Parking Lot Ducks, Puppy Birthdays, and Christian Mingle.

Do you ever get those days where you’re just exhausted and you have no time or way to sleep at all? You wake up exhausted, spend all day exhausted and go to sleep exhausted, you know? Well, that’s how I’ve felt for the past five weeks. No one told me raising a puppy was this exhausting. I know, I’m using that word a lot, but that’s the best way I can describe it. I mean, Marceline is totally worth it. I love her with everything I have. The biting and the scratching and the humping is a little bit ridiculous, but that’s okay because she’s cute and I love her. She’s 3 months old today, and we’ve had her for 5 weeks today, so it’s a pretty special day in our household. We also did a lot of training with her today. She laid down on command for the first time, she’s learning to stay, and I’m teaching her to give kisses on command, and only lick when she’s asked for kisses. She’s so freaking smart, it’s insane.

Also, tomorrow is my mom’s “twenty-seventh” birthday, so we’re going to see the Great and Powerfu Oz because she’s weird about the Wizard. And I don’t mean the badass Harry Potter wizards. I don’t think she’s even made it through all the books, and definitely not all the movies. I could be wrong about the books. My mom is an avid reader, just like me.

Okay, one of those Christian Mingle commercials just came on, and I just have to express how ridiculous I think that is. “Find God’s match for you”, is their slogan. Okay, so while there are innocent people dying, God is busy playing matchmaker for everyone on Earth? I don’t think that’s how Holy Deities work. I guess I could be wrong. Maybe he enjoys it as much as all the rest of us do. I could be wrong about that though.

The boyfriend and I bought a car about a month ago, so we went today to make our first payment (they said that because we made the down payment in cash, we have to pay for it there. Sucks, right?) and there was a duck just hanging out in the parking lot. Just standing right in one of the rows. There were cars driving all around and the duck just kinda stood there like “I don’t give a fuck, I’m invincible, bitches!” I got out of the car and started walking towards it to take a picture, and at first it just stood there. When I was about five feet away, it gave me a weird look, turned around and started walking. But it kept glancing back at me. It was the weirdest duck I’ve ever met in my life. Not that I’ve met many ducks.

Just to let you know, if my language offends you at all, SUCK IT UP. My screen name on here is Disney Princess With A Pottymouth. What the Hell did you expect?!