So Friday brought the first snow of the 2017 winter season, and can I just say YUCK!!
I get that snow is simply a matter of fact when you live in this area. I really do. But did it have to start SO damn early this time around??
I know there is no point whatsoever in bitching about something that is completely and utterly out of my control, but that doesn't mean bitching doesn't make me feel just a tiny bit better, because it does.
Sunday, November 5, 2017
Thursday, November 2, 2017
I GOT A DOG!!!!!!
So I have wanted a dog all my own for my entire adult life. Something that I picked out and raised from a puppy. Some 4-legged canine that I could be there for and love and take care of for its entire life. I've been bringing this up to Jason for months and he's repeatedly shot me down for several valid, logical reasons. But last month something changed and he gave in and took me to get a puppy!!!
His name is Bosco, and he's about 4 months old now...
He is a purebred beagle, and he is the 4-legged love of my life. He is SO CUTE and SO SWEET and SO PLAYFUL and I am SO FREAKING HAPPY!!!
He is also my new snuggle buddy...
And did I mention how much better my naps are these days?
This little love bug is my baby boy, and I look forward to so many happy years of walks, playtime, puppy kisses and companionship.
Oh, and did I mention the fact that he thinks he's a shoulder dog??
His name is Bosco, and he's about 4 months old now...
He is a purebred beagle, and he is the 4-legged love of my life. He is SO CUTE and SO SWEET and SO PLAYFUL and I am SO FREAKING HAPPY!!!
He is also my new snuggle buddy...
And did I mention how much better my naps are these days?
This little love bug is my baby boy, and I look forward to so many happy years of walks, playtime, puppy kisses and companionship.
Oh, and did I mention the fact that he thinks he's a shoulder dog??
Saturday, May 27, 2017
Vacation!
Today is the first day of my first real and proper vacation in a very long time. A vacation where I am actually GOING somewhere. In this case I am going to visit my best friend and soul sister in Los Angeles.
I am of course very excited for this trip, although I'll be more excited when the plane I haven't boarded yet lands safely in LA. Assuming the plane doesn't crash and my severe fear of flying doesn't cause me an aneurysm, I'll have many adventures to write about as the week goes on.
Fingers crossed!
I am of course very excited for this trip, although I'll be more excited when the plane I haven't boarded yet lands safely in LA. Assuming the plane doesn't crash and my severe fear of flying doesn't cause me an aneurysm, I'll have many adventures to write about as the week goes on.
Fingers crossed!
Tuesday, January 3, 2017
Making Changes
Well hello there 2017, I didn't see you come in. How are you? Have you been briefed on what happened with your predecessor? Are you ready for what's ahead?
Yeah, me neither. But all we can do is try.
I'll tell you what I'm going to do this year 2017, I'm going to make myself better. Not in a great big, grandiose way, but in several small ways that, given enough time, will eventually become greater than the sum of the parts. I'm going to start by giving up sweets. Not forever, but definitely for now. Over the last several months I have developed a physical addiction to chocolate, and that's not an addiction my health or my waistline can afford to keep up. I'm also going to start walking. 30 minutes on the treadmill every evening will not only get me into a more active state of mind, but will also help get my waistline back down to a more reasonable size.
Now I want to make it very clear 2017 that these are not resolutions. These are changes that I am making to my lifestyle. These are some little things I am doing to make me a better version of myself.
I'm going go and relax for a while. I hope you're able to handle things 2017. Let me know if there's anything I can do for you.
Yeah, me neither. But all we can do is try.
I'll tell you what I'm going to do this year 2017, I'm going to make myself better. Not in a great big, grandiose way, but in several small ways that, given enough time, will eventually become greater than the sum of the parts. I'm going to start by giving up sweets. Not forever, but definitely for now. Over the last several months I have developed a physical addiction to chocolate, and that's not an addiction my health or my waistline can afford to keep up. I'm also going to start walking. 30 minutes on the treadmill every evening will not only get me into a more active state of mind, but will also help get my waistline back down to a more reasonable size.
Now I want to make it very clear 2017 that these are not resolutions. These are changes that I am making to my lifestyle. These are some little things I am doing to make me a better version of myself.
I'm going go and relax for a while. I hope you're able to handle things 2017. Let me know if there's anything I can do for you.
Saturday, November 26, 2016
Thanksgiving 2016
This Thanksgiving was the first holiday in our new, blended family, and can I just say... It was PERFECT!! Hands-down the best Thanksgiving I have ever been a part of. Everything from the food to the company was absolutely phenomenal, and I couldn't be more grateful for my life right now if I tried.
J's parents came into town to Spend Turkey Day with us (they live in Moxee, WA). This was their first time meeting my daughters, and that went really well. My children were charming and adorable as usual, and won their hearts over in no time. MY parents also came over for dinner, which made me happy in a way I can't properly describe. So J's parents got to meet them as well, and that was just a great. My parents really like his folks, and vice-versa. Even our dads, who are generally both quiet and non-talkative with a hint of social awkwardness got along really well. They have a lot of things in common and were chatting away for a good hour before dinner was ready. Watching them was both amusing and heart-warming.
The food, once everything was done cooking and served up, was absolutely fantastic.
Out menu included Turkey (courtesy of J and myself), Ham (courtesy of my step-mom Dianna), Cranberry Sauce (Me and Dianna each made some), Stuffing (Jason), Broccoli Souffle (Jason), Green Bean Casserole (Dianna), Mashed Potatoes (Yours Truly), King's Hawaiian Rolls (Walmart), and Gravy (Jason). Not just any gravy, mind you... this was the absolute best, most DELICIOUS gravy I have ever had in my life. I was literally eating it by the spoonful before dinner was officially served.
This holiday marked the first of many. many more to come for J and I, and I can't wait to see how the rest of them go. I am so grateful and full of love and joy right now.
J's parents came into town to Spend Turkey Day with us (they live in Moxee, WA). This was their first time meeting my daughters, and that went really well. My children were charming and adorable as usual, and won their hearts over in no time. MY parents also came over for dinner, which made me happy in a way I can't properly describe. So J's parents got to meet them as well, and that was just a great. My parents really like his folks, and vice-versa. Even our dads, who are generally both quiet and non-talkative with a hint of social awkwardness got along really well. They have a lot of things in common and were chatting away for a good hour before dinner was ready. Watching them was both amusing and heart-warming.
The food, once everything was done cooking and served up, was absolutely fantastic.
Out menu included Turkey (courtesy of J and myself), Ham (courtesy of my step-mom Dianna), Cranberry Sauce (Me and Dianna each made some), Stuffing (Jason), Broccoli Souffle (Jason), Green Bean Casserole (Dianna), Mashed Potatoes (Yours Truly), King's Hawaiian Rolls (Walmart), and Gravy (Jason). Not just any gravy, mind you... this was the absolute best, most DELICIOUS gravy I have ever had in my life. I was literally eating it by the spoonful before dinner was officially served.
This holiday marked the first of many. many more to come for J and I, and I can't wait to see how the rest of them go. I am so grateful and full of love and joy right now.
Sunday, October 9, 2016
Willing Suspension of Disbelief
So last night J and I went to Scarywood Haunted Nights. Not familiar with that name? No worries, I gotcha covered - just go here here: http://www.scarywoodhaunt.com
What did I think of the adventure, you ask? Well I'm glad you asked, because I thought it was fifty shades of freaking AWESOME!! From the zombie riddled train ride to the horrific cannibalism-themed haunted house, I loved it. I spanned the whole spectrum from mildly startled, to majorly creeped out, to "Oh my God this is SO SCARY - why didn't I wear my brown pants?!"
J had a great time too. He thought most of the attractions were cool, and I'd say that made up for about 10% of his enjoyment. The other 90% of his kicks came from watching me LOSING MY MIND from fear.
HE wasn't scared of much there, because he knew that none of it - zombies and chainsaw wielding psycho's included - was actually real. He was amused by the fact that I actually believed there was danger, that the zombie hissing 2 inches away from my face really was going to eat me. I did my best on the post-midnight ride home to explain that I have what I've always referred to as 'willing suspension of disbelief'. That basically means that, while I know in my mind that the monsters and other things going bump in the night aren't real, I can put that knowledge on hold - back burner it, if you will - and I can let myself believe that all of those thing are real, VERY real, and that they are all out to get me. That's why I get so into movies and such. And that's why I lost my voice screaming last night. The fact is, I'm exactly the kind of person that these places want to have as a patron; the kind of person who starts screaming at the beginning of the haunted house, and doesn't stop until I'm safely out the other side.
It was definitely a great night for me and my honey, I can totally see myself going back to that in the future. Bravo Scarywood, bravo!
What did I think of the adventure, you ask? Well I'm glad you asked, because I thought it was fifty shades of freaking AWESOME!! From the zombie riddled train ride to the horrific cannibalism-themed haunted house, I loved it. I spanned the whole spectrum from mildly startled, to majorly creeped out, to "Oh my God this is SO SCARY - why didn't I wear my brown pants?!"
J had a great time too. He thought most of the attractions were cool, and I'd say that made up for about 10% of his enjoyment. The other 90% of his kicks came from watching me LOSING MY MIND from fear.
HE wasn't scared of much there, because he knew that none of it - zombies and chainsaw wielding psycho's included - was actually real. He was amused by the fact that I actually believed there was danger, that the zombie hissing 2 inches away from my face really was going to eat me. I did my best on the post-midnight ride home to explain that I have what I've always referred to as 'willing suspension of disbelief'. That basically means that, while I know in my mind that the monsters and other things going bump in the night aren't real, I can put that knowledge on hold - back burner it, if you will - and I can let myself believe that all of those thing are real, VERY real, and that they are all out to get me. That's why I get so into movies and such. And that's why I lost my voice screaming last night. The fact is, I'm exactly the kind of person that these places want to have as a patron; the kind of person who starts screaming at the beginning of the haunted house, and doesn't stop until I'm safely out the other side.
It was definitely a great night for me and my honey, I can totally see myself going back to that in the future. Bravo Scarywood, bravo!
Tuesday, September 6, 2016
Catching Up - Part 2
A lot has gone on since I last posted in here. So much to tell but so little to say... I'm not sure where to begin, so I'll just jump into the big news. I am moving!!
Yes, after a year and 7 months in the 2 bedroom apartment that was my first dwelling after my divorce, I am now moving into a house in Airway Heights. Why Airway Heights, you ask? Well the fact of the matter is that I have found love again. Real, true, beautiful love that has enriched me and my life in so many ways for the last year and a half. And my love happens to live in Airway Heights. Not my ideal location for a forever home, but I'd move to the edge of the world to be with this guy, so Airway Heights is a pretty good deal.
The guy in question (let's call him 'J') is, in short, the most wonderful man I have ever met in my life. I could spend several paragraphs giving you all of the reasons WHY he's the most wonderful man I've ever met, but for the sake of time and my fingers I'll just sum it up thusly: I have found the person that God and the Universe designed just for me. Does that make me the luckiest girl I know? You bet your sweet a** it does!
So things have been absolutely wonderful for the last year and a half, and J and I have only fallen more and more in love, and we have decided to co-habitate as the next step in our relationship. What about M1 and M2 you ask? Don't worry, they are completely happy and excited that the 50% of the time they spend with me will now be spent with me, J, J's dog Gracie and my cat Oscar. They both understand that Mommy and J are together and in love, and they know that the four of us (six, counting the furries) are family.
The big move is coming up - 4 days from now on September 10th, and I couldn't be more excited about getting everything over here and unpacked and put away. The few things I have brought to J's house already - books, shoe rack, clothes, have already been integrated nicely. Oscar has also been brought over, and the meet and greet between cat and dog was completely without problem. It turns out that the 4 1/2 lb little girl dog is the butch, and the 9 lb big boy cat is the bitch. Who would have thought?
I have to go now... My first self-appointed task in my new home is to bake a pie, and if the smells drifting in here from the kitchen are any indication, it should be just about done. Take care, one and all. I shall post again after the move is complete.
Yes, after a year and 7 months in the 2 bedroom apartment that was my first dwelling after my divorce, I am now moving into a house in Airway Heights. Why Airway Heights, you ask? Well the fact of the matter is that I have found love again. Real, true, beautiful love that has enriched me and my life in so many ways for the last year and a half. And my love happens to live in Airway Heights. Not my ideal location for a forever home, but I'd move to the edge of the world to be with this guy, so Airway Heights is a pretty good deal.
The guy in question (let's call him 'J') is, in short, the most wonderful man I have ever met in my life. I could spend several paragraphs giving you all of the reasons WHY he's the most wonderful man I've ever met, but for the sake of time and my fingers I'll just sum it up thusly: I have found the person that God and the Universe designed just for me. Does that make me the luckiest girl I know? You bet your sweet a** it does!
So things have been absolutely wonderful for the last year and a half, and J and I have only fallen more and more in love, and we have decided to co-habitate as the next step in our relationship. What about M1 and M2 you ask? Don't worry, they are completely happy and excited that the 50% of the time they spend with me will now be spent with me, J, J's dog Gracie and my cat Oscar. They both understand that Mommy and J are together and in love, and they know that the four of us (six, counting the furries) are family.
The big move is coming up - 4 days from now on September 10th, and I couldn't be more excited about getting everything over here and unpacked and put away. The few things I have brought to J's house already - books, shoe rack, clothes, have already been integrated nicely. Oscar has also been brought over, and the meet and greet between cat and dog was completely without problem. It turns out that the 4 1/2 lb little girl dog is the butch, and the 9 lb big boy cat is the bitch. Who would have thought?
I have to go now... My first self-appointed task in my new home is to bake a pie, and if the smells drifting in here from the kitchen are any indication, it should be just about done. Take care, one and all. I shall post again after the move is complete.
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