Yesterday Mia dropped this off at the place where I do my internship. Mia is a mom of a student and we've been supporting her in meetings with the social services regarding her son and helping her write applications. I wasn't there when she came but when I came back I found two rose plants and cards for me and my supervisor thanking us for our support and help. My first thought was that I am just horrible with plants but looking at the plant now just feels heart warming. I think it's more or less common knowledge that as a social worker you're not going to get much recognition or thanks for your work. It was really sweet of Mia to get us this.
I just came back from jogging *gasp* and swimming *shock* outside. The weather is fantastic right now and it feels like summer. Dad's going to visit this weekend so it will be fun.
Something happened recently that made me think that I'm at fault for my bad choices in men, like there's a pattern with guys that I keep repeating. After reflecting a lot on this, wondering why I've developed this pattern, I found out about an hour ago that there was no actual pattern. He's just a stupid jerk.
After watching Gossip Girl I'm constantly tempted to write "xoxo" at the end of every email I send but I can feel free to do it in an email to my 6 year old cousin. Kids at that age are so cute, she lives in California but I live in Sweden yet she wrote:
"well, I have a lot of drawings so maybe on summer you can come to our house. So can you if your parents let you
Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease."
She also sent this: