This is what I’ve been doing for the past 15 minutes.
A couple of good friends of mine are having babies soon. Which means shopping for babies. And helping to plan a baby shower. I would be lying if I said I didn’t feel sad. Even though I’m absolutely thrilled and excited for them, and can’t wait to meet and hold and love their little ones once they are born, I still wish I was the one getting ready for another baby. As...
Sometimes, some people just don’t want to be friends with me. And finally, for the first time in my life, I’m completely okay with that.
My for yeer old is smarder than me.
Up until just recently, I never knew that the silent e makes the vowel say its name. I’ve always read the words correctly, but I never remember being formally taught that rule until my son told me about it. Now I find myself marveling at every word with a silent e, and now I’ve lost my point to this post. Anyway, my four year old is smarter and is gooder at reading than I am. Uhparentlee.
I just accidentally deleted every single message in my ask box and now I’m incredibly sad. I had addresses, phone numbers, notes of encouragement and love that I wanted to keep forever….all gone. jsbfgkdshgkdsljfkdghkdsntgfkngskdr !!!!!
Back in California.
I feel like I missed so much while I was gone! It’s weird having fast internet access again. The majority of the time, I was out in the country, with little to no internet access. I was able to post (sometimes) while being out there, but I was hardly able to scroll the dash or go to people’s pages. When I was able to see the dash or go to people’s pages, it took forever to...
Southern. BBQ. Amazing. Magical. In my mouth. That is all.
At Joe’s Crab Shack, my 4 year old wanted to order the captain’s catch, but instead of saying captain’s catch, he said he wanted the captain’s snatch and now I and the waiter and everyone else at our table can’t stop laughing and it’s hard to type this through the tears in my eyes.
My back is so burnt and it hurts so bad and I hate the beach and I hate the sun and I hate everything and I hate cursive and I hate all of you.
There are some days (and sometimes those some days are most days) where my husband annoys the shit out of me. He can make me SO mad and angry and frustrated like no other human being on the planet. And then there are some days (and sometimes those some days are most days) where I feel so lucky. He still gives me butterflies in my stomach. He still can’t keep his hands off of me. He still...
HOLY HELL THE SOUTH IS HUMID!!
WE MADE IT TO GEORGIA AND OMG I’M LIKE A STUFFED PIG ROASTING OVER A BBQ PIT. MY FACE IS MELTING. I’M MELTING. On a lighter note, it’s so beautiful and green here.
I’m kkilimnik on twitter too. Genius, right?
I CAN LOOK AT THE TEARS OF MY CHILD AND DIE...
This was my first tweetup. I was so scared. I know that I am different and awkward, and I just don’t know what to do with myself when I’m in social situations. Especially social situations where I’m meeting people for the first time. Again, I was so scared. But everyone was so nice and wonderful and awesome and funny. It was surreal. By far, the weirdest part was people that...
kkilimnik. Kik. Kik kkilimnik.
If you take out the extra k and the 2 extra i’s and the l and the m and the n, my name would be kik. That means you need to add me on kik. …so, kik me. kkilimnik
Bye, Vegas. :( :( :(
My phone’s camera has no flash. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Vegas gets my husband in a singing mood.
Cuh cuh cuh colors...(remember that movie/song?)...
Favorite color: red Least favorite: I honestly don’t have a least favorite. Colors make my world go round.