Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Dog Bites and Diamonds

This weekend was filled with so much drama it was unbelievable! I had to "call out" of work on sunday because i was crying like a maniac. These tears were caused by my super adorable but super terrible puppies, who decided it would be a good idea to bite my neighbors dog. I know they sound vicious but trust me they are the complete opposite and the most vicious thing they do is run around my house and try to catch the flies that have broken into my house in their mouths. I mean these fur creatures are just straight up love bugs, and no i am not just saying that because they are mine and i am biased, it's the honest to dog truth! so anyways my one puppy, panda, escaped my clutches for a minute and ran around the other corner of my house where my neighbor just so happened to come out of his house to take his gorgeous collie for a walk and then the tragedy happened. panda nipped him! obviously I was pissed at panda, my neighbor was pissed at both of us and im pretty sure wanted us both in prison. I grabbed panda and roxie and ushered them back inside my house while repeating apologies, i felt terrible! I wrote my neighbor a note and stuck it to his door so he would see it when he got back continuing to apologize and appealing to him to let us have a fresh start as neighbors, about two minutes late this angry man came knocking on my door, threatening me with calling animal control and having my dogs quarantined. I broke down and cried like a baby in front of this guy, basically begging like an idiot. It was so embarrassing. I can totally understand his anger, but under the circumstances and the severity of the incident he was being a total dick about it. This is what my theory is, panda escaped from me, she went around the corner expecting freedom and a game of chase from mom, instead saw a much bigger dog, was surprised and scared, and in order to show the bigger dog she wasn't to be messed with, bit the dogs poor little bottom. There was no "dog fight" worthy biting it was a single nip so i think threat of police involvement and doggie foster homes was a bit of overkill. Oh well, I plan on making halloween cookies and taking them to my neighbor anyway so maybe they will get over it.
       Okay so enough drama, I want to talk about my secret guilty pleasure and i'm sure many of you women share this with me, secret engagement ring shopping! First of all, I am in no way, shape, or form in anyway about to get engaged. My boyfriend and I just got back together after taking a two week breakup from each other, but that doesn't stop a girl from planning her future wedding. You cant exactly tell your BF that you have been gazing at diamond rings all day without him getting weirded out, ya know? here are some of the beautys i have been coveting lately (and let it be known i am quirky and may not want an actual diamond, i cant decide)
here is my absolute fav! I am in love with rose gold.
Once again another rose gold ring, but so georgeous!
This one is just whimsical and cute! I love that it says oui' on the side!
and last but not least a more traditional style ring. (but still a little funky)

    So that about raps up my drama and my secret diamond shopping from this weekend, but don't worry folks i have more of my drama coming your way soon. Loves, Claire

Saturday, September 15, 2012

they shine for you.

I live next to the beach and if you knew me this is not exactly the location you think i would hand pick because:
  1. I do not tan,  in fact i am medically not allowed to, already had some nasty skin cancer taken off.
  2. I am terrified of sharks, its a serious phobia, i even freak out about going swimming in the deep end of pools. you know, just in case a shark accidentally got in.
  3. getting sand on my body, in my car, on the floor in my house drives me crazy
  4. basically i am a vampire and don't exit my house until its dark outside. on the real.
 so there are the reasons why people think i am weird when i say i chose to live next to the beach but here are the reasons i love living next to the beach:
  1. i live in a craphole of an apartment, i mean it is pathetic, if i lived in this same apartment away from the beach it would be called a crackden, but since it is next to the beach people say "omg! your so lucky! you live next to the beach!" not "omg! this is disgusting, this is not fit for a crackwhore, how do you stand it!"
  2. I take comfort in knowing that the ocean is there, i mean i can hear it, i can smell it, it makes me know that the world is still turning and i am still on this planet
  3. The stars! no place else can i go out in my backyard and not have trees blocking my view of the stars plus the lack of street lights and huge city life makes star viewing way more, well, viewable!    
So there you have it. and actually reason number 3 should be number 1. because star gazing is pretty much my current passion. I have made a habit of laying on this boat in my backyard and waiting for shooting starts. I refuse to go inside till i see at least 3 shooting stars which lately takes a million years but thats fine because our galaxy is literally the finest work of art! I get all emo and think about how everybody that has ever taken breath on this planet has looked at the same stars that i look at every night. I imagine them thinking about the same things i do. How small i am, compared to how big the galaxy is. How i don't know how i got to this place in my life. How i wonder if i will ever make a difference in this world. I know that everybody has to think those same things when they stare at the stars. It makes me feel connected to the earth, and this universe in a way i cant even explain. Is that crazy?

Thursday, September 13, 2012

poppy fields

You know when you look at somebody that has used drugs for so long and completely ruined their life? You probably think why did they even start, i mean everybody knows what the end looks like, how could you possibly even begin. I think i finally understand. There comes a point in your life where everyday and every little scenario feels like you have been swimming for days and are waiting for the coast guard, you are so tired, waves keep splashing you in the face, salt water gushes into your nose and your throat and for a moment you stop swimming. As you begin slowly sinking you can see the the sun shining through the water and your air bubbles rising to meet the surface, you realize this is easier and decide not to try anymore. I feel like at the moment (tomorrow will be different im sure) im tired of swimming. Drugs are not in my future but it would be nice to live in opium den and never feel anything again. I know that if i just open up the one window in my house and see the sun i will feel differently, but here in my crypt of darkness i almost feel complete, this is the way i was meant to live.