I'm terrible at keeping up with this thing.
My birthday is coming up, I'm super excited.
I'm going to be sitting realllll pretty....an entire birthday month.
Cause I mean, I didn't actually think i'd make it this far.
I still want to move.
I turned down a man offering to buy me a pink heartcut diamond ring...Because no matter what, i'd never be with a man that doesn't understand it takes more than money to impress me. Fuck the six-figures.
work's going well, I love my boss. He told me yesterday night that I get free limo service whenever I want, that's pretty fun.
Morgan and I did about triple the sales last week our first night back together than anyone else has done in the last month or two.
We're good for business.
I still hate watching the news, and it still depresses me.
I want to build a secret house for Rory and raise him away from all the fucking terrible shit going on...Cause there's no god damn way I'm going to have him turn out like kids are now.
Went and saw oliver sunday, he's always great. I loveeee having 5-star chef friends, he teaches me things AND feeds me yummy food... Not to mention kimleng came over and he's my sushi chef. The best.
I'm going to travel so much this month and next.
I want to move so bad but I promised my boss I wouldn't just dip until he tells me to, and I've been trying to make sure I keep true to what I promise these days/say these days.
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here's some photossss;
my darling little son is gettin' sooo big.
Oli, Sam and I eating the best sushi ever.
My best friend Morgan and me at our spot. FONGS!!!