And the title of “Worst Blogger EVER!” goes to….

...MERE! Once again, due to my oh so hectic schedule, my beloved blog has been placed on the back burner. It has been a crazy last few months and I'm so grateful the calendar pages kept on flipping. If my life was this hectic and crazy all the time, I *might* just loose my sanity.

Murphy arrived on November 12th and stole my heart from the very beginning. While I have had dogs my entire life, this one has been different because I get the role of "Mommy." It has been my best role yet. I have paid for everything for this handsome boy from Day 1. I love him more than words can express. He’s such a Mommy’s boy.

Picking up my boy at the airport Nov. 12- 8 weeks and 4 days old

Thanksgiving Day 10 weeks and 2 days old

Thanksgiving Day- Take 2

Murphy’s official Christmas picture- 12 weeks and 3 days old

13 weeks and 3 days old

On November 25, we lost our sweet boy, Buster Elias Brown. He was 10 years old and ultimately died of kidney failure. He had been in the hospital for almost a week and we did everything we could to save our boy. He was Mom, Brent and I’s dog and we miss him more than anything. The house we live in was “his” house and everything around it reminds us of him. Our hearts hurt. He did not get much time to spend with Murphy before he joined his best friend, Bluey, in heaven, but for the time they did have together, I am so grateful. I see a lot of Buster coming out in Murphy, so I’m beginning to think Buster is embedding some of his personality in Murphy from heaven. It’s so fun to see but tugs at my heart quite a bit, too.

I finished this semester and while I love college, I hated this semester with a purple passion. I went to University of Houston- Downtown and have never been more miserable. It was awful. Luckily, I only planned on going there for one semester anyway. It was my interim school while I schemed my next move. I made good grades and am making one last move to the University of St. Thomas here in Houston. I plan on graduating from there; it’s a really good school. I’m much happier being back in Houston for sure but do miss San Marcos on occasion. More than anything, I miss being less than an hour from my Grammy and Popey. That was, by far, the best part about San Marcos.

I’ll save you all from reading a report on how my job is going. I still love my job, but nothing has really changed and the chaos still remains.

I’ve missed all of you and can’t wait to catch up!!! Merry CHRISTmas <3