YOU DON'T WANNA KNOW

So I still need some help with the naming thing.  I feel like I'm running out of time.
Alex is still determined that she sould be Aubree Claire.  I'm not so sure.  I like it, but why should I be willing to compromise if he's not?  After all, I'm the one carrying her around for nine months and then actually having her.
Here's what I've got so far:

Aubree ---> everyone would call her Audrey; everyone would spell it wrong; names in this group are a little common for my tastes.
Madelyn ---> everyone would most definitely call her Maddie; everyone would spell it wrong; some people would call her MadeLINE instead of MadeLYN
Julianna ---> It's long...4 syllables seems like a lot for a small child to learn; She would probably be called Julie, but that's not too bad
Jillian ---> Alex doesn't like this.  It doesn't really matter what he thinks though, right? :P
Peyton ----> I like this, but I don't want to think of Peyton Manning everytime I say my kid's name.
Anything else?

I'm finally able to start looking for somewhere to live, thank God.
Just when I thought that He forgot about me, too...
Thank Heaven for small miracles.

So I think I'm done with being pregnant.

Anyway, it's a girl.
Now for the naming process.
We've decided on a first name, just having some trouble finding a middle name that fits.

Still looking for a place to live.  It's the hardest thing ever.  Nobody advertises here.
Super gay.

SO....

I have officially lost my best friend over a boy and this time I didn't even do anything.
If I ever see this guy out I'm going to grind his face into the ground.
I promise.

So I'm never driving again.  Ever.
Last night I wrecked my friggin truck for the 87th time since I've had it.
I wish I just could have totaled it and got it over with.
I'm really sore and I look like I have leprosy on one of my arms from the stupid airbag but it could have been worse.
I broke Brandon Carroll's arm which means I pretty much ruined his life, at least for the next 6 weeks or so. 
The Summer Of Doom had officially begun.

Wow, six weeks since my last post.  I didn't think I'd ever see the day.
Not much has really been going on.
I went to Stonewall with my Calvie and my Daniel, and I've been hooked ever since.  I think we go about 3 times a week, which kinda makes me wonder whether or not I'm becoming an alcoholic.  But I'm cutting down.  This week I'm only going twice.  But I'll make up for it at Saddle Ridge.
My birthday is 3 weeks from today.  Awesome.
I have to learn how to fix a car so that I don't have to pay ridiculous labor charges.
Gas is expensive.
I love my friends.  And being single.

Today was amazing. 
I had to work, and for the first time I'm satisfied with that. 
I love everybody that I work with, with the exception of Londa and Wes (of course).
And I like the type of work.  Even though I'm standing on my feet for what feels like forever, I like it.  I meet so many new people and so many faces are becoming familiar to me.  I like it.

I am more positive than ever that things couldn't have happened more perfectly.

Wow.

Merry Christmas!  I hope everyone's holiday was super fabulous!

Mine was super lonely.
Let's get ready for a super lonelier New Year's Eve.

My puppies have their eyeballs now!  I'm so excited because now they look like real puppies. 
They're cutie patooties.

A girl from work just quit.  So now there are 4 people working at UPS.  4.  The entire store.  I'm tired.

So I finally have a job interview.
It's about time.  I need some money flow comin' in, and I need it soon.

I'm back in Prestonsburg for VBS.
I love kids. 

Today has been stressful.
I'm glad it's over.
I can't wait to go back to Richmond, even though it will only be for a while.  Most likely, anyway.
I wish my Dad's family would stand up and be responsible for once.  My grandparents were the only decent ones out of that bunch.  I get to move home and take care of my Memmie because everyone else is too "busy."

David is getting married August 11.

Dad's buying his company, which means mine familie is moving to Virginia.
It won't be for another 3 years, but it's so weird thinking that this place won't be home anymore.
I don't think I like it.

Sometimes I really think I have some kind of crazy disorder that makes me pick up every animal that I see. 
Before I can back to Richmond, I found a puppy at the Dollar Store.  It was homeless and dirty and pitiful, so I had to pick it up.  I couldn't find it a home in Floyd County, so it found one in Richmond.  It left on Monday.  Yesterday I found two animals.  One was an enormous golden retriever that was walking around the apartment complex.  It had a collar on, so I figured it was somebody's pet.  I was going to leave it outside, but it followed Sally upstairs and inside, and once it's in the house I can't just shoo it back out!  So she stayed with us last night and her family called about her today.  The other is this cat.  It's been roaming for about a week.  She has kittens, so I feed her.  Now she's never going to go away.

I'm pitiful, I know.
I wish I could stop doing this.  I'm really afraid my new apartment is going to start to smell like a barn. 


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