Perception

     Okay folks, I have had a busy, yet not busy 5 days. On Thursday I had to take my sister's foster dog to Nashville. Where he got on a trailer to Connecticut where he then got picked up by his new family. 
     
   Now, that's great and all. Love for all animals. However, Rocky, is not your average Lab. He is blind and 100% muscle. He's HUGE. 
      So as I set out for my road trip I made sure I had snacks, water and a charged IPod. The first leg of my trip was to New Market to pick Rocky up. From there I continued on to Nashville. 
      You have never truly had a proper road trip until you have one with a blind dog. Rocky did all the things normal dogs do on a car ride. He would stand looking forward watching for cars. When the car slowed he would stand and look around. Perfectly normal behavior, but he can't see. I knew he was looking forward just as my own dog does, but what was he looking at? He could feel the car slowing, but there is no way he could look out and see why. 
     It made me wonder about sight. I can see, obviously you can see because you're reading this, but what are we looking at? 
     It's kind of like when you get up in the morning, get ready and decide you look decent enough to leave the house. Then you get to work or class and someone says "You look tired." Which we all know in the South is just a polite way to say you look like shit. Then it hits you... you thought you looked ok, but this person seems to think differently. Perception. 
     Who was I to judge Rocky for looking out like he could see the cars. If he's happy then who am I to interfere or laugh at it. 
     Who are any of us to judge others to for their perception of the world. I am guilty of this as much as anyone else. All I can do is try. Daily reminders that I am no better than anyone else. Remembering that my perception isn't the only one or the right one. 
     Food for thought. 
                                             Stay Sassy - A. 

The List

     We have entered birth-month. Seeing how my birthday is my favorite holiday I decided a couple of years ago to create what I call "birth-month." The whole month of July is celebrated as my birthday. 

Selfish, yes. Awesome, double yes. 

    I've been trying to think of what to do this year. The big 2-2 not that exciting of a birthday except for the T-Swift song, Twenty-Two. Plus, every year my birthdays get better and better so this year I'm thinking about taking a  hiatus and doing something low key. Road trip perhaps?  

    Anyhow, I am determined either way to make this birth-month a great one. 

    Moving on. Summer is half over and I've had enough time to reflect on my single-ness. I have an almost complete list of what I'm looking for in what I like to call a "dating partner." Boyfriend is too committal of a word. Every girl does this. We have this idea in our head of the boy we want to be in our lives. It's a load of crap. Thanks to movies and novels we have an unrealistic idea of how the whole system works. 

     My entire life I've had a list of turn offs. Jewelry, tennis shoes with jeans, living with the parents, 6 year age difference, etc... BUT as you get older your list changes. You start really thinking about a potential partner. 

     Such as, must like to dance, have a job, enjoy going out, want to travel, etc... Things that grown ups care about. 

So ladies, think about what you want make a list and stick to it. Don't be a bitch about it. Have some leeway, but I promise life will be better when you have a clear idea what you want. 

                                                Stay Sassy- A.