I really love my life right now.
My garden, actually back and front yard look fab. I am very proud of the butterfly garden. The only thing I lament is having to uproot my patchouli. It was wilting. So I tried moving Leetha (that was her name) to another place. Nothing worked. She RIP in the trash on the side of the garage. Just when she was starting to smell like patchouli. Shame. BUT I can say I've had no other problems. Annuals tend to be temperamental. You think if they knew they were going to die before long they'd try to hold on. Heck, they're plants. I really need to take pictures. I always say I'm going to post pics but I never do. Eh. I get sidetracked/busy.
The baby daddy situation is going really well. He treats me like a princess. He has helped me tremendously with the housework and general errands. Especially Chloe. They get along like bread and butter.
My ducks are little darlings. They're quite good swimmers. I was impressed. They took to our pond so well. They like to eat the fairy moss. My duck Jimmy is being obsintant. I was like "oh great. first c and now you.nice." He doesn't like to snuggle as much. He'd much rather sit on my lap and watch everything. I just want to cling and baby him. This situation parallels mine with C when she started crawling and asserting her independence. I know how to let go. It's just hard you know.
Petunia is nice. She never shuts up. She peeps all day. She doesn't care for Jimmy much. She prefers the company of Pierre my neighbors duck. There is 3 of them. You know that whole triadic segregation. I never found it fun to be part of a trio. One always gets shunned.
Anyhow. I'm at school right now. I just got out of class. Which is filled with riders of short busses. Not literally though. They're just they average or below average intelligence people that don't really care. I'd say out of that whole class maybe 3 out of 10 want to be there and learn. One day they'll get past it and enjoy school. I hope for themselves.
I'm still waiting for my jeans to come in the mail. I got a pair of roxy and a pair of paul frank. I'm a size 3 now. I fit into them comfortably. Fitting into my pre-c jeans would be unrealistic. I was like what? a 0? Maybe a 1. Whatever is was I looked crackly.
I ordered the Nars book make up your mind. I'm really fond of Nars now. I also ordered Kevin A. making faces. I admit it. I apply make up like a tool. My sister did my make up recently. I looked like the sistine chapel compared to the way I do it. I need to watch her more closely. She's really good at the whole hair and make up thing. I'm clueless. Eh I guess it's not a bad thing. It's not good either.
What else...Chloe is doing well. She has recovered. She's happy to have her dad around too. She has two people fussing over her now. She loves it.
After this I need to go pay for C's daycare and then go buy groceries. I am in dire need of a haircut.
The baby daddy situation is going really well. He treats me like a princess. He has helped me tremendously with the housework and general errands. Especially Chloe. They get along like bread and butter.
My ducks are little darlings. They're quite good swimmers. I was impressed. They took to our pond so well. They like to eat the fairy moss. My duck Jimmy is being obsintant. I was like "oh great. first c and now you.nice." He doesn't like to snuggle as much. He'd much rather sit on my lap and watch everything. I just want to cling and baby him. This situation parallels mine with C when she started crawling and asserting her independence. I know how to let go. It's just hard you know.
Petunia is nice. She never shuts up. She peeps all day. She doesn't care for Jimmy much. She prefers the company of Pierre my neighbors duck. There is 3 of them. You know that whole triadic segregation. I never found it fun to be part of a trio. One always gets shunned.
Anyhow. I'm at school right now. I just got out of class. Which is filled with riders of short busses. Not literally though. They're just they average or below average intelligence people that don't really care. I'd say out of that whole class maybe 3 out of 10 want to be there and learn. One day they'll get past it and enjoy school. I hope for themselves.
I'm still waiting for my jeans to come in the mail. I got a pair of roxy and a pair of paul frank. I'm a size 3 now. I fit into them comfortably. Fitting into my pre-c jeans would be unrealistic. I was like what? a 0? Maybe a 1. Whatever is was I looked crackly.
I ordered the Nars book make up your mind. I'm really fond of Nars now. I also ordered Kevin A. making faces. I admit it. I apply make up like a tool. My sister did my make up recently. I looked like the sistine chapel compared to the way I do it. I need to watch her more closely. She's really good at the whole hair and make up thing. I'm clueless. Eh I guess it's not a bad thing. It's not good either.
What else...Chloe is doing well. She has recovered. She's happy to have her dad around too. She has two people fussing over her now. She loves it.
After this I need to go pay for C's daycare and then go buy groceries. I am in dire need of a haircut.