March began a whole new way of life for me. If you’ve missed my previous updates, you might not know that I moved out of my sister’s house into my own apartment. Cue cooking and cleaning for myself and having complete control of the remote. It turns out I actually don’t watch that much TV when left to my own devices.
The animals were properly weirded out by my move. Polly (whom I am allergic to) was finally allowed in my room but, to her dismay, it was empty. At least she’s still happy to see me when I come over to visit.
I thought I was documenting one of the last sweater and boot days of the season with this photo, but April is being weird and cold so far.
This is what Jamie cooking for herself looks like. There is a proper amount of mac&cheese going on, with some added nutrition of broccoli, eaten straight out of the tupperware, on my gorgeous kitchen table.
Just your typical Coco experience. Kasey noticed that the dog was peeing blood, so we spent Friday night at the vets, or driving to and from the vet. Watching Kasey try to catch her dog’s pee was my favorite part. I then made Coco stay on a towel and calmed her sick self. Don’t worry, all is well in Coco world.
The Niners apron makes a comeback, even during the off season! Don’t even talk to me about the changes my team is making. Just don’t.
This weekend was particularly excellent. There was shopping, a movie, tanning, good food, and a lot of sister time.
This is a good one. If you don’t have an active imagination, I’m sorry, but this is what it’s like. I came home from work and was changing out of my work clothes when I noticed this FOOT PRINT on my rug, and then I saw that my water glass from the morning wasn’t on a coaster (which is very unlike me) and I freaked out for a few minutes because I was convinced someone must have broken into my house. And then later, when I went into my spare room to close the blinds I saw a reflection in the window that looked like someone was standing outside with a plastic bag over their head, staring at me. IT. WAS. TERRIFYING.
So there you go. That’s what happens when you have a good imagination. It isn’t all rainbows and butterflies. Sometimes you’re just ridiculous.
My coworker Mary is such a sweetheart. She told me she was having Vietnamese food for lunch and when she found out I love pho, she bought me a bowl to go. It was SO delicious. I have missed my regular pho dates, that’s for sure.
I represented my people with some class and style on good old St. Patrick’s Day in the office.
That night I went to my sister’s for dinner and we had a box from my parents waiting. You should always expect great things when they send us something.
The ridiculousness that is Cocobutt.
I am really really falling in love with playing synth with the church worship band.
Next in the saga of Jamie’s changing hair, my southern mane has been a journey. Lately I have been trying to embrace the poof and go for what my coworker calls my rockstar hair. It’s pretty large and in charge, that’s for sure.
One of my bffs, who is going through a rough time and could use some prayer, said that she wanted to bless me and she sent me this beautiful and appropriate necklace. Life sure is a journey, and I’d tackle it any day with you, love.
At the end of the month and for Easter, the family and I went to the lake house, which I will begin blogging about next week. I’m going to save the rest of those snaps for those blog posts, but you will get to see all sorts of beauty like this selfie.
Until next time,