Archive for the ‘Kenna’ Category

Stop it with the fun memes people

Yeah, I know I was doing that one meme, but I’m putting it on hold. I decided to start Reverb 10. I’ll start the other one backup once this one ends. Or I won’t because by then I should (hopefully) have a domain again.

To make sure this post isn’t completely pointless I’m going to flood you with cute Kenna pictures. Which hurts my heart a little because she’s losing her baby-ness and it’s going to be a long, long, long time before she gets a sibling.

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Stress, I Haz It

There has been a lot going on in my life lately, hence why I have been neglecting this blog and took a few weeks to complete ONE review.

My brakes went out on my car. The clutch was already pretty much shot so I decided to sell it. My sister offered to let me drive her car if I paid the tax, title, and tags on it. I sold my car for $500. The tax, title, tags, and insurance, comes to approximately $750. My license is expired and (gasp!) suspended thanks to two tickets from three years ago, and that costs about $300. Suffice it to say I have no car, still.

I have to call the Humane Society and relinquish the dogs. I have no friends who can take them and I’m scared to death of posting them on Craigslist. The Humane Society is no-kill and they screen all potential adopters. It seems like the least shitty option. Though still horrible.

I’m job hunting. I have an interview next week, and have been told that the fact I made it to the interview process is a good sign. So I’m crossing my fingers but not holding my breath. It starts at $11.50/hr so I would be very happy to get the job.

My externship for school was postponed due to the previously mentioned BS, but I received a call the other day from my school letting me know I started my Associates classes this week. Which is NOT what I expected. So I have basically screwed up an entire week of a three week course, AND I’m enrolled in the morning classes which is NOT right. I’m so freaking sick of this school. Is there any way to tell them to eff off and not screw up my financial aid for the next year?

I’m also having relationship woes. Worth it in the end, but right now it all sucks.

On the upside of things I should have 5 new reviews coming soon. Kenna is getting two teeth in. One has actually broke through the gum, the other is right on the verge. She’s very very close to walking. And yeah, that’s about it. I NEED this job.

6 days and counting

Until Kenna’s birthday party that is. Her actual birthday isn’t until Wednesday (8.18) but because of other things going on we decided to have her party the weekend before. I have almost everything we need (I think). I’ve decided to make snowy owl cupcakes (red velvet with cream cheese icing) and brown owls (white cupcakes with sprinkles inside and chocolate icing). I got her a ton of clothes, including a pair of skate shoes. I figured most people would opt for toys rather than clothes, and she doesn’t need either too badly.

I still need to get some bottled water (for the adults) and I’m not sure what I’ll get for the kids. I need some banana nerds, and I need to figure out the design of her smash cake. I need to get some decorator icing tips too. Otherwise I’m all done with the birthday supplies!

I was talking to Zach the other day and he started with asking how Kenna was, then how I was (I had a really nasty stomach bug). Then he told me that his girlfriend has told him to pack. She’s just about done with a training she’s at which is across the country. Because of this training, and the promotion that goes with it, they have two options. Get married, or break up. She has apparently chosen to break up. And can’t have a conversation with Zach without talking about sex of course. Well, yesterday I realized that we can’t keep playing games. Kenna recognizes his picture now. I always knew we would get to the point that we would have to stop, I just hadn’t known it got to that point already. He can’t come stay the night when I get my place, Kenna would know. She doesn’t need that confusion.