Homemade soup simmering & a book in hand? Perfect.

Cats are greedy!

Penny got a new harness and tie out from grandma… my mom, her grandma. She seems to enjoy it after she realized it wasn’t going to kill her. Hahahah. Then, of course, she wanted to go farther and farther until the lead was pulled taut. I think we need to get her one of those bungee-type leashes and take her on walks. She’s cute. 

I took a Tylenol PM just now. I hope it makes me sleepy soon. I think I’ll go to my bed at 8 and try to read for a little bit and then sleep!  4:30 A.M. comes early as fook! 

I had a legit grilled cheese sammie and tomato soup for supper. A slice of plastic (well, basically!) American cheese on two slices of double protein whole wheat bread. I’m full! Although, I do have a little cup of Fage (Greek yogurt) mixed with vanilla, sugar, and a tiny bit of honey in the freezer. It’s SO good. YUM.

Ooh, I want an ice cream maker so i can make frozen yogurt! 

Uh oh. The cat just stared outside and let out a gigantic MEEERRRRREEEOOOWWW! Then she walked over to me, meowed once more and attacked my arm. What a psycho! …Why do I love her? 

L.A.: I might explode someday soon.

Tumblr hates me. SRSLY. I wrote a damn novel and it never loaded. Bitches! Anyway, I think I rambled about mushy shit. I love my man. 

I am so far, I couldn’t see//But you made every day so sweet//All along you were there//Waiting by my side//Yeah, you love me even though I don’t deserve it//You love me even though I don’t deserve it

Also,

I have to face the truth//That no one could ever look at me like you do//Like I’m something holding onto… Cuz you can do better than me//But I can’t do better than you

For the love of Pete and Pete. I am a lucky son of a bitch. My man cleans if I ask him to, he picks random shit up for me on his way home from a long day at work, he buys me booze (!!!), he loves me and all of my neuroses, he kisses me even though I’m wearing the world’s largest sweat pants and t-shirt, he has nicer hair than I do, he is goofy as all get out, and most of all… HE LAUGHS AT MY RIDICULOUS JOKES. I love him. Forever. We are amazing together. 

Full of Forget.

Typical of me. Very forgetful. Well, this little bloggy was forgotten about and I failed miserably at my goals. Although, I do have quite the motivator on my left ring finger. Shiny, sparkly diamond. Ooh, so prettyyyyy. 

I’m engaged to the most incredible man. Did I mention he’s extremely good-looking too? He is. I still can’t figure out why he loves me, but these are questions I will not ask. Don’t want to give him any ideas or anything.

Enough mushy crap. I just made some yummy tacos. Okay, I lied. I made taco meat for a gigantic taco salad. The thing was obnoxiously large. Kind of like my dick? No. I didn’t finish it, sadly. It’ll now stink up the garbage something terrible. ANYWAY, I used Alton Brown’s taco seasoning recipe. Pretty damn good! Very spicy.

I must go to bed. I work at 5:45 A.M. tomorrow. That’s pretty much disgusting. EW. I think/hope I open with Geoffrey. I’m going to try to write more for my own benefit… because no one knows about/reads this blog. 

kievski.

today i made chicken kiev from scratch. first time. they are baking right now! hopefully they taste as good as they smell, which is DE-FUCKING-LIGHTFUL. perhaps i’ll post a photo or two!

things i hated as a child but have come to love, part 2.

onions. i love them fried, raw, big, green, small, breaded and deep fried, in burgers, on burgers. i just love onions. 

owls go.

i had a dream about owls. 

cross your fingers.

last night i dreamt that the girl that currently lives in the apartment i will be moving to in september left all of her food and dishes and junk in the cupboards. 

only one of many things that could go wrong.

cold weather//hot coffee.

today:

-set up the “joint” account

-deposited money for cable into said account

-cashed check/change and innumerable 1 dollar bills

-spent most of that money on:

        -bathroom rugs

        -bathroom accessories (soap dispenser, toothbrush holder, curtain hooks)

now: 

-drinking an alcopop arnie palmer—sweet tea vodka and organic lemonade. mmm. 

things i hated as a child but have come to love, part 1.

cabbage soup.

cabbage soup.

you know you want some!

cabbage soup. 

optimism is key.

growing up. it—it’s scary. everyone has their own stuff going on all the time. kids always say, “i can’t wait to grow up, have a car, my own house, my own rules…” fuck that. i don’t want my own car. i don’t want my own rules. mom, please tell me what to do! get good grades? i can do that. pay my bills? now that’s a little more difficult. you see, that car and that house, well they aren’t all they’re cracked up to be. that car requires insurance. so does that house. both need to be paid for, and both will clean out your pocket. not only that, your car will not be your dream car and your house will probably be an apartment with smelly hallways—and they they will both break.

simultaneously. 

and then your god damn bills will stack up. and then, and especially then, you will realize:

you are all fucking alone.

welcome to being an adult.