April 21, 2012

This mug means so much to me. Lately she's had the worst case of bad gas. I'm certain it would ruin her sex life if I allowed her to have one... When she farts, she tries to look around and blame it on someone else. She always looks at the other dog like it was him, then looks embarrassed when he is not around. Turd. 

Three of the cutest 10 year-old boys in their soccer get-up came by this morning for empty bottles so they can travel to Seattle for a tournament. I miss those days of sports traveling and fundraising...Makes me want kids. Yikes. I can't believe those words escaped my fingertips.

It was good being 10, when all there was to worry about was running as fast as possible from house to house asking for money, and selling chocolate almonds. Yelling, "Jackpot over here guys!" when some young house had recently had a party or were too lazy to do the recycling.. 

Being nearly 30 means heartache, bills, not knowing what to do with your life and never enough coffee to get through those thoughts. I mean most days I can't even pinpoint my favourite food! It's liberating being a woman, but sometimes it's not easy. 

Side note: I'm studying creation like it happened yesterday, and ordered the Bikila Vibram Fivefingers shoes! I also plan to spend the rest of the summer re-writing our Occupational Health and Safety Manual, and the Policy and Procedures Manual. I need something to do. I'm bored at work... 

Very exciting. 

Happy weekend, dear friends. 

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