Category: Julie White

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Abandoned on the side of the LA River

It makes me sick.  Sick to think that any human being could be so cruel as to abandon harmless puppies by putting them inside a black plastic sack and tying them to a fence beside the LA River.  Whoever could do this, obviously has NO heart.  They shouldn’t even have any kind of pet or children.  In fact, I’d hate to see what they’d do if they DID have children.

Well, I’m happy to say, my household has two new additions, Jackie and Tippy.  They are  nine week old lab, shepherd, boxer puppies and they are just too cute.

My parents were originally only going to take one, because the person that found the three puppies couldn’t keep all of them because of where they lived.  In fact, they almost ended up at the pound, but my parents took one look at them and fell in love.

Jackie actually took to my dad from the moment he held her, practically went to sleep in his arms and Tippy well she’s all puppy.

Pictures will be available momentarily so that all can see what sweet little pups these two sisters are.  I’m not kidding really.

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Blogging: Any time Any where!

The nice thing about blogs, you can work on one nearly any place.  It especially makes it convenient when your computer is a laptop and you have access to an internet hotspot.  You can literally go out in the middle of nowhere and just start writing.

This is one thing that I have always told myself that I want to do.  I love nature and I think it would be so awesome one day just to pack up my computer, phone, and instruments into my little 2005 Chevy Cavelier and drive out to some forest or beach type setting and just start writing and/or playing.

I’m a writer and a musician.  Both passions are equally important to me, although I don’t play as much as I would like, I still love taking out my saxophone and playing whatever my mind comes up with.  It’s intriguing what the mind can imagine and send to the brain which then transports to the fingers to create something that is awesome.

I can be anywhere at work and yet my mind can be somewhere else, off on some faraway journey to the great unknown that I will later record for the world to read and/or listen to when they turn on their radios or open up their newspapers.

But alas, when the end of the day rolls around and I wake up from my daydream, I am here again, sitting in front of my computer or sheet music.  I close up the documents on my desktop and put away my instruments and I sigh, because I know one day, I will take that long drive, I will get away for a few short hours and I will play till my hearts content, I will write till my hands bleed, because I know that is what I’m meant to do and I will do it.  I mean it.  I will.

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The Help… A must see!

Yesterday, I saw a really good, down to earth movie, The Help starring Emma Stone.

It’s the story of a southern girl returning from college.  She is determined to be a writer despite her classmates comments about her being single when they are married with children.  What she stumbled upon was a racism between the white families and their black maids. She ended up persuading her editor let her pursue the true story of these house maids in order to invoke that this is serious problem.

For those that want to see a good movie with a deep message, definitely see “The Help” before it leaves theaters.  You won’t regret it.

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Breaks aren’t nearly long enough

I just barely sit down on my twenty minute break, before I know it, I’ve only got less than ten minutes left and I think where’s the time go, but then I think time, it goes far too fast.

I think the older you get the faster time goes.  When you are a child, you can’t wait till you grow up and move out.  Once you turn eighteen, you rent your own apartment or move into a dorm room at college.  Then twenty five rolls around, you either love your independence or you start thinking of ways to move back home.  Thirty and unless you are married, you could be back in your old bedroom, staring at the pink walls that used to hold your innocence and you wonder where did the time go.  After thirty, time just keeps speeding past you as you try to slow down and savor the minutes of your depressing life and before you know it, that twenty minute break that used to be the highlight of your work day feels life five as you close up your computer, put away your headphones and get ready to go back to the same work you’ve been doing for the past six years, that same job that you took as a summer job to pull you through college until you get a job in your own field, but that was before this recession happened and now no one is hiring and if you quit your job, you’ll be out on the streets.

Yeah, breaks aren’t nearly long enough, you sit down, turn on your computer, put on your headphones and before you know it you are back in the same old workplace.

Oh Well!

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Words

What’s in a word. That any other would mean so many, many different connotations.

I love the spanish language. I love looking up a word that I don’t know or think I know the meaning of and finding out what it truly means.
For example, yesterday someone stuck their nose in someone else’s business when they were communicating in spanish with another employee and they totally took everything out of context.
They thought that person was talking about them and calling them a bad word.
Well I looked that word up and to my surprise found out it was a mexican greeting and not a bad word at all at least not in the context that they were using it in.
I don’t want to say the word because it could also be used in other ways but, one should be careful with any word because you never know who’s listening.
You don’t want to ever offend someone else.