a little bit of this/a little bit of that

Sep 14, 2016

This week has been busy, busy, busy, and, as a result, I have neglected my blogging. So let’s see…

Last weekend was pretty incredible. It was so amazing to watch Dave meet the guys from Blink-182. I’m so thankful that I was able to give him that experience. We had the best time. I’ll…never forget. (Inside joke alert).
Day 14 of the blog challenge: Something I miss. MOTHERFUCKING WIFI OMFG. The latest is that Charter should be coming out to put in the lines next week, but I won’t be holding my breath.
In related news: I now have the biggest data plan Verizon offers. Like 26 GB or some such shit. It rolls over too, so that’s pretty sweet. And now I have an international plan, which will come in handy in 2017. Plans, yo.
Sometimes I feel like Amy Winehouse was supposed to be my soulmate. Her lyrics…sigh.
I saw my oncology team today. Things appear to be good, so that’s a big relief. I adore my docs.
I feel very fortunate today. I have seriously amazing friends.
My trainer kicked my ass last night and I feel everything. So sore. Also, I have stepped up the running and I’m feeling fantastic about it.
I have so many to-do lists going currently. It’s like my to-do lists have to-do lists.
Last night, D and I were hanging out in the great room and we were like holy shit this house is way too nice for us. I grew up in a shack in Ferguson. How is this even my life right now?
Every day it feels a bit more like home, however. The mirror for the entry way was finally delivered today. Getting stuff delivered to new construction is no easy feat. Nobody knows how to get to us.
I finished The Handmaid’s Tale last week and it really affected me. I remember reading it as an undergrad, but I don’t remember it making such a powerful impression. It’s a fabulous feminist text and I urge everyone to read it. It’s difficult to properly articulate how I feel, but I just feel…aware. It really spoke to me.
I adore this time of year. Our weekends book up fast and we have so many fun plans.
I feel good today. Mentally, I mean. I have another ovarian cyst, so I’m a bit fucked up physically.
I read a sign today at Siteman Cancer Center that said, “Attitude is a little thing that makes a big difference.”
xoxo

five faves for friday

Sep 2, 2016

One of my favorite things ever is cuddling Violet and feeling her purrs vibrating throughout my body. Cats are the best. I wish cat cuddles for everyone! I have been home from work most of this week, so I have gotten a bunch of cuddle time in.
Our new furniture was delivered this morning, and I am so pleased with how it looks. This place is really coming together and starting to feel like a home. We have a lot of work ahead of us, but it’s off to an excellent start. We are going to be busy little bees this weekend: unpacking, hanging, installing, cleaning, decorating, etc.
I went to Chipotle for lunch (because yum) and, once I got up to the register, two dudes that work there told me that they had paid for my food. I was like, “Why?” Dude 1 goes, “Why not?” Dude 2 goes, “We want to make sure you come back.” These guys looked to be about 20-ish, so I must be looking particularly young today if they thought they had a chance. Anyway, it felt kind of weird, but was super flattering. I’ve still got it, people. Hell yes.
I’m sneaking a chapter here and there of The Handmaid’s Tale (between unpacking boxes). I read it once a long time ago, and I loved it, but I had forgotten just how amazing it really is. If you are into speculative, dystopian fiction then this is a must read. I’m torn between reading slowly to savor it and reading quickly to see what happens (since I can’t remember anymore).
We aren’t going to have internet and cable at home for a while because Charter still needs to put in their lines. I am so thankful for the ability to use my phone as a hot spot, because I hate writing long posts on my phone. Yay technology! The kids are also grateful because it means they can still watch Netflix and FaceTime with their other parents on their iPads.

mega “on my mind” word vomit

Aug 19, 2016

I can’t even begin to adequately express how grateful I am that tomorrow is Saturday. I am going to sleep in and it is going to be glorious. I am so very tired. It doesn’t help that we stayed up way too late last night. Like 2 am late. Worth it.
We do this thing now where we come home after a date night and watch full length DMB concerts on YouTube. I dance around and sing. We drink and make out and laugh and have sex on the couch and it is everything I have always wanted.
I’m happy.
People (aka: clients) were absolutely fucking insane this week and made me question why I even bother doing this anymore. But…then you meet that one person who is so great and you feel so good about helping them that it all feels worth it again. I’m extremely grateful for that person this week.
The only downside to living together that I have discovered so far is that I read less. I really enjoy reading, so this is a bit of a bummer. But…I’m always doing something else that is equally awesome, like hanging with D and/or the kids. So then it doesn’t really seem so bad. I plan to get some serious reading done this weekend though. I need to finish Burial Rites and I want to get started on the pile of books on my nightstand. A few titles: The Woman In Cabin 10, Behind Closed Doors, and Miss Peregrine’s Home For Peculiar Children.
I picked up Freya from school this afternoon and there was some confusion regarding whether I was on the list to do so. I’ve done it before, and the one girl clearly recognized me, but she was like, “Well I’ll just call Freya’s mom really quick to confirm,” and I was like, “Um…please call her dad instead?” She looked at me all confused for a second and then it clearly dawned on her what the situation is and she was like, “Oh yeah for sure I will call the dad.” I almost laughed at the look of recognition on her face, and the relief at the fact that she didn’t step onto that land mine. Haha. Additionally, I was pleased with how excited Freya was that we were there to get her, and I got to meet one of her friends.
SO…Jackson is into girls. I was not on any level expecting this to be a thing already. I thought I’d be good until like at least 10 or 11. But nope. He’s 6 (though almost 7, to be fair) and he is getting all weird and embarrassed about girls. We teased him tonight during dinner about this girl at Freya’s school who was super interested in him. Freya was like, “Oh i think she likes you, Jackson.” Jackson got really upset and ran off. I was like…What?! So D followed him and they had a conversation where apparently it became clear that he does like girls and he doesn’t want to be teased about it. Fair enough. I just…can’t believe my little boy is growing up so fast. Like…wtf for real?
I’m hoping it doesn’t rain all weekend because the kids want me to take them to the fancy Chesterfield pool and that sounds fun as shit so I want to be able to go.
Have I mentioned that I’m happy?
11 days. ELEVEN FUCKING DAYS. 11.
These go to 11. Okay I’m done. xoxo

stuff and things

Jun 16, 2016

I need these migraines to gtfo.
I spend a ridiculous amount of money on books. No regrets though.
I do have Kindle Unlimited, which helps a bit.
Maybe I should get a library card when I move?
Currently reading: The Girls by Emma Cline & Shrill: Notes from a Loud Woman by Lindy West. The latter was my BOTM club selection for June. I’m enjoying it more than I expected.
If you are a psychological horror fan, you must read I’m Thinking of Ending Things. I finished that one last night, and even gave it five stars on Goodreads, which I almost never do.
Since D is on work travel today, we can’t celebrate his birthday until he gets home tomorrow night. Boo.
So…I’m supposed to be celebrating Danielle’s birthday tonight instead.
D is only getting better with age. He’s even sexier now than when I met him. On all levels.
I had crazy, vivid, and disturbing dreams last night. I think it was because of that book. I was trapped in this house with a bunch of people, some of whom turned into zombie like creatures, and I ended up having to kill a bunch of them. One I stabbed to death with a fucking hanger. It was cray.
Oh and speaking of birthdays…I’m going on a girls trip in August for K’s birthday. So excited!
My own birthday is a little over a month away. I’m not sure what I want to do.
Tomorrow is hair cut day, and per usual I am torn between a pixie and growing it out a bit. *sigh*
It was 102 degrees yesterday and that is just disgusting and unacceptable. Fuck summer.
I think my ex has gotten to the point where he genuinely considers us to be friends. I say this because he has been calling me a lot lately and telling me random shit about his life, like he just wants to chat or is seeking advice. I’m not getting an I want to get back together vibe from him, despite the fact that he often remarks/whines that dating is brutal and he hates it. Though that may be just because he knows that’s not even a remote possibility for me. We have been able to talk about his dating life pretty candidly for a while now, but recently he has gotten a lot better about hearing about D and Freya and our plans with the house. And sometimes he even brings it up himself. Like the other day he told me I was lucky to be in a long term, stable relationship. So…idk. I guess it’s a good thing, right?
Yesterday, he called to tell me something about our dog, Gracie. Gracie is 14 years old. She’s a miniature dachshund so apparently she could still have several years of good living ahead of her. I miss her. I would love another mini dachshund, except dogs are so much work. So high maintenance. The cat life is much easier.
Well…except when your cat is a total asshole like mine is.
This is all over the place. I could keep going, but I probably shouldn’t. Some of what is on my mind isn’t fit for public consumption. Haha.