I completely forgot that today is my 1 year anniversary at my company.
I've actually been here 1 year and 9 months but due to a contract with another company I wasn't hired on as an employee until last year on this day.
And only a week before my hiring date, I was more stressed out than I have ever been in my life. The interview process was very intense - 4 seperate interviews with different managers within my department. Just thinking about it stresses me out.
Ugh. Seriously, I have to stop talking about it. I can feel my blood pressure rising...
Anyway, happy anniversary to me.
October 31, 2006
Bad Manners or Conniving Woman?
If you see a man moving out of a house that is owned by an attractive woman of the same age, would you have the nerve to call and ask for his number?
That is exactly what happened to my sister Jill yesterday.
She broke up with her boyfriend recently and he finally came back to get the remainder of his things 2 nights ago. As he was leaving the house, the neighbor across the street happened to be outside with her friend and they had a casual conversation. Then the next morning, the neighbor's friend called my sister and asked for her ex-boyfriend's phone number!!! Can you believe that???
That is exactly what happened to my sister Jill yesterday.
She broke up with her boyfriend recently and he finally came back to get the remainder of his things 2 nights ago. As he was leaving the house, the neighbor across the street happened to be outside with her friend and they had a casual conversation. Then the next morning, the neighbor's friend called my sister and asked for her ex-boyfriend's phone number!!! Can you believe that???
This Mornings Conversation
Logic: (looking at my gloves) Remember how my mom bought you a really nice pair of gloves last xmas but you took them back to the store because your sister bought you a pair too? (in a very quizzical, snide tone)
Me: Honey, that was you.
Me: Honey, that was you.
October 30, 2006
Blogroll
You may have noticed that my blogroll is gone.
It all started when Guy pointed out that my blogroll links weren't working. He was kind enough to give examples of what HTML should look like in the template and what mine looked like. So I spent about a half hour correcting the mistakes and updating the roll only to find that the links were somehow overlapping and covering some of my actual posts.
In a moment of frustration I deleted the entire thing. And I haven't looked back since. In my opinion it's one less thing to worry about.
I may change my mind and upload my friends and mentors in the future, but for the time being don't be hurt if you don't see your blog on my site.
It all started when Guy pointed out that my blogroll links weren't working. He was kind enough to give examples of what HTML should look like in the template and what mine looked like. So I spent about a half hour correcting the mistakes and updating the roll only to find that the links were somehow overlapping and covering some of my actual posts.
In a moment of frustration I deleted the entire thing. And I haven't looked back since. In my opinion it's one less thing to worry about.
I may change my mind and upload my friends and mentors in the future, but for the time being don't be hurt if you don't see your blog on my site.
And Now, the Rest of the Story
Remember Paul Harvey? I don't mean to insinuate that he has passed on, because he hasn't. I only say that because I completely forgot about him. My sister, Jade forwarded an email that included some amazing statistics regarding his career on the radio and it brought back some memories.
Of all the AM radio my parents subjected me to growing up, I can only think of one station that I enjoyed... I've blocked out the actual station, but I can tell you that it included stories by Paul Harvey.
On drives to the post office or the library, or any other place that I dreaded going as a kid, I can remember pretending to sleep so I could stay in the car with the radio on.
I'm sure if I were to listen to him today, I would find a great deal of comfort in hearing his voice.
Of all the AM radio my parents subjected me to growing up, I can only think of one station that I enjoyed... I've blocked out the actual station, but I can tell you that it included stories by Paul Harvey.
On drives to the post office or the library, or any other place that I dreaded going as a kid, I can remember pretending to sleep so I could stay in the car with the radio on.
I'm sure if I were to listen to him today, I would find a great deal of comfort in hearing his voice.
For Future Reference
The Seattle Metro does NOT allow any flammable substance on their busses. This is important to note when running late for an appointment and carrying a camping lantern.
October 26, 2006
Strangers with Candy Quote
"I wasn't pushing you away. I was pulling me toward myself."
~Noblet to Jellyneck.
~Noblet to Jellyneck.
A Shift
A few weeks ago, while in Salt Lake City, I was irritable. The entire trip was draining and I just wanted to be home. On top of all the stress, I had a 10 year old attached to my leg. She wanted to do everything I did, and go everywhere I went. It was impossible to enjoy the time with her because her behavior was so taxing. Halfway through lunch one day it hit me. THIS is how my older siblings felt about me. All I wanted whenever we were together was to spend time with them. I would cancel plans, change my routine, if only to spend more time with them. And as I struggled to get their attention, they became more and more annoyed with me.
It was at that moment that I felt a shift in the way I viewed the relationship I have with them. I realized that I'd been putting forth all the effort for something that suddenly felt very false.
This feeling wasn't as surprising as I'd expected. I guess I'd felt this way for quite some time. But spending that time with my neice was what brought those feelings to the surface.
It was at that moment that I felt a shift in the way I viewed the relationship I have with them. I realized that I'd been putting forth all the effort for something that suddenly felt very false.
This feeling wasn't as surprising as I'd expected. I guess I'd felt this way for quite some time. But spending that time with my neice was what brought those feelings to the surface.
Jack-ass O'Lantern
A term used during the month of October to describe someone who is being rude.
*copyright by Logic
*copyright by Logic
October 23, 2006
"Your Mother was a hampster and your father smells of old elderberries".
For some unknown reason, this phrase occasionally pops into my head.
Yes, I've seen Monty Python, but not in some time. And it isn't as if I have the entire movie memorized. Yet, for some reason, this phrase has made an impression on my brain and occasionally has to remind me that it's there.
Do you have any phrases like that?
Yes, I've seen Monty Python, but not in some time. And it isn't as if I have the entire movie memorized. Yet, for some reason, this phrase has made an impression on my brain and occasionally has to remind me that it's there.
Do you have any phrases like that?
October 17, 2006
An American In Paris
My sister, Jill owns her own catering company. It's not how it sounds. She doesn't cook. She sets up functions for her clients and pretty much makes the rules. It's because of this that Jill has a lot of flexibility. And a lot of money.
So when her friend Sheila mentioned she would be in Paris for 5 days last week, Jill decided to take the week off and join her. This was Jill's first trip to Europe but not her first last-minute vacation. Sometimes I wonder how she's able to do things that most people only dream of. Then I'm reminded that she has sacrificed a lot to get where she's at. She's 38 and single. Not that it's a bad thing to be single, but Jill wants to be in a relationship. So it's been quite a sacrifice for her.
I say, if you can't have a man at least be an American in Paris.
So when her friend Sheila mentioned she would be in Paris for 5 days last week, Jill decided to take the week off and join her. This was Jill's first trip to Europe but not her first last-minute vacation. Sometimes I wonder how she's able to do things that most people only dream of. Then I'm reminded that she has sacrificed a lot to get where she's at. She's 38 and single. Not that it's a bad thing to be single, but Jill wants to be in a relationship. So it's been quite a sacrifice for her.
I say, if you can't have a man at least be an American in Paris.
Kitchen Update
Logic and I are pluggin along on the renovation of our condo. Some days it doesn't feel like it, but according to Logic we have come a long way. In the midst of all the chaos our cats are doing quite well. In fact, George takes it upon himself to survey the situation, which is how he got his new nickname - Supervisor.
He comes into our work space and meows at us. Meowing orders, that is. He's a stickler when it comes to details and doesn't like to see us taking breaks.
Now that I've officially inducted myself into the Crazy-Cat Lady Hall of Fame - I will leave you with this picture. George is inspecting the cupboard.
The Man Period Cont.
I've come to the realization that my co-worker may not have a man period but may, in fact, be able to sense mine and therefore leaves me alone for a day or two.
During his last period, I realized we were syncing up. Which I found amusing until I noticed a pattern. Now I'm convinced that he doesn't have a period at all. It's just that I'm so unbearable for those few days that he knows better than to talk to me.
During his last period, I realized we were syncing up. Which I found amusing until I noticed a pattern. Now I'm convinced that he doesn't have a period at all. It's just that I'm so unbearable for those few days that he knows better than to talk to me.
Thank You Tom
Due to bad timing and a break-up, I received a gift card to a salon meant for my brother's ex-girlfriend. I really liked Katie, so I was sad to see her go but when Tom mentioned giving me the gift card intended for her, I couldn't help but be a LITTLE happy that she left. (isn't' that awful?).
So last night I went to Habitute here in Seattle and received my first facial. Since it was only a week after my birthday, I decided to splurge a little and get the extended package (ha! I said extended package!!) which not only included the facial but also a scalp, hands, and feet massage. Let me tell you - the entire 2 hours were amazing. But when Debbie started brushing my hair I immediately tried to remember everything I could smell, see, hear and touch because that was a major pinnacle of my life. (I also thought of Paige because I used to make her do that for free ;) ).
Leaving the salon at 8:00 last night, I felt so relaxed, so nurtured. All I could think about was how to conference call every woman I know to tell them they need a facial.
So last night I went to Habitute here in Seattle and received my first facial. Since it was only a week after my birthday, I decided to splurge a little and get the extended package (ha! I said extended package!!) which not only included the facial but also a scalp, hands, and feet massage. Let me tell you - the entire 2 hours were amazing. But when Debbie started brushing my hair I immediately tried to remember everything I could smell, see, hear and touch because that was a major pinnacle of my life. (I also thought of Paige because I used to make her do that for free ;) ).
Leaving the salon at 8:00 last night, I felt so relaxed, so nurtured. All I could think about was how to conference call every woman I know to tell them they need a facial.
October 13, 2006
Drug Testing
My office is very relaxed. We've had pajama day, okay?
But only a moment ago, a senior administrator walked around and asked everyone what they enjoyed drinking. A friend joked that he only smoked and snorted.
After she left I couldn't help but wonder if that's my company's way of drug screening.
*in all actuality, there was left over liquor from happy hour last week and she surprised us by bringing some drinks to our desks.
But only a moment ago, a senior administrator walked around and asked everyone what they enjoyed drinking. A friend joked that he only smoked and snorted.
After she left I couldn't help but wonder if that's my company's way of drug screening.
*in all actuality, there was left over liquor from happy hour last week and she surprised us by bringing some drinks to our desks.
Is That a Sign?
Okay, so I may have a problem. I *might* spend a good chunk of my day surfing one particular site that has a really nice variety. It's easy to get carried away and realize a half hour later that you're at work and shouldn't be tracking down a size 7 Seychelles boot. But that hasn't stopped me. Especially since I currently have a gift card to the site.
A moment ago I was flipping from one page to another when an advertisement came up for a book called "Shopaholic Takes Manhattan" (which I've read, btw). I'm wondering if this product placement was spontaneous or a sign that I may have a real problem.
A moment ago I was flipping from one page to another when an advertisement came up for a book called "Shopaholic Takes Manhattan" (which I've read, btw). I'm wondering if this product placement was spontaneous or a sign that I may have a real problem.
October 12, 2006
October 10, 2006
Birthday from 6 pm to the end
Despite my attitude toward the first half of the day, I have to say the birthday in all was pretty nice. Not only did I receive an un-countable number of emails, ecards, IMs, texts and voicemails from loved ones but I also managed to get a surprise birthday cake delivery from my friend Joanne. After work, Logic picked me up and offered to take me out to dinner. I wasn't feeling well so we headed straight home.
He lit the fire and went off to change his clothes. Wanting to spend the evening with him, I stood my ground against the warmth of the fire. Shortly thereafter my willpower shut down and I decided to lie on the couch while I waited for him. Only a few minutes later, Logic emerged from our room to find myself and our two cats asleep, curled up in front of the fire.
Being the tender, selfless husband that he is, he left me there to rest peacefully.
What a great way to end the day.
He lit the fire and went off to change his clothes. Wanting to spend the evening with him, I stood my ground against the warmth of the fire. Shortly thereafter my willpower shut down and I decided to lie on the couch while I waited for him. Only a few minutes later, Logic emerged from our room to find myself and our two cats asleep, curled up in front of the fire.
Being the tender, selfless husband that he is, he left me there to rest peacefully.
What a great way to end the day.
October 09, 2006
Happy Birthday, You're a Grown Up
Birthdays don't suck because you're getting older. They don't suck because it's a constant reminder of the things you want to do but haven't yet.
No, birthdays suck because they will never be as good as they used to.
When you get older, people forget about your birthday. People who are important to you. Like your co-workers, that you see everyday. Or the friends that you've kept in touch with for 15 years. Those friends that call you the second their baby takes its' first step but can't even remember to call you and be excited about the day you were born.
So instead of waking up to streamers and a box full of cupcakes that you have to maneuver through bus aisles and classroom doors, you wake up to "happy birthday honey" (if you're lucky enough to have a significant other who cares enough to remember) and a nice swift kick in the ass once you head into work and realize that, back there in bed, was the only recognition you will get today.
Your birthday.
No, birthdays suck because they will never be as good as they used to.
When you get older, people forget about your birthday. People who are important to you. Like your co-workers, that you see everyday. Or the friends that you've kept in touch with for 15 years. Those friends that call you the second their baby takes its' first step but can't even remember to call you and be excited about the day you were born.
So instead of waking up to streamers and a box full of cupcakes that you have to maneuver through bus aisles and classroom doors, you wake up to "happy birthday honey" (if you're lucky enough to have a significant other who cares enough to remember) and a nice swift kick in the ass once you head into work and realize that, back there in bed, was the only recognition you will get today.
Your birthday.
October 04, 2006
Random Question
How do people without parents get through a cold?
I can't get through a flu without needing to talk to my mom. I could care less what she talks about, I just need to hear her voice.
I can't get through a flu without needing to talk to my mom. I could care less what she talks about, I just need to hear her voice.
October 03, 2006
Tim McGraw, How Do You Do It?
First you sang "Don't Take the Girl" and I couldn't hear it without sobbing.
Then your latest single came out. "My Little Girl" just had me crying at my desk.
How do you do it?
Then your latest single came out. "My Little Girl" just had me crying at my desk.
How do you do it?
Renovation Recipes
It's been nearly 2 months since Logic and I took on the task of renovating our condo. Being the over-achievers that we are, we took on too much and are now completely burnt out. After coming home to a dirty house after a hectic week in Salt Lake we decided we needed to finish our kitchen project so we can at least put things back into place and be able to cook.
Sandwiches, cereals, and take-out have overstayed their welcome and we are in desperate need of some creative recipes as we finish up.
Which is why I've decided to give you homework...
Here is what we have to work with:
crock pot
wok
quesadilla maker
george foreman grill
sandwich maker (ie: makes grilled triangles)
toaster
Please take into consideration that we have NO counterspace right now so prep work is out of the question, nor are we able to cook anything on our stove. A microwave is a possibility. Most of our dinnerware is either boxed or covered in sawdust so anything that would work with paper plates is preferred.
If you have any recipes that fit into this very small category, please send them my way as soon as possible. We're wasting away over here.
Thanks in advance.
Sandwiches, cereals, and take-out have overstayed their welcome and we are in desperate need of some creative recipes as we finish up.
Which is why I've decided to give you homework...
Here is what we have to work with:
crock pot
wok
quesadilla maker
george foreman grill
sandwich maker (ie: makes grilled triangles)
toaster
Please take into consideration that we have NO counterspace right now so prep work is out of the question, nor are we able to cook anything on our stove. A microwave is a possibility. Most of our dinnerware is either boxed or covered in sawdust so anything that would work with paper plates is preferred.
If you have any recipes that fit into this very small category, please send them my way as soon as possible. We're wasting away over here.
Thanks in advance.
Happy to be Home
After my expections of the SLC trip were dashed I was prepared for anything. Well, almost anything.
Logic and I printed our boarding passes off the computer and got to the airport an hour and a half early on Sunday just to find there was no curbside check-in nor any resemblance of order inside the airport. Our options were to waiting in an hour-long line just to be re-directed to another line where we would hand over our luggage or tip a skycap to take our luggage straight away. Hmm. Tough choice.
Yeah, so we flagged down a skycap and proceeded to check our luggage in. He informed us that our bag was 6 pounds too heavy so we'd either need to take 6 pounds out of our ONE PIECE OF LUGGAGE FOR 2 PEOPLE or pay an extra $25!!! We were surprised since we actually had less in our luggage than when we flew over a few days prior. When we brought that to the skycaps attention he told us that he didn't hear that because if he had, he would be required to charge us $50 instead of $25. What a favor he was granting us, huh?
We relented and payed $25.
Then we got in the security line only to learn that we were the only people in all of SLC who had ever been on a plane before. No one understood what the hell they were required to do and the line moved at a snail's pace. After 45 minutes of waiting, Logic and I finally got through security and had a half hour to get to our gate.
The flight itself wasn't bad. I slept most of the way. But as we descended into Seattle, Logic's nose started bleeding. By the time the plane landed, he had blood all over his shirt.
I need another vacation.
Logic and I printed our boarding passes off the computer and got to the airport an hour and a half early on Sunday just to find there was no curbside check-in nor any resemblance of order inside the airport. Our options were to waiting in an hour-long line just to be re-directed to another line where we would hand over our luggage or tip a skycap to take our luggage straight away. Hmm. Tough choice.
Yeah, so we flagged down a skycap and proceeded to check our luggage in. He informed us that our bag was 6 pounds too heavy so we'd either need to take 6 pounds out of our ONE PIECE OF LUGGAGE FOR 2 PEOPLE or pay an extra $25!!! We were surprised since we actually had less in our luggage than when we flew over a few days prior. When we brought that to the skycaps attention he told us that he didn't hear that because if he had, he would be required to charge us $50 instead of $25. What a favor he was granting us, huh?
We relented and payed $25.
Then we got in the security line only to learn that we were the only people in all of SLC who had ever been on a plane before. No one understood what the hell they were required to do and the line moved at a snail's pace. After 45 minutes of waiting, Logic and I finally got through security and had a half hour to get to our gate.
The flight itself wasn't bad. I slept most of the way. But as we descended into Seattle, Logic's nose started bleeding. By the time the plane landed, he had blood all over his shirt.
I need another vacation.
Ambushed in a Starbucks Parking Lot
Friday afternoon may not have included a gondola ride through the canyon or a screaming descent down a mountain on a zipline, but it was still a nice day. After Thursday, I was fully aware that any plans I had were not going to be fulfilled and that I needed to just go with the flow. So after lunch at The Redrock Brewery in Park City I was pleasantly surprised to find myself at the top of Olympic Park watching ski and luge practice. Afterward, Dominique (Logic's step-sister) offered to stop at Starbucks before our drive back into the city.
Logic and Emily chose to stay behind while Dominique, Christian and I went inside. We were halfway to the entrance when we heard a man introduce himself to Logic as a representative of Jesus Christ. (To which he replied: "Hi, I'm a representative of myself". heehee!)
Dom and I looked at each other and hesitated. Knowing full well what was happening, she asked if she should be worried that her daughter would be baptized by the time we got back with our coffee. I told her that Logic would protect Emily and that we should run quickly away from the awkward situation. Luckily, upon returning to the car, the man was gone and little Emily was still without a Mormon registration card.
One question: How many people convert in front of a coffee shop?
Logic and Emily chose to stay behind while Dominique, Christian and I went inside. We were halfway to the entrance when we heard a man introduce himself to Logic as a representative of Jesus Christ. (To which he replied: "Hi, I'm a representative of myself". heehee!)
Dom and I looked at each other and hesitated. Knowing full well what was happening, she asked if she should be worried that her daughter would be baptized by the time we got back with our coffee. I told her that Logic would protect Emily and that we should run quickly away from the awkward situation. Luckily, upon returning to the car, the man was gone and little Emily was still without a Mormon registration card.
One question: How many people convert in front of a coffee shop?
Lost in SLC
Last Thursday was supposed to be the beginning of my vacation. But it wasn't.
The morning started slowly but by noon it was obvious that this trip was much less about relaxing and much more about fulfilling family obligations. I had very few expectations, but was hoping to have some time to enjoy the company I was in and maybe go on a gondola ride through the canyon.
Instead, I spent the majority of the trip trying to convince my mother-in-law that it was impossible to please everyone, visiting neices and nephews at their soccer/football/ballet events and maneuvering my way through a city I'd never driven in before.
There were a few highlights... it wasn't ALL bad. For instance, I finally met Logic's uncle and his family. And I had a nice afternoon in Park City on Friday. But there was also a low point. A very low point where I found myself swearing and screaming up a storm in the car with Jade.
We had just finished watching Alexandria's ballet practice when we were finally free to do a little shopping. So the two of us got directions from Tanji (step-sister and Alexandria's mom) and headed south on the freeway. But we soon remembered that SLC has a funny habit of naming their streets by one number and using another for directions (ex: 2300 is known as 23rd. who does that?) and couldn't remember if Tanji was referring to the actual number or the local number when she told us to get off at 22nd. After driving for 15 minutes, we decided to get off at the next exit and call Jade's step-dad who grew up in the city.
It was a moment of desperation. We didn't have many options, but looking back - calling Stephen should have been our LAST resort. AFTER circling the city and trying to ask missionaries for directions. You see, Stephen has a habit of acting like he knows the answer when he, infact, didn't even understand the question. After 5 minutes on the phone Jade realized Stephen was giving us directions back to grandma's house instead of to the mall. She quickly got off the phone with him and shot me a look that could only mean we were on our own.
After much more swearing, screaming and laughing at how rediculous this situation was, we found the mall. Unfortunately, we only had 40 minutes to look around before we had to get back to grandma's for dinner.
On top of getting lost, we both found ourselves trying on clothes that happened to be unflattering and way too small. So the trip was a complete disaster. We left knowing we'd be late for dinner AND that we were fat.
The morning started slowly but by noon it was obvious that this trip was much less about relaxing and much more about fulfilling family obligations. I had very few expectations, but was hoping to have some time to enjoy the company I was in and maybe go on a gondola ride through the canyon.
Instead, I spent the majority of the trip trying to convince my mother-in-law that it was impossible to please everyone, visiting neices and nephews at their soccer/football/ballet events and maneuvering my way through a city I'd never driven in before.
There were a few highlights... it wasn't ALL bad. For instance, I finally met Logic's uncle and his family. And I had a nice afternoon in Park City on Friday. But there was also a low point. A very low point where I found myself swearing and screaming up a storm in the car with Jade.
We had just finished watching Alexandria's ballet practice when we were finally free to do a little shopping. So the two of us got directions from Tanji (step-sister and Alexandria's mom) and headed south on the freeway. But we soon remembered that SLC has a funny habit of naming their streets by one number and using another for directions (ex: 2300 is known as 23rd. who does that?) and couldn't remember if Tanji was referring to the actual number or the local number when she told us to get off at 22nd. After driving for 15 minutes, we decided to get off at the next exit and call Jade's step-dad who grew up in the city.
It was a moment of desperation. We didn't have many options, but looking back - calling Stephen should have been our LAST resort. AFTER circling the city and trying to ask missionaries for directions. You see, Stephen has a habit of acting like he knows the answer when he, infact, didn't even understand the question. After 5 minutes on the phone Jade realized Stephen was giving us directions back to grandma's house instead of to the mall. She quickly got off the phone with him and shot me a look that could only mean we were on our own.
After much more swearing, screaming and laughing at how rediculous this situation was, we found the mall. Unfortunately, we only had 40 minutes to look around before we had to get back to grandma's for dinner.
On top of getting lost, we both found ourselves trying on clothes that happened to be unflattering and way too small. So the trip was a complete disaster. We left knowing we'd be late for dinner AND that we were fat.
October 02, 2006
Re-shui'd
Our place has been a mess for nearly 2 months! We thought we'd redo the flooring first so the carpet came up. Then we realized the odds of getting paint stain, etc on the new flooring and decided to work on the kitchen cupboards first. Once we began sanding the cupboards we discovered the wood underneath was authentic oak so our white paint no longer seemed appropriate.
We spent the next 3 weeks sanding and resanding the oak in our kitchen and finally started to stain and interior paint last week. By this weekend, we're hoping to have the poly on and the cupboards clean enough to be refilled with their goods.
After that, we should be picking up our new sink on the 11th and can finally install the granite tile countertops.
Once the kitchen is back in order, we'll be able to lay the maple flooring that has been acclimating in our bedroom for 2 weeks. And assuming that doesn't take us more than 2 weeks, we might, JUST MIGHT have our house put back together by the time Paige and her family come visit in November.
Re-shuing is harder than I thought.
We spent the next 3 weeks sanding and resanding the oak in our kitchen and finally started to stain and interior paint last week. By this weekend, we're hoping to have the poly on and the cupboards clean enough to be refilled with their goods.
After that, we should be picking up our new sink on the 11th and can finally install the granite tile countertops.
Once the kitchen is back in order, we'll be able to lay the maple flooring that has been acclimating in our bedroom for 2 weeks. And assuming that doesn't take us more than 2 weeks, we might, JUST MIGHT have our house put back together by the time Paige and her family come visit in November.
Re-shuing is harder than I thought.
Happy Sucky Birthday Jade
September 27th started out poorly for Jade.
She woke up at 5:00 and drove 3 hours to the PDX airport with her parents. She then flew 2 hours to Salt Lake City and was greeted by family who had all but forgotten her birthday. And to top it off, she was notified by her step-dad the day before that her 2 cats (who are living with them temporarily) were thrown out of the main house and jailed in the guest room behind the garage due to another cat's distaste for them.
By the time I arrived in SLC that evening, ready to celebrate with Jade, she was already in bed because she didn't feel well.
Happy Fucking 24th Birthday Jadey!!
She woke up at 5:00 and drove 3 hours to the PDX airport with her parents. She then flew 2 hours to Salt Lake City and was greeted by family who had all but forgotten her birthday. And to top it off, she was notified by her step-dad the day before that her 2 cats (who are living with them temporarily) were thrown out of the main house and jailed in the guest room behind the garage due to another cat's distaste for them.
By the time I arrived in SLC that evening, ready to celebrate with Jade, she was already in bed because she didn't feel well.
Happy Fucking 24th Birthday Jadey!!
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