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I took this today... I thought you might like it...

Doggie day...

Today was my first day at New Horizon's Dogs. They train dogs to help other people. I enjoyed myself. But (due to the nature of my blog) a lot of interesting things happened. To start off, the boss lady told me as soon as my Mom left, "I am going to work you to death, if you don't think you can handle it, call you mom and leave." She did not lie! My first task was to clean out the puppy pen. So the first part to this was removing the puppies from the pen. Holy cow! Those things can move! Oh and by the way, it has been raining alot over here. I go to grab one of these fifty pound puppies and it blots one me, leaving me in the mud. I get up and hit my head on a metal bar (I still have no clue why it was there). After running around like a mad man (mostly true, I am some what crazy) I finally capture those four legged rascals. Next thing was to clean the pen out. Ugh! That was nasty! Oh well... I got it done... Wait... I forgot to tell you something... while cleaning it out I stepped in... guess what... wrong... not doggy poo... I stepped in water. Ok not in water, it landed on me. I got under this tarp to clean the ground under it and on the way out my back hit the edge causing all the old slimy water to pore all over me. I was soaked. They train these dogs to open gates and they have these crazy hard locks on all the kennel doors, well one to the workers forgot to lock the gate, an one of the dogs opened all the doors. So when I stood up after being soaked I saw all the dogs running around. This was a nightmare. Then the goats got involved. This is to stupid to make up, we have dogs and goat running everywhere, and me soaked and slimy wondering what I should do. Food! Dogs and goats both love food... We got them all put up and the gates locked. And that was my day today...

I sould not be allowed to bake!

Yesterday I was asked to bake cookies. I said yes... first mistake. I had to soften the butter, but I didn't have time to let it sit out for a hour or so... I wanted nuke it but my Mom gave me a glass bowl and told me to melt it in the oven. I walked away for a minute and while I was gone the bowl EXPLODED! So I started over. I melted more butter. After that I had to mix the butter and the other ingredients together. So I broke out the mixer... I was mixing away when my finger (don't ask me how) got caught in the mixer! That hurt soooooooo bad... I called for help but everyone thought "oh he's lying..." "HELP ME!!!!! OUCH!!!!! I"M GUNNA DIE!!!!" well... that worked... my brother came, saw, and went to get my mom, who, came, saw, and went to get my dad. At this point I'm on the ground about to cry like a little girl... And after all this... the cookies were... umm... YUCKY! I learned that baking is most definitely a girls sport.

Why I don't like funerals...

A week ago from yesterday I had to go to a funeral for my great aunt. This funeral was about 100 miles away, and with gas prices being what they are, my mom didn't feel like driving. We meet up with my grandparents in a gas station parking lot and rode with them. For some reason (completely unknown to me) they let my mom drive. During the long drive I heard every embarrassing story about me that could possibly be told. About five miles away from our final destination our car broke down... Five miles... So my grandparents rode home with the tow truck and the car back to their house. We got a ride to the funeral. When we got there I was creeped out, it was in the dead lady's back yard! On a golf course! I have been to many funerals but this was the first that had a full bar. While I was talking cousin from GA when he pointed to a man and told me that he was this guy that is on T.V. (For those of you how live in FL it was the appliance direct guy) who drives me CRAZY! I nearly died... right then and there... I needed two thing some time alone and some water. I looked everywhere and could not find water. After much searching I discovered it... the water was at the bar... so I go to the bartender and ask "can I get some water?" With out word of a lie he looks at me and says "WATER? You look like you need some Vodka!!!" "Ummm.... uhhh.... cough... ummm.... thanks?..." I replied. "I think I'll stick with water. When I finally found my Mom she had moved on and was talking to someone else. So, as always, I walk in at the worst part of the conversation. I walk up and hear from a cousin: "I love family reunions... their a good place to see family, enjoy good food, and find a date." My family is really WEIRD!

First post

Ok... sooo I'm not going to tell you the normal stuff that you read on a first post, like, this is my first post, instead, I'm going to tell you the purpose of this blog. I have created this to be able to step back, take some time away from my crazy life, and make others laugh. It has been said that laughter is the best medicine, so I hope touch you life with stories from my everyday happenings. These stories are true (or mostly true...). And I will try to update you as often as I can.

~Landon