What Broke my day(yesterday and today): The fact that I didn't post yesterday. I was doing sooooo well, and now my streak is up. I mean, at least I am posting today, I could have just given up. Also, what breaks my day is being so busy and tired that I can't even think of something better that breaks my day. I feel that I'm a failure, because I didn't post EVERY day, and it's only the second week. But, alas, at least I had a good excuse. Yesterday, I was only at my house for literally 20 minutes between the hours of 12:00 a.m. and 10:00 p.m. Sleepover, nanny, straight to babysitting, straight to delivering Thai food because I was supposed to go eat it, and then instead straight to 'work.' By the time I got home I was so unbelievably tired and perhaps a little cranky, that I was like the waking dead. I probably looked as attractive as a zombie too. I hadn't showered in 24 hours (completely nasty), and I had to get up the next morning at 5:30 to go and watch my wonderful, amazing nephew. By the time I got food in my stomach, cleaned my room, and did the necessities like brushing my teeth, it was 11:00, but then I had to do some research, and I didn't fall asleep until midnight. But, still I didn't post and that made me feel bad when I was getting ready for bed. I knew in the back of my head that if I posted, I would be writing until midnight, and then wouldn't have slept until 1 o'clock. It's not my proudest achievement that I missed a day, but the fact that I still have things to do, and am busy, keeps me going. I will try not to be a failure on this front again, and hey, I'm posting again today, so that's a start.
What makes my day: The zoo. No doubt about it. I love the zoo. I volunteered/worked for one during the summer for the previous two summers and absolutely adored it; and from the time I was 10 until I was 17, I wanted to be a zoological veterinarian. But today, I wasn't working, I was a guest. It was....different. Lori and I took my nephew for his first zoo trip, and it was fun. There were a couple times where I was tempted to go into the employees only places, because I was just so darn used to it. I didn't, but it was nice seeing the changes to the zoo and all the animals I know and loved(and my favorite Aunt (okay, she's really my second cousin, but she's more like an aunt) and cousins (her children and her niece)). Did you know that people look at you funny if you start spouting off facts, and having your nephew call the animals by their actual names? Probably not the best decision on my part, but how else is a 2-year old supposed to remember cockatoo, when Bolly is a much easier and interactive way to learn? We saw (almost) all the animals, my favorites being the black-footed cats, poison dart frogs, and the wallabies. His favorites being the bear, the frogs, the snakes, and the bird that talked back to him (aka: Bolly). But my nephew, of all people, would find, out of the ENTIRE zoo filled with lots of unique animals, the parakeets (or budgerigars) the most entertaining. Quality. Yes, he got cranky towards the end, yes he did seem more interested in trying to climb into the exhibits so that he could play in the water, but he did have fun, and learned some things, which is really nice to see. He knows what a saki monkey is because of me, and that little nugget of knowledge made me happy. I loved learning about animals and seeing them, and it made me feel at home. Being at the zoo reminded my of two things: 1. I'm not ready for a kid, and 2. This world we live in is full of unique, interesting, and incredible things. All so important, and all so fascinating. We should appreciate that more often.
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