This past weekend could not have been better weather. The sun was out, blue skies and it was a tad bit warm. With the passing of my dog a couple months ago, my family and I had decided to bid him farewell on his birthday at one of his favorite places. The 19th of November he would have been 13 years old. He was everything to me growing up. So this weekend we walked out to a spot on the river he would run around all the time on my mom's walks and we gave him over to the river.

Jake was a special dog. He barked maybe once every couple years. He was sensitive to everything with a whole lot of spunk, which just made him all the better of a companion. He always had to see where I was. He wasn't much of a cuddler, but he always came to my side when I needed him. He was freaked out by horses, but almost everyday walked by the pastures with me. He loved being outside and went bonkers for his walks with my mom at the river. I was most definitely his pack leader but my dad was his best friend. And Jake was my best friend; the car rides, the dancing in the kitchen with him and all the walks. He was the most selfless dog; I always wanted him next to me as I fell asleep and he knew that. He would lay next to me and after I would fall asleep he'd get up and go sleep on the cold bathroom floor.

It's amazing how much an impact one dog can have on one person or even an entire neighborhood. I was taken back by how much love was sent my family's way. Card after card came through from neighbors and friends. The day we took my dog in was heartbreaking, but his farewell from his neighborhood was the best. A lady who would come clean our neighbor's house was always greeted by Jake. She saw him laying in the front yard and did not understand why he was not greeting her. When she realized why, her eyes were flooded with tears and she took a moment with him. And then a neighborhood boy who had grown up there saw him as well and bid him goodbye. He was Jake, the dog who did his own walk through the neighborhood. When he was still young he always came back with some toy from some random place. He was the front yard dog that wagged his tail and was alert to every child around.

So cheers to the dog that could never be replaced. To the dog that survived a horrific dog attack. And to the best friend that licked my tears away all the way up to his final farewell. Cheers to Jake Winthrop Pike.

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Life is accumulative; we soak things up as we go and then all of a sudden all the hits and all the burns can kick us off our feet before we know it. Sometimes we know what got us to the point of break and sometimes we sit there wondering how we got there. I saw a marble statue and I thought about how a block of marble feels all the blows and it hurts with every strike but at the end there's a beautiful statue standing with all the memories that created it. Sometimes the blows shatter parts but the artist always knows how to work where it breaks.

The past couple weeks have been trying, to say the least. I like to have things in control and managed by me, myself, and I. And this last week it seems like life wanted to make sure I knew I was hitting my limit. Things just seemed to get a bit unmanageable. I felt the shattered area from a blow that happened a while ago. It's a defeating feeling when life hits you over the head and says you've reached your limit and now you need help outside of you. Most the time I am quick to ask for help and get it. But when the help turns into things being out of my control, let's just say it's not the most empowering. I have to keep reminding myself and thankfully I have a man who reminds me that getting help is empowering; the help is what gets things changing. I guess I am in the part where the artist works with what was shattered, I am just impatient and ready to be at the completed spot.

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As we all say, new week... new me. I am excited for this week to be a restart. After fighting a cold and a busy work week, I feel recouped from my two days off. It was my father's 64th birthday this weekend. I am 110% a daddy's girl, so I took that for some father daughter time. I took him out to my favorite restaurant, Juniper, for dinner and then we headed on over to Pengilly's Saloon for some live music and drinks. It was so nice to catch up and just have some father daughter time. Other than that my weekend was not too exciting. It consisted of me wanting to be outside in the autumn air and blue skies. But with being sick and having very little energy after a small walk I was ready for the couch and Netflix. Lucky for me Stranger Things 2 was out, so my Saturday was all that. Today I had to push myself to get up and put my adult pants on. I had all the chores and errands I had pushed off all week. I told myself I didn't have to get everything done on my list but I needed to make a dent.


...Kind of on another note.... I have been far from this blog since the day I started it last week. I jumped into it and then work exploded and of course I got sick. My mind has the hardest time focusing and putting thoughts together when chaos is all around. I promise I wrote something everyday to post and even pushed myself to get photos but in the end I looked and just saw forced words on a screen. So I am already saying Cheers to this week and me being on top of my life.... or well at least more on top of things than this last week..

Here is a little taste of the moments I captured this past week. A little peek into my days.

I am a person totally motivated by food... Even with being sick, my man and I walked over to Boise Fry Co. on Saturday afternoon for some grub and oh it was so good. This was the small walk I mentioned earlier. It was so nice and I almost wanted to keep going. Thankfully we didn't. A block away from our apartment, it hit and I was exhausted, and all I could think about was comfy clothes, blankets and Netflix.
My delicious vegan burger with curly fries.. mmm I am starting to crave it all over again right now. And a picture of what our walk looked like. My man immediately jumped on the train to point out how basic I was to take this photo, but it was so beautiful how could I not!?

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Welcome to the start of me taking on a blog! Here it goes, to all my randomness and over thought thoughts.

I feel like this is one of those things that I can think about how to start in twenty million different ways, but in reality the best way to start is just that, to start. When life gives me lemons do I really make lemonade or do I search for twenty different recipes before I begin? Sadly, I am a procrastinator, I'll sit on something for far too long. So here is to that, no recipe just some lemons and a pitcher to begin. Welcome and I hope my blog can inspire you!

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