Ok so....this crazy in-between nothingness limbo period I've been in for the past almost-year is ending!!!

I was accepted to Pearson today!

I seriously danced in circles of joy in the infant room and I did not care!

Maybe this will inspire me to actually update this thing again. :)

waitlisted.

:/

Oh lord. I have an interview for what could possibly be job #2 tomorrow. Not sure if I'm totally ready to kiss all of my free time goodbye, however, I am definitely ready to have an extra paycheck. I need them dolla dolla bills if I ever plan to move my ass outta here. And this job, while not glamorous, would look decent on my resume. So we'll see ( Read more... )

You guys do not know a good time till you've had several whiskey sours with Lizmo and LizMom. And then had Lizmom get real close to your face and exclaim, "His genitals!" several times. And then laughed your ass off because Lizmo got her arm stuck in the banister. Sadly, we ran out of whiskey sours far too soon ( Read more... )

I'm heading to Rochester in a half hour for my Pearson interview. I'm anxious to get it over with, but I haven't really experienced that nauseating bottomless-pit-in-your-stomach feeling yet. So that's good. I think I'm pretty well prepared. But who knows? It's an hour long interview...I just can't imagine what I'll be asked that could possibly ( Read more... )

Ugh, whoever stabbed that cute pitbull at the animal shelter downtown deserves to DIAF majorly. I know, I know, you don't usually think cute when you hear about pitbulls, but this one had such sad puppy eyes, and I'm not even a dog lover. How could you stab a doggie ( Read more... )

( Think of this not as spamming your friends page, but as helping you to procrastinate... )

And, according to one of my two year olds, duckies say meow. My children are future mensa members. But anyway, the important news of the day is ( Read more... )

Oh, man. I just submitted my application to Pearson. *crosses fingers*

Lord help me, I don't know what the hell I'll do with myself if I'm not accepted. We just won't think about that now...

I think it's time for some wine!

Two year old Ari asked me that at work yesterday. I was just like, "Uhh, yes it is! Let's look at this pretty book!" Cause you have to distract them with shit like that and not make a big deal or else they'll go around saying, "Boob!" all day and trying to feel you and everyone else up. Seriously. Experience. But yeah, babies and toddlers are my ( Read more... )