Why today sucked and then didn't

This morning, the second I woke up, I had a feeling that today was going to suck. 

Is there anything worse than "knowing" your day is going to be miserable and you haven't even taken off your covers??

I think know not. 

It all started when I woke up without internet. -_____-

It went out righhttt before I went to bed and I figured it had to do with the storms we were having. 

Guess I was wrong. 

I then spent a good 10 minutes trying to fix it and couldn't. So the thought of having to call Comcast when I got home made me even more miserable. 

 Then, as I was getting ready, I dropped my must-have powder  on the flower and it broke into 8 shmillion pieces. 

Insert an even bigger flat face: -_____________-

*thank god I had an extra on hand!*

Lastly, before the clock even struck 5:40 in the morning, I was dyingggg for my tiny pot of vaseline for my lips. They have been so dry lately that I have been wearing the clear vaseline at night, but was determined to find my pink pot to help give me some color while at school. I knew that it had to be in my hurricane of lip products and as I was looking, where did I find it?

At the fucking bottom. 

-_____________________-

I then had to dump allll of them out on the bed to get that damn little pot. 

As I scurried out of the house, I simply kept m-effing my day and even began thinking about how I knew that I was going to come home and write a blog post titled: "Why today sucked." 

But as you can see, that's not the case, because surprisingly my day took a turn for the better. 

It all thankfully started during journalism when 3 of my students told me I looked like Stephanie Tanner. They were looking into the spin off that is coming out and I about died! What a freaking long shot! 

But we then sang cheetah girls together (wish I was kidding) and they made me feel super old when they informed me that they were 5 when high school musical came out. 

I'm sorry, what?!?!

Needless to say we talked about some hard hitting stuff in journalism. 

Then when I had my sixth graders, one class pointed out that I looked "extra fierce" today. They argued that it was the dress, but I argued that it was because I wasn't assigning homework. Either way, there is nothing like relying on comments from 11-12 year olds to boost your mood!

And the day ended with my internet being fixed in less than 10 minutes by following a few steps online. Talk about a win! 

However, I'd like to note that the powder is still on the floor in my bathroom. 

I might just leave it there for a hot minute to remind me that things do get better. 

Puppy Update aka I'm Still Alive

Nothing like not blogging for a solid month. 

I would think about blogging and then would be like, "nah, tomorrow..."

and then before I knew it, "tomorrow" became about 35 days later. 

hashtag typical. 

Any who, I decided to come back with a puppy update, because my mother told me I needed to. 

True story. 

It is neat to go back to February when I blogged about sending out my deposit and now my future pupster is officially 3 weeks old!! 

Originally my apricot dream of a puppy was due March 19th and I planned on naming him Finn, but unfortunately on St. Patrick's Day, Finn and the rest of the litter didn't survive. I essentially laughed off the entire situation because my puppy dying before he was even mine is the epitome of my life. 

I decided to go for the next liter that was due on March 28th, but had to give up on the dream of having an apricot baby. I originally was beyond upset, but I'm dealing with it. 

Needless to say, my future puppy was born on March 28th and he's the cutest!

Well, it has actually taken a bit of time before his cuteness developed. 

I look back at the picture of the day he was born and think he looks like a rat. 

(I'm already acting like a mother by claiming my "child" is the cutest even though he clearly was not.) 

As of right now I will visit him on May 9th (!!!) and then officially pick him up on May 23rd! 

Can you say losing my mind for the next 34 days?

I NEED to start buying him some things in the near future because I am DYING to get those cute little, baby tennis balls and some monogramed blankets because I. AM. A. MESS. over getting allll the dog things. 

And yes, I said monogramed blankets. 

Particularly monogramed baby/swaddle blankets, because I will force teach him to be a cuddler unlike the puppy I grew up with. 

However, the monogramed blanket does mean that I HAVE ANOTHER NAME!!

And let me tell you. Finding ANOTHER name has been a PROCESS. 

Or should I say, proc/mess?!

INTRODUCING...

Fletcher. 

Ugh, I just live for his little self! 

Isn't he the cutest?! 

And what do we think about the name?!

If you hate it or think he's not cute yet, get out. 

You don't belong here. 

I wish I was kidding...