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I’m back! In lieu of my absence here, I was enjoying time with JRS. On August 20 we celebrated our one year anniversary. Wow! WOW! I cannot believe we have been together this long, yet I could not imagine my life without him. The way we met was random, it was unplanned, and many people take credit for it.
It was a Saturday evening and the conclusion of a very hectic, nonstop week at work. My co-worker, an amazing friend, suggested we go to her roommates birthday party, which was being celebrated with all of her med school friends. I was really dreading to attend and suggested a variety of other things we could do instead, but with much persistence, I caved and we went. Upon entering the birthday bash, it was odd. None of us knew anyone there, aside from the birthday girl. We found the kitchen, we found vodka, and we found shot glasses—cheers. People started entering the kitchen in search of more beverages and then I saw JRS. I had never met him, but I wanted to, but I was far too shy. Instead, my friend decided to hip bump me, repeatedly, in his direction, until I ultimately tripped onto him.
{awkward}
The evening continued: I avoided, he pursued, and then we spent the remainder of the night talking about everything. It was amazing. My heart melted. The butterflies in my stomach were going crazy. T.M.I.
{fast forward}
One year later, there has not been a single day sense that we have not spoken to each other. There’s been highs and there are have been lows, but we’re still together. That’s what matters. 

I’m back! In lieu of my absence here, I was enjoying time with JRS. On August 20 we celebrated our one year anniversary. Wow! WOW! I cannot believe we have been together this long, yet I could not imagine my life without him. The way we met was random, it was unplanned, and many people take credit for it.

It was a Saturday evening and the conclusion of a very hectic, nonstop week at work. My co-worker, an amazing friend, suggested we go to her roommates birthday party, which was being celebrated with all of her med school friends. I was really dreading to attend and suggested a variety of other things we could do instead, but with much persistence, I caved and we went. Upon entering the birthday bash, it was odd. None of us knew anyone there, aside from the birthday girl. We found the kitchen, we found vodka, and we found shot glasses—cheers. People started entering the kitchen in search of more beverages and then I saw JRS. I had never met him, but I wanted to, but I was far too shy. Instead, my friend decided to hip bump me, repeatedly, in his direction, until I ultimately tripped onto him.

{awkward}

The evening continued: I avoided, he pursued, and then we spent the remainder of the night talking about everything. It was amazing. My heart melted. The butterflies in my stomach were going crazy. T.M.I.

{fast forward}

One year later, there has not been a single day sense that we have not spoken to each other. There’s been highs and there are have been lows, but we’re still together. That’s what matters. 


THIS IS WHY YOU’RE SINGLECory Copeland | Mad to Love
Go ahead and laugh at the simplicity of this magnificent truth, but once its vibrant honesty has settled around you, you will appreciate what we have learned here today.
Some choose to refrain from having a relationship and that is, of course, more than fine. But this truth is for those who want a relationship yet don’t have it as of now. They want to be in a partnership with another human being because they want to feel connected and cared for in a romantic way. It’s a desire they have for their life.
Being single is your own choice because any of us could lower our requirements or standards and be with someone who we feel isn’t right for us. We have that option if it’s what we really wanted to do. We could accept someone’s, anyone’s hand and be in a relationship if we so chose. I mean, anyone can find a romantic partner if they don’t have a standard to meet. It just takes a willing mind and/or body. We just wouldn’t be happy or satisfied with such a lacking union, right? But we don’t jump into such rushed romance because we have a certain criteria a person has to meet before we’ll consider them as a possibility. We have a level of behavior, looks, personality, and preferences we will not dip below. And that is a very, very good thing.
You may feel lonely and even incomplete because you’re without a romantic partner right now, but I encourage you to remember that though life can be lonely and the feelings may not be positive in this moment, it’s better to wait for someone who’s able to come close to what you want rather than settle for someone who isn’t able to fulfill anything of what you want. You’re worth the wait for something good; I promise you that. So uphold those standards you’ve set for yourself and know that your fortitude will be rewarded when the time is right.
Your being single isn’t a curse; it’s a choice you’re making for your own good. Remember that and keep the faith that you will someday have all the relational happiness you could possibly handle.
You might also like…Being In Love15 Reasons Being Single is GreatA Checklist for Single People 

THIS IS WHY YOU’RE SINGLE
Cory Copeland | Mad to Love

Go ahead and laugh at the simplicity of this magnificent truth, but once its vibrant honesty has settled around you, you will appreciate what we have learned here today.

Some choose to refrain from having a relationship and that is, of course, more than fine. But this truth is for those who want a relationship yet don’t have it as of now. They want to be in a partnership with another human being because they want to feel connected and cared for in a romantic way. It’s a desire they have for their life.

Being single is your own choice because any of us could lower our requirements or standards and be with someone who we feel isn’t right for us. We have that option if it’s what we really wanted to do. We could accept someone’s, anyone’s hand and be in a relationship if we so chose. I mean, anyone can find a romantic partner if they don’t have a standard to meet. It just takes a willing mind and/or body. We just wouldn’t be happy or satisfied with such a lacking union, right? But we don’t jump into such rushed romance because we have a certain criteria a person has to meet before we’ll consider them as a possibility. We have a level of behavior, looks, personality, and preferences we will not dip below. And that is a very, very good thing.

You may feel lonely and even incomplete because you’re without a romantic partner right now, but I encourage you to remember that though life can be lonely and the feelings may not be positive in this moment, it’s better to wait for someone who’s able to come close to what you want rather than settle for someone who isn’t able to fulfill anything of what you want. You’re worth the wait for something good; I promise you that. So uphold those standards you’ve set for yourself and know that your fortitude will be rewarded when the time is right.

Your being single isn’t a curse; it’s a choice you’re making for your own good. Remember that and keep the faith that you will someday have all the relational happiness you could possibly handle.

You might also like…
Being In Love
15 Reasons Being Single is Great
A Checklist for Single People 

Brian Donovan | Thought Catalog
There’s something inherently dashing about a man and his dog. Playing in the mud, flirting with women at the park, hunting for geese. It’s all very masculine. In comparison, there’s something inherently creepy about a man and his cat. But I am here to speak out on our behalf. I will endure the shame no longer. I am a male cat owner, and I want sdfsgar3ea! Sorry. My cat walked across the keyboard. What I meant was “respect.” I want respect.
I frequently spend more money on my cat’s dinner than my own.
When my cat feels it is time for me to go to bed, he will come into the living room and meow at me until I turn off the telly. Sometimes I will trick him by turning off the TV, waiting for to go to bed on her own, then turning it back on. It’s shameful.
I would like to give my cat breakfast at 7 a.m., when I get up. He prefers to eat at 5:15. So, I now get up at 5:15.
I am fighting every instinct in my body to not post a picture of my cat in this article.
You can read more from Brian Donovan’s Confessions of a Male Cat Owner here.
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Brian Donovan | Thought Catalog

There’s something inherently dashing about a man and his dog. Playing in the mud, flirting with women at the park, hunting for geese. It’s all very masculine. In comparison, there’s something inherently creepy about a man and his cat. But I am here to speak out on our behalf. I will endure the shame no longer. I am a male cat owner, and I want sdfsgar3ea! Sorry. My cat walked across the keyboard. What I meant was “respect.” I want respect.

  1. I frequently spend more money on my cat’s dinner than my own.
  2. When my cat feels it is time for me to go to bed, he will come into the living room and meow at me until I turn off the telly. Sometimes I will trick him by turning off the TV, waiting for to go to bed on her own, then turning it back on. It’s shameful.
  3. I would like to give my cat breakfast at 7 a.m., when I get up. He prefers to eat at 5:15. So, I now get up at 5:15.
  4. I am fighting every instinct in my body to not post a picture of my cat in this article.

You can read more from Brian Donovan’s Confessions of a Male Cat Owner here.

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Little Barkley Takes a Tumble [video]
Random Thought
Barkle Box 

It’s a funny thing, how people change.

It’s a funny thing, you know, to look back through memories and see how someone you know has changed. Sometimes it’s just something you realize one day, sometimes it’s something you can track through words and photographs. But it’s inevitable that people change, for better or for worse. 

It’s a funny thing to realize that you don’t really talk to some people anymore. Not because of a fight or anything along those lines, but because people drift apart or take different paths through different life journeys. One minute, there just there, a part of your life. And the next, you’re lucky enough (or unfortunate enough) to have them cross your mind once a month. 

It’s a funny thing to watch someone choose to live a different life and you can literally watch them change, move away from what they could have been into something that wastes their talents and their kindness and their genuine-ness.

Humanity is a funny thing. It really is. 

It’s not goodbye, it’s see you later…

I always believed that when I became older, situations life handed you would be easier to understand, that you would know what to do and how to deal with them. I’ve learned it’s not much different now than when I was younger. When you’re little, every dramatic situation seems like life or death and you never see the positive outcome from it. Not much has changed as I’ve grown up. Or maybe I’m not finished growing up. Perhaps we’re never actually finished growing up. Every person, every day, every situation is different and never alike. I think that’s what makes it the hardest – you’ve experienced a similar situation, but it’s never identical, so the dealing process is always different. Just like goodbye.

In my life I have moved three or four different times. A few of those moves have been to different cities and one of them to a new country. But I’ve never become fearless of goodbye. It’s hard every time.

This evening I received a phone call from someone I consider a best friend, a truly loyal friend and she’s received her dream job and is moving in a matter of days. Just like that. Life happens and you don’t always expect it to, but it does. Everyone always says, “it’s not goodbye, it’s see you later.” Well, unfortunately in my life I have not experienced that. Perhaps it will come as I learn and grow older. We shall see.

And just like that, it’s over; the end. It’s interesting how people come into our lives and influence us, change us, and form us. Sometimes for the better, sometimes for the worse. In just the two years I have been in college I have been given the opportunity to meet some pretty awesome people. The moments and conversations I’ve shared with these people can never be duplicated. What is most interesting to me is that some of these people will never even know how much they affected my life. They’ll never know that I admired them, looked up to them, and even, well, loved them. I wear my heart on my sleeve and try to not take people for granted, so I honestly do love the people that cross my life.
Just as these friends have changed my life, I hope I’ve left something with them. Whether it’s a distinct memory or maybe an outlook I shared with them, I hope when they look back to these memories years from now that somewhere I’ll cross their mind, because I know they’ll cross mine.
(Photo: Mizzou Senior Send-Off 2010)

And just like that, it’s over; the end. It’s interesting how people come into our lives and influence us, change us, and form us. Sometimes for the better, sometimes for the worse. In just the two years I have been in college I have been given the opportunity to meet some pretty awesome people. The moments and conversations I’ve shared with these people can never be duplicated. What is most interesting to me is that some of these people will never even know how much they affected my life. They’ll never know that I admired them, looked up to them, and even, well, loved them. I wear my heart on my sleeve and try to not take people for granted, so I honestly do love the people that cross my life.

Just as these friends have changed my life, I hope I’ve left something with them. Whether it’s a distinct memory or maybe an outlook I shared with them, I hope when they look back to these memories years from now that somewhere I’ll cross their mind, because I know they’ll cross mine.

(Photo: Mizzou Senior Send-Off 2010)

Obamacare Bill

My dad, a doctor, made the statement to me this weekend that because of the radical healthcare reforms being brought forth, he’d have to quit practicing medicine. It’s not a choice living in a small town where 2/3 of your patients are elderly and are supported by medicare. With the costs of malpractice insurance, a mortgage, and 2 kids in college, he told me that it’d be near to impossible to sustain the average life style we have lived for years. We were never rich, we were never poor. So as of this year, my 61yr father is seeking to renew his pilot license and spend over $10,000 to become certified to work and fly since practicing medicine won’t be providing the income from the medicare beneficiaries that became effective March 1st 2010.

So thank you congress and thank you president obama for your negligence in passing a mediocre bill. I am so saddened to know that my father will not be retiring as he had planned over the next 4 years. I hope the american people remember that NONE of the republicans voted yes for this ‘bipartisan’ bill come this November.

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I can directly relate to you and your family as my father is too a doctor.