|January 4, 2016||Posted by V under B, change, cocktails, food, friends, living life, loves it, new ish|
Fun times with friends lately..
Oct 2015: exploring PCM bc posing with a giant clock is totally normal. (I’ve always been drawn to clocks for some strange reason. I thought it was a “me” thing until I realized my dad was too.) My face literally lit up when I saw this giant clock. #likefatherlikedaughter #imweird ????????????????????????
Nov 2015: While holding a phone to change settings, #hello came on. Naturally, I thought of this. #imusthavecalled1000times
Dec 2015: Bogart, Christmas Parties and NYE
even subconsciously giving the cake a ??
|August 6, 2014||Posted by V under B, change, fam, friends, health|
This past Saturday I woke up knowing that I would be with my BFF (who is more like my sister) when she had to put her dog to sleep. Her husband was on a bachelor trip and wanted to come home to be with her. She decided that since the bachelor didn’t have any pets, he wouldn’t understand her husband leaving, so she told him to stay. Her in-laws picked up their son so that I could take her to the vet. Her MIL stopped me before I walked in the house and held my face and thanked me for being there. She told Ashley she wanted to be with her and Ashley told her that she’d be fine because I would know what to do and I was her sister. 🙂
I knew it would be difficult for Ashley because she’d had Speedy since he was a puppy. She even helped her brother cut his tail off. Speedy was 14 and towards the end of the week he wasn’t eating, and was vomiting and pooping every where. Speedy was typically an anxious dog and never sat still. On the car ride to the vet he sat perfectly still in her lap.
That is one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. Basically, her little boy died. My heart hurt for her. Being her BFF I’ve seen her cry and nothing could compare to these tears. She was hysterical. I was trying to be comforting and soothe her by rubbing her arm or back while she knelt in front of him, and the next thing I know, I saw big tears of my own land in front of me. Heart wrenching!!
I took a few pictures for her and in this one, he was looking over my left shoulder. Because her mom died when she was young, and my dad died 2 years ago, we both believe that they were there with us. I think that her mom was beside her trying to comfort her, and my dad was who he was looking at. Just a theory. I’ve sense Ashley’s mom before and Ashley knew she was there that day.
She called her husband and put him on speaker phone so he could say his goodbyes. It was the sweetest thing, he told Speedy that daddy loved him and that he’d see him again one day. Speedy had been very still all day and perked up when he heard Nick’s voice.
Speedy looking over my shoulder
Ashley giving him hugs and kisses
This was a little after they put him to sleep. She just wanted to hold him for a while.
I held my dad’s hand after he passed and he was stiff. I don’t remember if he was cold right away, but definitely stiff. With Speedy, he was still warm and pretty soft. I kept looking at him thinking that any minute he would wake up and jump down.
On my way home later that night I felt like crying all over again. It was almost overwhelmingly sad. After I took B outside and we settled down he was ALL over me. More so than usual. I welcomed it after the long day I’d had. He eventually fell asleep on my leg. I hope that I have a boyfriend/fiance/husband when it’s his time. Ashley said if I didn’t that I’d be staying there for several days.
|June 6, 2014||Posted by V under B, loves it|
|March 18, 2014||Posted by V under B, friends, funny, loves it|
Animals are so funny. Saturday I took B over to my friend Gretchen’s house so he could play with her Yorkie. Rambo is very hyper and needs lots of attention and barks a lot. Bentley is the exact opposite. He just kind of lays around, he’s very submissive and new people freak him out. A friend of hers that is staying with her came home and he was all, it’s like your dog has down syndrome, its so crazy how different they are! hahahahaha! G was like, Alex that’s not nice and dogs have different personalities just like humans do!
I digress. My friend Jaclyn posted these two videos on FB and I had to share them with you. The cat and dog video absolutely cracks me up. Cats are such assholes.
This is the exact reason I crate my dog.. (not really but this video is funny)..
I love meeting new people. I met Jaclyn and some of her friends through Gretchen on Saturday. She’s such a sweetheart! Naturally we went out for St. Patty’s Day..
Not sure why I have Something About Mary hair?
good Lord I’m pale.. UGH
|October 11, 2013||Posted by V under advice, B, beauty, change, cray, dating, fam, friends, funny, health, living life, love, loves it, M, marriage, work|
My other half as in, the woman that is always there for me, even that one time when we didn’t talk for 2 years. Oopsies.
The woman that knows what I mean when I say “blood is not thicker than water”, because she has also been there, and doesn’t try to change my opinion.
The woman that understands and listens to me when I talk about my childhood relationship with my dad. How he
beat me was never the amazing father, how I always wanted that awesome father/daughter relationship, because her childhood was similar.
The woman that understands what it feels like to walk in on your bf/fiance cheating on you, because it happened to her, a year earlier, in the same house.
The woman that drove an hour to pick me up from said house, kicked her husband out of bed, and talked with me all night long and the next day because I called her in shock immediately after it happened.
The woman that you know any man would be lucky if she picks him because she loves sex, loves football, and is a strong independent woman, just like you.
The woman that you packed an entire house for because you knew she needed to move.
The woman that you thought was intimidating when you first met her.
The woman that you share every tiny detail with.
The woman that is inspiring because she seems like she can do everything.
The woman that is inspiring because she tries to do everything.
The woman that understands precisely what I mean when I say I hate my small town I’m from.
The woman that drives you crazy because she over analyzes things just as much as you do.
The woman that is a replica of you, just 3 years older and brunette.
The woman that has completely opposite taste in men from you.
The woman that tells you “we will make a plan” when you are freaking out because you are questioning so many things in your present life.
The woman that will drive 3 hours to be with you at your dad’s visitation because she knows what it’s like to lose a parent, but can’t actually come because she caught pink eye. ha!
The woman that will spend 9 hours with you, 6 of those in a car, helping you pack up your dad’s house.
The woman that will finish your sentences or say your thoughts out loud.
The woman that you know you can say anything to and vice versa because you both have each others best interests at heart.
The woman that knows what it’s like to have a crush on a co-worker.
The woman that completely understands my relationship with M because she has been there before.
The woman that Bentley feels comfortable around. If you know what a baby my dog is, this is huge.
The woman that currently will get all of my retirement money if anything happens to me before I marry.
The woman that will have a baby for me, if I decide to, because I don’t want to jack up my body and because I’m selfish.
The woman that understands how important it is to maintain yourself because she’s thinks so too.
The woman that supports and encourages you even though she may not agree with you, because that’s just what friends do.
The woman that I am lucky enough to call my best friend, which doesn’t seem to do justice to what she really means to me.
|April 26, 2013||Posted by V under B, change, cray, fam, health|
Within the past month or longer I have had trouble sleeping. I love sleep and it loves me right back. To say that I’m not happy I can’t sleep through the night is an understatement. Sure I’ll wake up to pee or take B out to pee – and even then I get annoyed – but I’ve never had trouble falling asleep again.
I will wake up several times throughout the night and if my back is to my door, I have to turn over. I can see my front door from my bed, and I have to stare at it before I go back to sleep. Why, I have no idea. It’s like I’m afraid someone will break in. Which is kind of redic – all outside doors lock and you have to have a key to get in the building.
Sometimes Most of the time I am terrified I will see my dad in my place. Creepy, right? It’s true though. I strictly told him I didn’t want to see him. (I’m totally aware I sound like I need to be committed). He was a big jokester, so who knows. I was always the type of person to think ghosts/spirits were not real…until he passed away. Also, one of my BFFs mother’s died in 1997 and she has told me that at times she can feel her mom’s presence in her house. I think you tend to give more cred when you actually know someone that has gone through this, versus hearing about it from a stranger. At least I do.
At 5:30 this morning I woke up from a dream that was all too real. I had a vivid dream of how the world was going to end. Let’s just say that at 5:30am I was seriously contemplating on getting up and starting my day. It freaked me out enough to start looking for a psychologist. I need someone to help me make sense of all this and more importantly – to start sleeping better! Prayers!
|September 22, 2012||Posted by V under B, funny, love, loves it, pampering|
I love my little baby. I think he is the cutest thing ever. Love how he slowly gets closer and closer.. haha I was eating Chinese the other night and he kept inching his way closer after I was done.
Sitting on the couchWalking to the other one that I’m onMid-lickNotice his paws on my kneesAhhh that’s more like it mom! Notice I am trying to read. Ah, Yorkies..attention whores.
|August 17, 2012||Posted by V under B, beauty, bloggers, clothing, cocktails, cray, fam|
Dear Friday, I adore you.
Dear cheese tray at Cafe Intermezzo, I will see you this weekend!
Dear small town where I got a ticket, F.U. I was speeding because I was told to get my booty to see my dad bc he didn’t have long. The fact that you’re making me pay a total of $500 is REDIC. And take a driving class? I WAS SPEEDING.. not selling crack or murdering someone!
Dear money, I love when I see you a lot. Preferrably in my account.
Dear Bentley, You are so fat! haha Sorry for leaving treats in my closet and not closing the door!
Dear Family, stop being so freaking CRAY CRAY!! KTHANKBYE!
I also decided to do this fun little post that I saw on Lauren’s blog.