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Once again it's been quite a while since I've updated. A lot of days, events and moments have passed. Things are pretty damn good for a girl two weeks out of surgery. I'm a bit sick of being at home though. I'm excited for jogging and yoga and button down shirts and sexy bras and other future shopping............
After all the years of struggling with my mom and wanting some validation that I was not crazy, she has been diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder. The relief both my sister and I felt was enormous. We wish our mom didn't have it but at least we know it's an illness and not us being horrible kids. Getting blamed for parents divorcing really messes a kid up.
It'll still take a little time to clean out that closet, but it's a lot easier to deal with now.
The doggies are doing really well, Riley has grown sooo much. He is so tall now and bratty. Yet he's still a baby and a cuddle bug at night, he has to be touching either pat or myself at night. H's 5 months old and weighs about 40 pounds already. He's a little suck, but he's also curious and brave (except when tarps flap in wind).
Since I still can't go out to do much I've been really lucky that friends have been visiting. Some from seemingly around the corner others from other provinces. I'm grateful for visits whatever the reason.
I finally found my little corner coffee shop. Well I didn't really find it I guess but found out it's opening soon on our corner. Yay.
This weekend should be great, hope we get a little sunshine soon.
Love
After all the years of struggling with my mom and wanting some validation that I was not crazy, she has been diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder. The relief both my sister and I felt was enormous. We wish our mom didn't have it but at least we know it's an illness and not us being horrible kids. Getting blamed for parents divorcing really messes a kid up.
It'll still take a little time to clean out that closet, but it's a lot easier to deal with now.
The doggies are doing really well, Riley has grown sooo much. He is so tall now and bratty. Yet he's still a baby and a cuddle bug at night, he has to be touching either pat or myself at night. H's 5 months old and weighs about 40 pounds already. He's a little suck, but he's also curious and brave (except when tarps flap in wind).
Since I still can't go out to do much I've been really lucky that friends have been visiting. Some from seemingly around the corner others from other provinces. I'm grateful for visits whatever the reason.
I finally found my little corner coffee shop. Well I didn't really find it I guess but found out it's opening soon on our corner. Yay.
This weekend should be great, hope we get a little sunshine soon.
Love