Eff November. Who cares about November anyway? NO! Vember!
What did I even do in October and November? I feel like a lot of stuff happened.
I got a moustache tattoo! On my finger. Here is a picture:
That’s AnMar’s yellow coat on my chair. I love that coat and I love that AnMar never seems to want to wear it because I want to wear it ALL THE TIME. Btw, AnMar got the same ‘stache. It was actually her birthday present from me, along with a pair of TOMS with moustaches on them to take part of Mo’vember. I also bought a pair for me because a) I need to have everything AnMar has and b) mosutache shoes? Uh, hell to the yes!
Rich and I stopped seeing each other. It was hard to have that conversation, but I took a deep breath and told the truth. We are both adults and we will both be better than fine. He’s an awesome guy and I will never say anything negative about him because there is nothing negative to say… it just wasn’t the right fit. So. There’s that.
T-Day I didn’t really do a whole heck of a lot… went to Jimmy’s mama’s house with his boys, then over to the Young house for more stuffing than you can shake a stick at and a whole boatload of pie. Literally, we could have loaded a boat with the pies. Ohhh, the pies… and then the annual Guesstures smackdown that pits child against parent, friend against friend. Our team won, mostly because we are awesome (have you met us? No question.) and also because most of us have known each other for a long time and get the facial expressions, etc. Rachel and Ken were hilarious in their daddy-daughter verbal abuse. It’s really not Thanksgiving unless you hear “BAM! WHAT?! You gonna CRY old man?!” Just sayin.
ClickCom’s solid. We’re growing and making things happen. It’s a cool time to be involved in digital marketing, what with the whatsits and the who’s your fathers. I like LinkedIn more and more, especially because via LinkedIn I get to all these cool Mashable articles that then direct me to these awesome design sites that have the top 20 images of The Avengers. An airbrushed Iron Man? Um, heck yeah!
OMG! The dog split her tail open TWICE from wagging it too hard into stuff. I kid you not, this dog is so g.d. happy that she wags hard enough to cause damage to herself. So, while we were trying to control the bleeding, we had to try and keep her not-as-happy, which is ridick. She also was smelling real bad, but I didn’t want to bathe her while she had a busted tail, so I finally gave her a bath last night and now she doesn’t smell like a foot. Quality! She is also the best darn snugglebunny on the face of the earth. Last weekend AnMar was sleeping in (as she so richly deserved to – poor chick has to be AT WORK at 4:45 a.m. Not to make bagels, hallelujah – incidentally we both worked at Bagelgate in previous lives, who knew?) and so I laid down on the couch to read and Cap’t. Snugface came all up on me and laid down and this is what I got a picture of. So. Adorable.
In other adorable news, I got to baby-sit for Jeremy and Shannon for her birthday. Owen’s three now and Oliver just turned one, and omg omg omg they are so seriously presh. Super cereal presh. I love them. I told J & S that I want the little one. What?! They have two! Don’t be greedy!
Okay. Enough for now otherwise I’ll sit here and write out every scheme I have to make more money before Christmas (steal wreaths and re-sell – what? Is that bad?) and I won’t blog for the rest of December because I’ll have written a novel here. Thank you, faithful reader, for checking in and seeing what’s new in my world. There’s only one of you (hey D!), but I love you the most. :D
Oh – one last thing (I SWEAR.) – this is the night that determined that we needed the ‘stache tattoos -
Adorable little creepers, aren’t we?
