Posted in November 2015

Sleep Sweet Blissy Boy

Sleep Sweet Blissy Boy

It’s been a hell of a long week. I mean a hell of a long week. This past Friday we had to put Bliss, our 11 year old cat, to sleep. I’ve had Bliss’ companionship for 10.5 of those 11 years. We rescued him from PAWS Atlanta, where he chose me. One of the people … Continue reading

GTFO Baby Dust

GTFO Baby Dust

My appointment went pretty well last week. Blood pressure is still 110/66 and no weight gain! I am NOT anemic. They aren’t sure why I had two false reading screenings on the finger prick with levels of 8.5, but my blood work came back totally normal. So, boo for wasting $50 on the damn iron … Continue reading

Bite the Bullet

Bite the Bullet

I bit the bullet, swallowed my nerves, found my inner fathlete and signed back up for the Atlanta Track Club today. I took a long walk today with the dog and despite sweating like a whore in church (seriously – wtf is it 70 degrees in November?) remembered who I am. I am a fathlete. … Continue reading

The Good, The Bad, The Funny

The Good, The Bad, The Funny

I’ll break this up into three sections. The good. The bad. The funny.   The good: Halloween and Baby Girl’s room =¬†success!!! I took the rather freaky approach to Halloween and went with how I feel: she’s trying to escape. I definitely freaked a few people out, but hell, it’s Halloween. I had about a … Continue reading