I'm so glad spring is finally here again. Work has been busy, which is always a good thing... I love all the new puppies visiting me daily and am determined to adopt a new dog this summer. Zoe needs a friend ( Read more... )

I figured if the New Kids on the freaking Block can reunite after all this time, so can me and my trusty old LJ.

Life highlights as of late: Just being happy, albeit a little boring.

I really love how Philadelphia seems to skip transitioning into seasons now, or perhaps skipping seasons themselves. Two days ago it reached 90 here, now it almost feels wintry with the breeze in the air. All I want are perfect autumn nights to take my boyfriend and our dog over to the baseball field behind our house and run around like total fools ( Read more... )

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I'd like to excuse my neglect of this journal with the simple fact that my life just hasn't been interesting as of late, but that would be a lie, probably. Things are good -- not necessarily amazing, but definitely better than any words I would use to make sense of my life. It's been too hot in Philadelphia this summer to do anything, literally. ( Read more... )

Meet Franklin.

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One year ago, I kissed a certain boy for the first time. And it was the best decision I've ever made ( Read more... )

Okay... I just found out that the supremely adorable dog groomer that I work with was the lead singer of the now-defunct, Jersey-bred band The June Spirit. I am not really sure how I feel about working beside someone whose music I listened to religiously in the early 2000's. I am also not sure how much longer I can take working in a store where I ( Read more... )

So, I got a job today... finally. This super-expensive designer clothing store just recently branched off into doing pet stuff. Which sounds completely ridiculous, and some of it truly is. But you know how rich people are. There are some pretty cool collars and leashes I want to get Zoe, although I think I'll leave all the silly puffy doggie vests ( Read more... )

All settled in Philly (sort of). Unfortunately still job-less, but hopefully not forever. Our house is too big for our own good; the extra fourth bedroom is being set up as Noah's "musical workspace." My dad gave us this incredibly old school electric piano he found in the attic that I can't wait to tinker with. He also (finally) gave up a good ( Read more... )