Piggies

Now with some attitude.

Rain

Mother Nature hates me. Everywhere I look, people are updating their statuses with pictures of them at the beach or with complaints of extreme temperatures and humidity. I wish. My Mom called me this morning and told me that they were evacuated from their home in Utah due to a wildfire.* And you know what? For a millisecond I wished I lived in a place where it was warm enough and dry enough that a fire even had a snowball's chance of starting. I know; I am despicable. This weather brings out the worst in me; don't judge me too harshly.

All I am saying is that it's the end of June. We have hit 70 degrees once, and I have been without a jacket or sweater a grand total of twice this whole year. I am seriously not cut out for this place. Start praying Chris gets a million dollar job offer somewhere warm, or I may never be able to leave.

*So far my parent's house is fine, but their greatest concern is how the fire will burn overnight. On a serious note, any prayers sent their way would be much appreciated.

Job

I have re-entered the rat race. As much as you can consider a part time administrative assistant job part of the rat race, that is. I know, I'm kind of a big deal.

I am super pumped to get myself out of bed at a reasonable hour and interact with other adults. No offense Britta, but you are just not one for scintillating conversation. So far I really like it and the best part is that I have Fridays off. Who doesn't love a three day weekend?

Here's to hoping I haven't let my brain go totally to mush in the last year. Wish me luck.

Look who's walking.

This one woke up from her nap on Monday and decided to start walking. Before this I only been able to trick her into taking one step without holding my hand.  guess when they're ready, they're ready.





Check out the sly binkie snatch at the end of this one.

Utensils

We are working on learning how to use utensils.



It quickly degrades to this most days.

If you are wondering why she is wearing a giant flower at breakfast, its because her hair grows weirdly down instead of to the side and thus I grab the nearest clip every morning to keep it out of her face. Plus, she is super fashionable and can't possibly go to breakfast without her hair did. Who can blame her?

Oh, and I know my curtains are like six inches too short, they were just placeholders while I was hanging curtain rods.