I started off this month with such good intentions of blogging every week.
I published this....Starving in this First Week of April
And then I began this one, and well, as you see I took 3 weeks to do anything with it.
Pretty much my week in a series of Snapchats.
From one Guest insisting that we move ALL the furniture out of her room (and I was the only one there) to a tour group and all their baggage (which I volunteered for) I pulled a muscle in my neck/shoulder.
You wish you were here listening to me complain about it.
The most important thing going on is the Dallas Stars are in the playoffs!!
I know that no one cares but me.
Snapchat has been very entertaining.
You can now swap your face with pictures in your phone....
And then it got even weirder....
Rebecca is now a year older. We are refusing to admit that she is 27.
She wanted to eat at her favorite place in Shreveport, so I took off work and we loaded up the car.
Lily looks thrilled.
Guess where else we went.
And guess what we did.
Peed. In the bathroom. We were not assaulted once by a transgender, a gay, a straight, a man, a woman, a Furry, or even a Hillary Clinton supporter.
Please find something new to spew your self-righteous hate on.
Enjoy this picture of Lily and she "NEED. HAT".
I may or may not have entertained myself with this super charged hand dryer in TJ MAXX.
As per usual I was going to dig up a really old picture of Rebecca and comment on "just yesterday we were wee children and she has grown up so fast", but I decided to share my favorite picture of her instead.
Meh, I can't help it.
I believe I was 12 and she was 2.
I am STILL fighting with this trying to eat healthy malarkey.
That AWWWW moment, when your bosslady has been married 38 years and her husband surprises her with flowers.
I forgot to get the flowers.
Speaking of things at work, this man wanted to check in early, his room wasn't ready (BECAUSE IT WAS MOOOOORNING!!!!), so he commenced to laying out on the lobby sofa. Just grabbed his phone, kicked off his shoes, and called all his friends.
I guess when you're 75 you can do what you want.
And I may have found him a room real fast.
Went to visit Lily. Wearing clothes was a nuisance, but dancing vigorously to Bubble Guppies was the King of the World.
Another realization that I am getting older is my friend's kids are becoming teenagers.
This is how I felt pulling into work this morning.
I won't go into specifics, but a person close to me had something terrible happen to her family. I can't shake it. I have cried, and prayed, and nothing seems to be helping. My heart breaks for her and her family. When I got home from work, I was still just sitting here and weeping for her.
I did the only thing I know that makes me feel better.
When my Daddy was sick, and after he passed, this DVD got a lot of playtime.
Another step into becoming an adult.
For dinner I wanted ground turkey with taco seasoning.
I forgot to buy taco seasoning.
So....drum roll......I made my own.
I can make this sound really complicated and extraordinary, but it's just chili powder, garlic powder, cumin, sea salt, pepper, and paprika.
The meat is under all the cheese and avocado.
I am sure showing folks I ate dinner in my pajamas whilst in the living room watching Grantchester on PBS surely will win me a major award of some sort.
Scott comes in the bedroom one night and I am LOLing, and he just shakes his head.
I said "I am about to share THE most funniest picture in the history of pictures".
And I was like.....
No one found it as funny as I did.
He is still looking for the funny picture.
The Dallas Stars advanced to Round Two of the PLAYOFFS!!!
Still....no one cares but me.
I found these pictures that accurately depict what I would be like as a parent.
So that was my month.
I enjoy sports, binge watching TV, food, reading, and slightly bearded men.
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