... does anybody ever really know?

Recently I have asked myself numerous times if I am making the right decisions. However, the only way to know if they are the right decisions you have to decide and wait for the outcome. That sucks. I am an fairly inpatient person and really want to know everything before I decide but with life that is just impossible. I have had such quandaries of late in all aspects of my life. For example, do I go back to the job that I really liked in New Jersey now that they are offering me a great salary even though I'll have three hours of commuting each day? Is that the right step, or should I continue to wait tables until something else comes along closer to home? I think I have made the right decision to return to the job in Jersey. I miss it. I really do. I miss the guys with whom I worked, and my co-workers, even though it is a special kinda crazy at the STU. It is a familiar crazy that I fit in with, and do miss. Now my next question is do I get mobile me? Is it worth it for me to have it? Would I actually use it? I really don't know, maybe I should utilize the free trial. But I do think I have made some good decisions in my life. Moving to NY was a great decision. I absolutely love living with my boyfriend. Best decision ever made. Now I just have to get him to remove all questions in his mind as to whether or not we should get a dog... It only took me 7 years to convince my dad, I figure now I am much more experienced and am working with a much more agreeable party.
On that note I would like to share some of the dogs that I have been blessed with in my life.
First there was Duffy. Duffy, who I have no pictures of on my computer, was the result of my very determined, very eager 7 years of begging. He was a blue shetland sheepdog. Love of my life and I still have pictures of him all over even though he passed away 6 years ago. Poor Billy looks at him everyday and never got the chance to meet him.
Then there was Bear, who my sister had briefly, then Hobbes. Hobbes is an absolutely wonderful dog. I love him dearly.
He is an extremely smart dog, who actually would play frisbee.
Now there is also Teddy. he is my boyfriend's parents dog. An adorable cocker spaniel, poodle mix. I also love him dearly, even though he tortures the older cocker spaniel in the house.
Hopefully I will be blessed with another dog shortly...

...will anyone win 1 million dollars?

I recently have found myself watching Deal or No Deal reguarlry and no one ever wins the million! It is kinda frustrating and intriguing, but all in all a great idea for a game show. The creators never have to pay out that much money. The odds are great for them. I often think about what would happen if I went on the show. I think I would cave as soon as I was offered enough money to pay off my student loans in full. That would be enough for me. But I'm learning that I don't like money. All the bills that are due every month, the tiny paychecks I get that are gone as soon as they come, and the amount of stuff you need to live. It sucks. I'm sure this is a common complaint of most people. Especially those in my situation, single, living alone, on an entry level job. However, I think I'm doing very well. I haven't had to ask my parents for money or move back in with my grandma, although that wouldn't be too bad. But I do have to attribute a lot of my success, and sanity to the most wonderful man I have ever met. My boyfriend. He makes my life so much easier in so many ways. I realized this today as I was running, a difficult run that was much easier the day before when I ran it with him. He has all the answers to everything, he puts up with my crazy mood swings and doesn't say anything about how crazy I may be. He listens to my insane stories from work, that tend to come out when we've been drinking, and doesn't bat an eye or question why I do what I do, allowing me to relieve myself of keeping such stories to myself. He plans so much and really counterbalances my procrastination approach to things. I feel so incredibly lucky to have him in my life, and honored that such a person would want to be with me. In approximately 32 hours we will be boarding a plane to Atlanta, where we will board another plane to Cancun! I'm so excited. I don't know if I'm more excited to be on the beach for a week drinking margaritas and eating all the chips and salsa I can stand, or having an entire 7 days to have him all to myself. It will be so great. All in all I think I won "1 million dollars" or at least the non deal or no deal participant kinda way, and for that I can't complain. And boy am I glad I didn't make a deal with the banker, settling for, well I'm not sure what, but maybe nunhood?