I’m not sure why the housing gods hate me, but they really, REALLY do. I’m moving at the end of July… and that will be my fourth official move in a little over a year. Think about it. Pack the box, load the box, unload the box, move the box into the new house, unpackContinue reading “The Housing Gods.”
Somedays I’m in a bad mood. I don’t want to get up, I don’t want to shower, I don’t want to go to work… I just want to lay in bed. Today was not one of those days. I woke up… the sun was shining, I walked Charlie, got ready, and everything was just peachy.Continue reading “Those Days.”
Quote of the day. My mom to my dad: “I thought I smelled Marajuana earlier… but I think its just you. Are you wearing your fufu juice?” That’s all.
Charlie got into a brawl at “Four Paws” Dog Park today. That’s what you get for leaving your mini-blue squeaky ball out for other dogs to steal. Idiot. Maybe if he’d really “catch on” to fetch we wouldn’t have these issues. I fight with that little jerk everyday and now he has to go makeContinue reading “Just can’t take him anywhere.”
I’m a salt person. There are no if’s, and’s or but’s about it. I need (in the I will kill for it) french fries, potato chips, popcorn, soy sauce… ok, you get the picture. That being said there are a few “sweet somethings” that I absolutely cannot say no to… and my friends/family know exactlyContinue reading “So what? I’m a salt person with a weakness.”
I have to shower. Depending on what I’m doing sometimes I’ll take two showers in one day, ALWAYS washing my hair. Really is there a point in showering if you don’t wash your hair? No. I’m not one of those people that can go for three days and no one would be the wiser thatContinue reading “Showers.”