November 2009
Halloween and ages.
BFF: next year when you go trick or treating, you will be FIVE!
Olivia: and how old will Max be?
BFF: Max will be 3.
Olivia: and you?
BFF: I'll be 40.
Olivia: how old will dad be next year?
BFF: he'll be 47... I think.
Olivia: when will he be dead?
October 2009
I am so tired.
Every time I visit Denver, I forget about the elevation and how it gives me headaches and causes me to drag ass until I adjust to it. But this? This is “I just spent the day with a 2 and 4 year old who have run through every emotional reaction known to man within the last two hours and even though it’s not even 7pm in my time zone and although I helped out I’m not even one of...
Dear Denver:
please stop snowing. I need to get there to hug these little people.
many thanks,
sokeri
Keep an eye on your flight status tomorrow. We’re having a vicious...
– note left on my FB page from my BFF regarding my visit to see her tomorrow. I will sob huge tears if my flight is fucked with.
I'm a little bit scared for myself.
not only have I created a Tumblr for my mom’s giant cat, he now has a fan page on Facebook as well (thanks to Erin for suggesting this).
I should never be allowed to have children or pets of my own.
Last night I had a dream that I was in a fight with Paula Dean. I stole a steak...
– my mom
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