Happy Birthday Daddy.
Sunday, September 14, 2008,
2:37 PM
Today's my dad's 62nd birthday. Time seriously flies. He claims that he hates celebrating his birthday. He's been having it a little rough the last few years. We don't always see eye to eye, but he means everything in the world to me (as I always say). And even though he can seriously drive me INSANE with his stubbornness, he deserves the best. I love you Daddy! I hope he enjoys the Lacoste shoes I bought him. (:
So yeah, yesterday we had a huge family party at our house in Palmdale. Mark and I got there Friday night, and I was so excited to see my babies!! Bonnie's eyes are so much better now; I'm glad she doesn't have to put up with all the tearing up and irritation. She's a happy girl! And Margaux is so LOUD! Gosh. So German Shepherd-like for her to be like that. They tend to be more owner-affiliated than with any other person/dog. Margaux seems to love my brother a lot nowadays. She's a stubborn puppy. Never listens and always barks barks barks. No wonder my dad's going crazy. Whenever I bring her to work, she just barks and follows me the entire time I'm working my shift. So this time I brought Bonnie since her left eye still needs a little more healing. There's no crazy wind/weather over here (unlike the scorching hot / windy weather in Palmdale) so maybe it'll settle down.
Anyways, back about Palmdale. When we got to the house on Friday night (at 11pm), we went to say hi to all the dogs then I went straight to cleaning. Ughhhh. That house is so hard to keep tidy. Too many areas to vacuum and sweep and mop and dust. I was pretty burnt out since I got ZERO hours of sleep the night before (AND I WORKED the next morning)..idk where I find my energy. I think I'm just used to it. I didn't ask Mark to clean because he was coughing up a storm in there so I let him just stay in the room. By 1am I was tired; watched some more of Dexter Season 1 and went to bed. I woke up at 9am. I think it's cuz I'm not used to sleeping @ that house. I said hi to my babies again, then went to cleaning. My dad said, "Clean it again a second time." GOSH. I cleaned for over 2 hours then got ready. So many people came! I barely had any room to walk around that house. GF & Joe came. It was cool especially since my parents haven't seen her in like a year or so. The food was good (I love Goldilock's puto). I stood there with Mark staring at the lechon. I don't know. I always feel bad when I see a full dead pig lying on our table. He was contemplating which part to cut. I felt bad. I still saw the teeth! And I told him to not mess up the face. I watch too many animals channels :[
So a bunch of my titas (aunties) are laying off the whole "YOU'RE GETTING FATTER" or "YOU'RE GAINING WEIGHT" that they usually rub in my face. This time it was, "Wow, you're not as chubby anymore. You look good!" DAMN STRAIGHT.
One of my uncles (who's a constant drinker) started chatting to Mark, Joe, and GF about politics (he always sounds like he's yelling but he's really just talking) and I was getting a little embarrassed because they didn't know who he was and he sounded a little crazy. I laughed because he always does this but GF & Joe have never met him. But then when he talked to me alone, he asked me, "So what are you studying for?" I told him, "I'm going to be a veterinary technician." He goes, "WHAT? WITH DOGS?! I THOUGHT YOU WERE TAKING UP NURSING..YOU'RE BETTER OFF WORKING WITH RATS!" Basically saying that I won't be making a lot of money and that I'll be a nobody. I told him, "But I love dogs. It's my passion. I've always loved animals. Taking care of dogs is what I've been doing my whole life." But he didn't understand that. I told him, "I also want to own my own business." He goes, "With DOGS?!" I said, "Yup." And he LAUGHED. Laughed like he was disgusted and that I was stupid. I told him, "People actually make a lot of money owning a business for dogs, believe it or not." He laughed again. I come from such a Filipino family. WHAT THE FUCK else is better to them than being a nurse? Idk. I told my dad about it, and he told my relatives how much I hate getting bugged about that shit. He told them, "I let her do what she loves; I let her be." My dad has my back now. (: Some of my aunts understood, I guess.
Anyways, by 10pm Mark & I were doing his homework (YUP, the two of us, not just him lol). And by that time I was seriously BURNT OUT. I wanted to sleep, but there were 4 families from Vegas that were sleeping over, and some other relatives as well. Then I thought to myself, "I want to be able to SLEEP in peace..on an actual bed, not on the ground or on a couch." And knowing Mark, he gets moody when he can't sleep in a bed. So we decided to go home. I told my dad Happy Birthday at midnight and got Bonnie ready to head home with us. I felt like this weekend was exhausting. I still am exhausted. I'm at work right now; the dogs are super quiet. (: Hopefully this week will be a better week than the past couple weeks. I've been really stressed since after our San Diego trip. I had the idea that it would bounce back like that. Sigh.
Well Happy mid-September everyone. I'm gonna eat my Costco salad and watch P.S. I Love You (yup, the movie freak that I am). GOODNIGHT!
Hello, my name is Calee. I may have the same interests as many others, but I'm really different.
I don't judge by looks or status. I get along with everybody, but I prefer to just associate with those who are open-minded and can really understand
who I am and where I came from. I have a good life living with my boyfriend Mark. He's the best boyfriend ever; he's intelligent, focused, and he takes the best care of me. One thing that everyone knows about me is that I LOVE DOGS. I don't
party much or get drunk whatsoever, but that doesn't stop me from having fun. I love food (who doesn't?), and I love sight-seeing, shopping, watching movies, singing, going to
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