Pregnancy does not agree with me.  I know I'm supposed to be not worrying about how I look and how I'm going to look after Aly's born, and thinking only about how I'm going to have this brand new baby girl any day in the next few weeks, but I can't help it.  I want to cry every time I look in a mirror.  In fact, I usually do.  I was prepared for ( Read more... )

So I log on to Livejournal this morning and see that it's been 21 weeks since I last posted ( Read more... )

When Brandon first started working as a paralegal, he was working for a woman in Farmville who absolutely loved him (probably too much.....and still does).  She is also the Secretary/Treasurer of the trust that owns the Assisted Living Center where I work...She was appointed Clerk of Superior Court in Pitt County in December and Brandon found a new ( Read more... )

1. What did you do in 2007 that you'd never done before ( Read more... )

So it's been forever...let's see ( Read more... )

I started a new job at an assisted living facility about two weeks go.  It's a good gig.  I make my own schedule, and my bosses are rarely here.  It's basic clerical work...filing, answering phones, doing paperwork...but I also make sure everyone else is doing their jobs (rare) and I'm currently working on marketing and publicity for the facility ( Read more... )

I need to dance. I keep saying this, but it's true. My life doesn't feel right without it. I need to have that moment where I can walk into a studio leaving all of life's shit at the door and think about nothing but what my body is doing until I walk back out. That's the only place I've ever been able to do that.

Maybe more is that I miss Mr. ( Read more... )

So I'm officially 12 days from moving to North Carolina. Twelve days. Twelve days to finish Spring semester and completely pack up my entire life here. Truth is, I'm ridiculously excited! Granted, I'm scared shitless too. I just hope we're doing this right. I mean, every other thing in our entire relationship has been meticulously planned and ( Read more... )

After 9 days in Houston for Phi Rho Pi, I've returned exhausted, upset, and proud. We swam, we drank, we talked (A LOT!) and we won some awards. We made new friends, got closer to old ones, made fools of ourselves, laughed, cried, and laughed and cried some more. We kicked ass, and we got screwed. We learned about ourselves and our teammates. ( Read more... )

We went to State this weekend. I, more or less, got my ass handed to me ( Read more... )