It was bound to happen...

I mean c'mon... I work in a vet clinic. It was only a matter of time before I got bit.

It happened Wednesday morning. It was the meanest, ugliest, oldest, toothless, little snot of a chihuahua. I knew he was aggressive and thought I was handling it properly but apparently he was just too fast for me. 1 of the possible 3 teeth he still had managed to tear a hunk of skin off my pinky finger. I didn't think it was a big deal till the next day.

Woke up with a swollen finger and puss oozing out of the wound. Long story short. They made me go to their worker's comp clinic. Medicine was dispensed and I'm pretty sure I'll survive. But like I've been saying... it was bound to happen.

Among other things...

I had intended a much different blog yesterday but emotions were overflowing and that happens I suppose. I'm better today but emotionally very drained.

Christmas went well I suppose. Food was eaten and gifts were exchanged. I'm still not used to having split Christmas celebrations. Both sets of family are so different... I wonder if I'll ever get used to it. Among other things I got a pen tablet from my parents that completely caught me off guard. It's wonderful but unfortunately my cursive penmanship still sucks. Hopefully more time will be found to play with it.

I was disappointed when I tried picking up a copy of The World Without Us and B&N was completely sold out. So much for my 30% off coupon.

Husband and I saw National Treasure 2 this morning for $4 a person. It wasn't bad... I will say it's frivolous fun. And after yesterday... I sorely needed that.

Things will be settling down in the new year... I hope. I have enrolled in 11 hours in my attempt to get into the world of Veterinary Technology. My last day at the bank is Friday and I have mixed emotions about all of that. I'll be full time with the vet in the New Year but none of Husbands job prospects worked out so it's back to the drawing board there I suppose.

It's been both a painful and joyous year... but that's another blog in and of itself.

Christmas...

It's the things that you don't count on.

The things you never saw coming that hurt the most.

It's Christmas Eve and I had to watch two dogs be put to sleep today.

One was a product of animal neglect and abuse... the other was just sick.

Neither deserved it.

I should be happy but I can't be right now.

Merry freaking Christmas.

Concert Going

Husband and I are going to see Linkin Park at the Ford Center in OKC on February 29th. I could not be anymore excited. Yippie! The blueish arrow shows where we will be sitting! Yippie again!

Home is where the heart is...

I survived the great ice storm of 2007. Barely. Three days without electricity or heat makes Karen very grumpy. But thankfully everyone survived intact. I missed my home terribly. I've never been so happy to see my messy, dog hair covered, newspaper strewn house. It's not that playing cards by candlelight at my Aunt's house or snoozing on my Grandma's couch wasn't great... it's just not home. My home may not be perfect but it's perfect to me. Sometimes I secretly like the mess because it feels more comfortable that way. Although I won't lie... checking my e-mail again was very nice.
Now it's supposed to snow tomorrow... *sigh*

(Photos below were taken this afternoon. Check my flickr page for all of the shots)