although, I would love to work as an RN in the Emergency Department as well. I feel like I would enjoy myself more than a lot having that sort of job where you never really know what will walk through the door.
I'm excited about where my life is going. I'm finally figuring things out a little more, and I know more fully what I want out of myself. I feel like my attitude on life has completely flipped around from where I was just a few years ago.
I'd really like to keep up with this care-free and happy attitude I have. It's making things so much easier in many aspects of my life and several challenges I must face.
I'm thinking about trying to write more short stories. My head is filled with random little stories I make up during the day. I feel like if I write them down, it would be of some use to me in the future. Maybe, they could be stories I could read to my children when they begin to grow up.
That's a cute thought.
I watched a movie called "Like Crazy" today. The girl in it kept a record of her relationship with her boyfriend with all these pictures and writings. It was really cute and it made me want to do something similar. I may start one of my own today and try to collect the pictures I can.
I'm going to wish myself the best of luck in that endeavor.
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