Louisiana…. One of the few places in the world where you can get sunburn and frostbite in the same week.
being stressed about money is nothing new for the holidays. I know it stresses my husband more than me, because his entire family is pretty well-to-do. Christmas is HUGE for them. We’ve been struggling since we were married. Unplanned pregnancy, unplanned wedding, another unplanned pregnancy, my health issues, me not working and being in school, so basically I feel immune to stress right now. We never planned for our lives to end up this way, but we’re doing our best. We have a roof over our heads, and food, and most months we can pay our bills, so that’s a win for me. It just means we can’t do a lot of special stuff during special times, which I think is ok, all things considered. I mean, I don’t feel shame for being “poor” (in the American, first world sense) most days, only when I start comparing myself to others. But honestly, there will always be someone higher than you and me on the financial totem pole, unless you’re a billionaire, and I’m pretty sure they still compare themselves to other billionaires, because people are ridiculous and human.
I applied for a job at Winn-Dixie and Jamin doesn’t want me working at a grocery store, but I’m thinking seriously about it. They’ve called me for an interview and I’m still thinking about it. Beggars can’t be choosers, right? Gotta start somewhere while I’m not in school.
I just needed to put this out there.
*I accidentally took two doses of my Zoloft yesterday, so that’s 400 mg in 24 hours….I feel…really good. Can this be my regular dosage?
My first kiss was with my best friend Katherine. We were curious about French kissing that we’d heard all about from the older girls. I think we were about 7 or 8? I spit in her mouth cuz I thought it would be funny. Needless to say that was the last time I kissed a girl.
My first “real” kiss was with my first boyfriend, Scott. I was 22. Yeeeppp. I made a big deal out of it, and being the diva I sort of am, told him what song I wanted to be kissed by. I think it was “what a wonderful world” by Louis Armstrong. He wanted to have it his own way though, so he spent a week looking for a song. “Kiss to build a dream on.” He was such a romantic and a really great kisser.
Anonymous asked: I think you are so sexy. Every time I see your smile, I imagine what your pussy must look like.
That was fast. And very inappropriate.
Anon, you did not disappoint! ;-)
I missed the final project due date….ruh roh…thought it was due Friday.
and I don’t care. Officially less stressed now that I know I don’t have to do it.
I feel guilty about not caring, damn you emotions.
When I was at community college I was a teacher’s pet, got straight A’s, and school was LIFE.
I wish I had finished before I had kids….because I don’t feel like I’m able to put anything before my family right now. It kind of sucks for me, on a professional and personal enrichment level. I think I’m doing the right thing, though. I won’t regret it.
Reblog if you want a really inappropriate anonymous compliment.
I would SO love this.
But seriously, you guise. I want this. Say inappropriate things!
Go for it.
Guys never do this, so why not…
because I am genuinely curious / afraid…