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Life and more Life.

Sometimes when you have unprotected sex you can get pregnant:P weird eh!. 15 weeks today. We find out what we are having in less than a month. I’m sort of terrified. Sort of excited. I didn’t ever expect to have kids. So it’s been a lot to wrap my head around. Life is hilarious. We had been hoping and praying for a while for something good to finally happen to our family, and I guess that happiness is coming in the form of something that is around 8lbs. ( hopefully not any bigger than that:) )

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skinny bitches.

I went to subway today and got a veggie sub. I asked for mayo. The girl smirked at me and gave me lite mayo. I was like, Oh well I wanted real mayo. She was like Oops oh well. I turned red. Some kid made me feel bad about myself. Eff her! Blah. 

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Sad.

My brother came home early, was sick, then my parents got sick, and now we aren’t going to their house for Christmas Day. I’m being a huge baby because I am sad. I’m 29 and this will be my first Christmas Day without them. :( I dunno what to do. Last Christmas we were all still reeling from my Grandmother dying on the 13th. So it wasn’t very enthusiastic. I just wanted this year to be great. 

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Immaturity and Death

In two days it will be the year anniversary of my Grandmother dying. I was in the mall, shopping for Tim for Christmas. I decided to take a break and check my phone. Facebook. My uncle posts That my Grammie has just died. I found out she died on EFFING Facebook…in a mall. (like I need another reason to hate the mall) I was enraged, sad, horrified, crushed. Insensitive… He couldn’t wait for 15 minutes for people to collect themselves and call their kids? Anyhow. Recently he was taking the liberty of snatching my pics of facebook and then touching them up and reposting them as comments. I deleted the first couple times. Then the third time I asked politely That he not do it anymore. He deleted me, and blocked me. Considering what he did to me and my cousins… His reaction was just absolutely hilarious to me. His tiny man feelings were hurt. What a dick. 

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SAD

Holy Shitsicles Do I ever have a bad case of the sads. I just want to cry and hide in bed forever. Or drink wine. Eff this week. Eff you November for being all grey and cold. 

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ol’e wimpy fingers

Buff dude comes to the cafe once and a while. I always remember his order and it freaks him out because he is definitely not a regular. He gets an extra dry cap, with a sleeve. Which is basically an espresso shot and then foam with a tiny bit of milk. It is not going to burn you. His buffness makes this all the more hilarious for me. Weenie

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Short comings.

I can’t make an omelette to save my life. Or poach an egg. Seriously. 

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Cows.

I work in a cafe. Sometimes we run out of milk for the condiment counter. Instead of saying, “Hey, Can I get some milk?” People will stand at the end of the counter and just shake the milk container at me until I notice what they are doing. I don’t get it. Use your words.