There goes my hero

My dog.

She's my secret keeper.
She's my most loyal companion.
She's the best friend I have ever had.
She's my protector.

Unless there's a vacuum visible or you open a bag of chips. Then she's hiding under a bed.

Truth hurts. So?

Sometimes who you seek when you need advice matters more than what they say. When you go to someone who will always take your side you lose. Every time. Doesn't even matter what they say.  You might as well talk to yourself, it does less damage. Getting a false sense of what is right can be dangerous. A true friend or ally is the one that tells you the truth and not what you want to hear. If you find yourself going to the same person over and over it's not because you trust them. It's because you are weak and need validation. These people are the ones in the same situation year after year.

That concludes my rant of the day.

Wilco will love you baby

So I planned on writing a whole thing about how it sucks when songs you used to love remind you of people you now hate. I was in the car with K earlier and she requested Wilco, a band I've loved for years. I put on an old album and she asked for the newest one so she could sing along. OK, I love every song on this album and play it often even though it reminds me of friends I no longer wish to remember. I love to share my music and shared this band often.

While K and I sang the words to all the songs I realized that if music evokes a happy memory keep it. Even though I had a truly unhappy childhood there were some moments of joy. Every now and then I'll hear a song from that time and smile. I choose the tone of my mood. I can play Wilco and think of a fun summer rather than a friendship gone bad.

Besides I just made a new memory, listening to this song will now remind me of driving along PCH on a beautiful summer afternoon.

Enjoy the song, it's a good one.

On a side note:

If you happen to be one of those friends please stop reading this. Delete the link and move on.

Stalking and lurking is unhealthy.