Just like my wedding day.

The wind is so strong tonight.


Why do people pretend to be things they are not?

No buh bye.

I think that Joseph now knows, whenever I come there's potential for his parents to leave, and that when I'm leaving that means neither of them are...he's a smart cookie.

Being with the family this week has been so great. I have decided that I am not ready to WANT children yet. They are so much work, but seeing the family love this new kid and show Joseph how to love him too is so sweet. I think part of it is that I just love being part of something. I'm always desiring to be part of a group or an initiative, or even of a pair; working together to do something.

Kimberly is my pair sometimes. I appreciate that she humors me. We share food and hold hands. She's sweet, beautiful and makes me laugh so much.

Anyways, I'm trying to figure out what that means? am I dependent on others too much? should I just be on my own? Is it even possible NOT to be part of something bigger than just YOU?

WHo knows?

In the meantime, please meet the two boys who make me feel like my days have purpose:

This is Joseph (Jojo):

He loves Play-Doh.


And playing with Trains.


we went to the "please touch museum" this week:


I would also like to introduce beautiful Baby Jack:

Whe-TER

Chom had surgery today. there will never be chom babies :(

She was so cute, but it was so sad seeing her so unlike herself. There was no running around and pouncing on anything that moved. Sometimes she could hardly walk. She's so sweet. I wish I could feed her some ice cream.

Baby Jack comes home tomorrow. I'm so excited to meet him.

the 3 cent stamp

unashamed.



You are who you are. Do not be ashamed.
Wear that denim one piece, if you want, even if people tell you it's not allowed.

:)

No matter how I try to twist it, in the end, I am what I am. ( Thanks Scott)

I AM awful at punctuation.

"Oh, he was a little guy. Kinda funny lookin."

I told my boss I'm not working after this week. It was a relief.

Twas a crazy night at the Goji abode tonight. The bartender couldn't find a sitter, so I was serving AND bartending. It was kinda fun, but I'm pretty sure the drinks were terrible.
I think that I couldn't actually do it as a job, cause I don't handle people talking to me so much, very well. I just kept hiding in the kitchen...I totally got hit on, by girls.

I can't wait for next week when I'm NOT working till this late during the week.

I miss people.

-but-

WHAT a boss: we did sake shots with some customers (after he poured us some grey goose..WHO IS THIS GUY???). Hey, I just do what the boss says.

chom's 'the bomb'.

She's so bad sometimes, but she loves sleeping on my Gray blanket, and it just warms my heart so much. All I want to do is cuddle and nuzzle her in all her sweetness.

I've been trying to avoid this post, as ALL chommie's mommies are soo obsessed with her, but I suppose it was inevitable.

love.