Round and Round We Go

Grand Central Station New York

I took this photo at Grand Central Station while watching New Yorkers and tourists hustle to their destinations.

Summer is upon us, this I know for sure. Every part of my life is in full gear from work, weddings, photo classes, family, dog, work, vacations, flights, graduations, bridal showers…did I say work? It’s all swirling as if I were on a merry-go-round, jumping off occasionally to get my bearings, and then around and around we go again. I will say I’m excited for what this year has in store, and have a feeling it will be a good one to look back on, but I’m also trying to avoid it all becoming one big, busy blur.

And isn’t that always the case? Sometimes we try to cram in so much all at once, whether it be on a weekend or over a holiday, that what we’re doing becomes less enjoyable. For instance, my husband and I are contemplating going to Europe in the fall, and at first I thought wouldn’t it be nice to see as much of Europe as we can in just two weeks!? After doing some reading though, I’ve come to realize that picking just a handful of cities to see will be so much more memorable, not to mention easier on my camera.

Maybe this post will serve as a reminder to me (or maybe even you) that over the next few months we should take our time and enjoy the company we keep more often, because before we know it we’ll be buying Christmas presents and saying, “Where did the year go?”

A Dog’s Life: I Dig. Deal With It.

New job + busy schedule = no dog walk for seven days + 23 month old labrador retriever + pent up aggression = big hole in yard.

dog's dig holes

The outcome of this equation should not come as a shocker to me, and it didn’t honestly. This is unusual behavior for Bailey, but I think her statement was clear. Last week, after wrapping up my first week at a new job, I went to bring the dog in and upon looking to my left I noticed the gapping hole in our lawn along with mud kicked up on the side of the house. And there standing was Bailey, mud smattering her nose, with a face that clearly read, “I did this. Do you like it? Are you mad? You seem tense. What do you expect? No walk, no lawn. Come on. I’m a dog. I dig. Deal with it.”

I smirked. No exercise for our four-legged hellion does not come without a price. As for this week, walks are mandatory.

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