It snowed before Thanksgiving, which left snow on my pumpkin and a very angry Momma fifteen minutes away. After it melted, we did the turkey. I had a huge, gut-wrecking sad because while I don't have a lot of memories with my parents around the holidays, it was more that my father wasn't here to be impressed by all of my cooking. His little eyes ( Read more... )

First off, you must go back and read my last day at the House and my last day at the Floor, because those entries are a tid bit more important than this entry ( Read more... )

Randomness alert: I changed around my user info, as well as my journal. While I loved that the Skunk ate the Condom, it definitely was going on a year, and now I have more fun stories about clients. That, and I was WICKED tired of the purple, so ta-da! I like the light blues, and it sort of matches the winter-ish mood ( Read more... )