It was such a nice morning, so I packed up the "blue bomber" and my dog, and we headed to the lakefront for a walk. I used to do this all the time when I wasn't working, but now I'm lucky to get an hour to myself. I'm not complaining - it's just the truth.


My dog is a red Miniature Pinscher named Milo. My parents adopted him from our local Humane Society two years ago, and he quickly became my dog. He's a good dog. I like to hang out with him a lot. He's very high energy - even at 8 years old, he still acts like a puppy. I have to keep him leashed at all times though, or he will run if given a chance. The first week he was with us he ran away three times, but somehow he managed to find his way back to us. One time he raced across a very busy intersection nearly causing a car pile up. It was lucky he wasn't hit and squished by any oncoming cars. A nice woman had gotten out of her car and lured him over with a sandwich. He ate the entire sandwich in seconds - I thanked her profusely for helping and for sacrificing her sandwich. I offered to pay her back, but she wouldn't accept it. It's nice to know there are still people who do good things without expecting anything in return.

So back to today...

We took a long walk through our local park and stopped a few times for a breather. It was hot! I was totally soaked through my shirt, but I remembered to bring water along to keep us both hydrated. So we headed down one of my favorite trails and stopped to enjoy the scenery. It was very peaceful and I just loved every second of it. There is something very mind clearing and relaxing about being outside, in nature, and alone with your thoughts. I could totally be a monk, I'm sure...well except for the celibacy thing. My dog was having a blast sniffing all around and peeing on every tree and bush in leash proximity. It sucks that I can't just let him off leash when we're on these hikes, but I'm so afraid he'll take off after a squirrel or another dog.

When I got back, my Mom was waiting for me, and I knew that I was in trouble for something I had done. I tried thinking back to what it could be, but nothing came to mind. She was pissed off and I knew it. Apparently I had left without telling anyone or leaving a note, and that's a big no no. I had once left similarly during one of my Bipolar episodes and ended up "missing" for 2 days. That will be for another post. I felt bad that I worried her, but she needs to start trusting me again. I'm on medication now and not planning on going off it again. But I can see her point of view. I told her I was sorry, that I'd leave a note in the future, and would try not to let it happen again.

It was a great morning though and I'm looking forward to the rest of my day off. My best friend is coming over later to hang out and play my new Ghost Recon Advanced Warfighter's video game for Xbox 360. We're both really competitive and hate to lose, so it should be interesting.

I'll try to leave comments on some of your posts. It's been difficult to find time to read them all.