HOLA FROM NOLA!
Made it to the dirrty, dirrty (Louisiana) in one piece without stopping. The move was quite easy as my brother and Richard England moved most of my stuff, YES! Slipped away from Austin with a pretty good idea of who I'm gonna miss and talk to from a distance, and a pretty good idea of who I won't. So if you find yourself removed from my f-list, well...let's not front, it doesn't suit me.
I'm crispy from sitting in the sun too long today, and the ice-pop hands of my nephew feel delightful right now. It's good to be with the kids for the week. Elise is 5 and Jack is 3 and they're too much fun for words. They make me laugh and tear with their utter cuteness, and I can definitely say I'd like a couple. (SHHHHHHHHH, that means...)
I'm crispy and wrapped in confusion...between the move, the transition of living with the parental units, and realizing I have no control over who I love, let's just say I'm glad that I'm here and alone.
Speaking of being alone...The divorce on Tuesday did NOT go through. The dickwad royally screwed up the divorce decree, and now I must either wait 6 more months or fork out a couple of grand to amend it. Can we guess which one I'll be doing? ugh.
Also, I got a ticket yesterday for no seat belt as I was SITTING in my PARKED car on the phone. This happened right after court, and I was already fuming. Take it from me, there's no better way to release steam than by telling a cop, GO FUCK YOURSELF! It was classic Maggie. What made the scenario better was this black woman across the street saw the whole thing and heartily said to her friend, "OOOOWEEEE, that white girl just told that cop to go fuck hisself!"
Aw, the great movie moments of life.
I'm crispy from sitting in the sun too long today, and the ice-pop hands of my nephew feel delightful right now. It's good to be with the kids for the week. Elise is 5 and Jack is 3 and they're too much fun for words. They make me laugh and tear with their utter cuteness, and I can definitely say I'd like a couple. (SHHHHHHHHH, that means...)
I'm crispy and wrapped in confusion...between the move, the transition of living with the parental units, and realizing I have no control over who I love, let's just say I'm glad that I'm here and alone.
Speaking of being alone...The divorce on Tuesday did NOT go through. The dickwad royally screwed up the divorce decree, and now I must either wait 6 more months or fork out a couple of grand to amend it. Can we guess which one I'll be doing? ugh.
Also, I got a ticket yesterday for no seat belt as I was SITTING in my PARKED car on the phone. This happened right after court, and I was already fuming. Take it from me, there's no better way to release steam than by telling a cop, GO FUCK YOURSELF! It was classic Maggie. What made the scenario better was this black woman across the street saw the whole thing and heartily said to her friend, "OOOOWEEEE, that white girl just told that cop to go fuck hisself!"
Aw, the great movie moments of life.