Yup, we did it! I’ll write more later when I have pictures and more time to say all I want. It was incredible. I love my husband, I love my family, I love my friends, I love chocolate. Really, not much has changed…thank you to everyone who was there. It truly was wonderful.
Number One: Molly hates leaves. She hates everything about them. She hates how they crunch underneath her paws. She hates how they obstruct her view of squirrels. She hates how they leave no clean spot of grass on which to relieve herself. Now when we go on our walks, she frantically jumps from spot to spot of leafless concrete, and looks back at me as if to say, “Seriously, what the FUCK is up with these leaves?! Get a rake woman!”
Number Two: Molly’s internal organs can digest absolutely ANYTHING. Inluded are chocolate cake, fruit snacks, charcoal, kittens and liquid drano. Yesterday, after we caught her drinking a gallon of water out of our toliet which had been freshly treated with drano, I sat up half the night waiting for her to go into convultions. She snored a bit, but other than that no strange side-effects. Fucking dog.
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So today, after a long ass, horrible, sickening day at work, I came home to more drama and found myself on the back deck sobbing for 20 minutes. 20 minutes I sat out there with Molly sniffing my neck, probably wondering “What the fuck happened to this one?” I think I finally hit my breaking point where too much is too much and I physically can not deal with everything that is going on. RIght now I’m sitting here, contemplating whether or not I should do the work I brought home with me or just take my ass to bed.
Basically, what I’m saying is that I may not be writing much lately. I thought that maybe I could use some of you, my faithful readers (or reader, as the case may be) to post for me. Send me emails or your horrible and/or wonderful days and I’ll post them here. At least until I find enough sanity to think of something to write myself.
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Holy fucking God, I’m married!
/2 Comments/in Wedding /by MeganYup, we did it! I’ll write more later when I have pictures and more time to say all I want. It was incredible. I love my husband, I love my family, I love my friends, I love chocolate. Really, not much has changed…thank you to everyone who was there. It truly was wonderful.
And she didn’t even barf
/2 Comments/in Molly /by MeganYesterday I learned two things about my dog.
Number One: Molly hates leaves. She hates everything about them. She hates how they crunch underneath her paws. She hates how they obstruct her view of squirrels. She hates how they leave no clean spot of grass on which to relieve herself. Now when we go on our walks, she frantically jumps from spot to spot of leafless concrete, and looks back at me as if to say, “Seriously, what the FUCK is up with these leaves?! Get a rake woman!”
Number Two: Molly’s internal organs can digest absolutely ANYTHING. Inluded are chocolate cake, fruit snacks, charcoal, kittens and liquid drano. Yesterday, after we caught her drinking a gallon of water out of our toliet which had been freshly treated with drano, I sat up half the night waiting for her to go into convultions. She snored a bit, but other than that no strange side-effects. Fucking dog.
Thought I’d let you know
/0 Comments/in Wedding /by MeganSo today, after a long ass, horrible, sickening day at work, I came home to more drama and found myself on the back deck sobbing for 20 minutes. 20 minutes I sat out there with Molly sniffing my neck, probably wondering “What the fuck happened to this one?” I think I finally hit my breaking point where too much is too much and I physically can not deal with everything that is going on. RIght now I’m sitting here, contemplating whether or not I should do the work I brought home with me or just take my ass to bed.
Basically, what I’m saying is that I may not be writing much lately. I thought that maybe I could use some of you, my faithful readers (or reader, as the case may be) to post for me. Send me emails or your horrible and/or wonderful days and I’ll post them here. At least until I find enough sanity to think of something to write myself.