I turn 35 today. The last three years have felt like being in a dryer with a rock and a winning lottery ticket. I've been constantly and simultaneously with the highest highs and the lowest lows and I never knew which way is up.
Tag: Moving
11… Memories We’ve Made Over Seven Years
Today marks seven years of doing life with Dylan. Our family is about as far from traditional as we could possibly be, and yet we’re still here making it work every day. We've had good years and bad years and in between years. He can be a real asshat sometimes, but in a world where I question how everyone feels about me, he's made sure I never question if he loves me. At the end of the day, I have spent seven years with my best friend and pawtner. He was not the fling I meant him to be, but my life is better because he came into it.
Three Years and A Sweet Cup
It's been three years since I moved to Houston. I was incredibly poor, and the only thing I could afford was gelato, so I found Sweet Cup Gelato. To this day, it still tastes like Houston to me.
Stress Peeing
Moving is hard on people. It can be even harder on a rescue pup. There have been a few ups and downs and several contractors making the move even harder on someone who has stress peed.
Moving
Moving Sucks. It's even harder with an anxiety riddled dog. We made the best of it, and played in a pile of dog toys before the furniture entered the picture.