Tomorrow is the official last day of our vacation and I guess I am bathed in the pre blues of it ( Read more... )

My dad-crush at work asked about me because he was worried about me. Cue me giggling like I was half my age. Man... he was worried about me. *sigh* If it wasn't that I love my husband and I LOVE his wife I would want to read more into this than he is just the sweetest guy who likes to worry about people. (He is that kind of person, by the way. He ( Read more... )

We are in MCO, apparently deciding not to just run away and live in Cinderella's castle. (I lobbied for it but Timm used his logic to distract me. Damn logic, I could have been a PRINCESS.) We will be home in... like. 9 hours? Oh dear lord, that is a lot. Plus we have to change planes in Carolina and then take a redonkulously long flight home. I am ( Read more... )

Shockingly enough I did sleep last night, even though I was like a little crack addict at Dance class, bouncing between the two teachers and giggling whenever I could. I must have been pretty freaking tired, cause I lay my head down at 12:15 and my body just clicked off ( Read more... )

You know what kind of grinds my gears? When sports players, upon signing a deal that is so FECKING ridiculous that I can't even think about it, use the phrase, "Feeding my kids." Yea, I know it is a phrase and it is usually pretty tongue and cheek but whatever. Unless you have 800 kids? You are pretty freaking good as a starting out player in the ( Read more... )

I am alive! Promise. Just restarted work and am like... ass busy. I work with 18 months on MWF and 4 year olds on TTh. I couldn't tell you which was more energetic. Which... yea.  I am EXHAUSTED. So tired. And I have been having trouble sleeping. But I went to my therapist yesterday, and that was probably the best decision I ever made.

I edited the ( Read more... )

Safe. Safe. Safe. I know it sounds stupid, but every time I travel I get the "Impending Doom" thing that drives me just a bit more batty every time. Hung out with Timm's friend Val and his little brother (whose name just won't stick, for no other reason that I am brain dead). Played Mini Golf, and Go Karts and hung around Zia ( Read more... )

So I kind of promised my brother that I would help him move if he absolutely needed me to. And then he called me and said that he REALLY did need me to and I was like... ooookay. Sure. What does this entail? Well, that entails flying to Colorado (thankfully my dad is paying for that flight) and driving my brother's truck from Colorado to Portland ( Read more... )