Tuesday, January 17, 2017
Sunday, January 15, 2017
Seriously, go check.
So long duck face, hello animated accessories.
Thursday, January 12, 2017
"That's a good question. It's great to be both, but it's very difficult. But if I had my choice, I would rather be feared. Fear lasts longer than love."
They give a hand when needed.
A shoulder to cry on.
A place to call home.
They support your decisions.
They laugh at your jokes.
They listen to your rants.
They stand by your side.
They feel obligated to do these things.
Because they fear the outcome of not doing so.
Or maybe they sincerely want to do these things.
Because they love you.
If I had my choice, I'd rather be loved.
Thursday, December 29, 2016
Pup dope soap on a rope for brother & his fiance. Founders of Dope on a rope soap.
The best of all was from the heart.
A scrapbook for my faja of his mother's childhood - now.
I've made family scrapbooks but this one was special.
Because we know nothing of her side of the family.
Thanks to my great grandpa changing his last name...
Last month my wonderful cousin informed me my grandma's childhood pictures still existed. Gave me prints. Here's a few of my favorites.
I gave the cemetary a call. Found his grave location, year he died, and his middle name
Ironically my faja got me a DNA testing kit for christmas. You send it in, tells your ethnicity percentages.
This will be an excellent 2017 adventure for my family and I.
Wednesday, December 21, 2016
Destination, psych doc. ETA, ...late. I'd have to wait 3-months to see him if I didnt make it. Fitting in a gas and cigarette stop on the way.
My man finished getting gas, next comes avoiding rush hour. As we roll out, an unexplainable noise came came along with us. Followed by a car horn. I assumed we got hit. No more delays damnit.
My man got out, discovering he drove with the car still connected to the gas pump. Then took that shit out, chucked it back, checked the car, no issues. Off we go.
Then the old dudes
One blocked the car as the other held the driver door open.
We both just let them bitch. Looking away pondering. I pondered at least, about the estimated time of arrival. Then I heard one say the word police.
I juuuust wanted to skid out. Whispered "...just go".
Instead, he got out of the car. Screwed the nozzle back on over the broke part of the pump. No gas was leaking so we left. The men still screaming shit we cant understand, but I think they thanked us in a way.
It took a good 5-minutes before we started laughing, making what just happened not so casual anymore. Now that I think of it, I've only seen that shit in movies.
We ended up half an hour early to my appointment. The doc was running behind. I sat a good 60-minutes in the waiting room.
Patience. It's a virtue.
Monday, October 24, 2016
.....girrrrrl. That'd be tough. But maybe.
*While checking out of the pretend grocery store*
You still being a fire fighter for Halloween lil miss?
No, I'm being a police officer!
You're being a dead mermaid!?
You know it.
*While walking her to the library*
So lil miss, you decide for Halloween yet?
I want to be Wonder Woman!
Stopped that stroller real quick
....yes...uhm. How did you hear about Wonder Woman???
She's a super hero, like daddy!
Tuesday, October 18, 2016
*Insert picture of cooked green eggs and Ham on the stove, aside the book here*
Or click here to see actual picture.
I had made actual dinner, sitting on counter.