Thursday was an absolutely horrible day.
In between phone calls to my mom and my best friend I sat at my desk and sobbed.
After 17 years, it was time. He was old and ready to make his entrance into animal heaven, but that did not make it one teeny tiny bit easier. My Barnee kitty had [...]
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6 Dec
The Circle of Life
29 Jun
Don’t tell Grandma
Jeff’s mom spoils me rotten. And she did it again for my birthday.
With a new Coach purse. (She promises she got a rock star deal so that makes me feel a little less guilty about her getting me another beautiful bag.)
She knew when she walked in on Saturday that she was going to be “in [...]
23 Jun
A few photos of Jack
This is the lame stuff I make Jack do. Pose next to a vase of flowers. He clearly hates me here. Ha.
“Mama, I’m hot.”
“Ok Lovee, here is a sheet. And a fan. And yes, we’ll turn on the AC for you.”
(And that’s how we gave in and turned on the air.)
10 Jun
On Jack
I know people are trying to be friendly and all, but give me a break.
Around our condo building no one knows our name. We’re simply Jack’s Mama and Jack’s Daddy. Even when people talk to us to our face. That though, I don’t really mind.
You know that theory about how it takes a village to [...]
4 May
Another post I’ll likely have to delete when we end up homeless, or something
I have sort of a sad thing to admit here: I have more money in my savings account than I’ve had in probably seven years. That’s what being unemployed will do for you, I guess.
When I lost my job, I thought the money part would be the hardest part. We were already living paycheck to [...]
25 Mar
Some days are hard
Every day is not going to be easy.
Especially the days when I sign onto my favorite job hunting websites to see no new jobs. Or just unpaid internships. It’s hard looking for a job. Even harder when you’re not really sure what you want to do with your life. I’ve considered moving across the country, [...]
10 Sep
We still exist
We are still alive. Enjoying the beginning of fall. Snuggling in sweats whenever we can fit it in. That’s all I’ve got for now…
…I promise to return with something more substantial soon.
23 Apr
Heart Breaker
This photo breaks my heart into about a million little pieces. The beagle (’s daddy) text messaged his doggie (owner) friends this weekend about going to the nature trails. And this is where the (pathetic) baby sat waiting for a response. He never got one. Awww.
In the end, we still went hiking. No worries.
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