[not so] happy anniversary

there is just no logical reason a single girl (of almost 2 years) should wake up on a sunny saturday morning to a "happy anniversary" text. theres just no logical reason. because there was no logical reason for it to be sent in the first place. all bogusly hypothetical situations aside, it just doesnt make a damn bit of sense. and i need it to make sense.

the asshole couldnt remember our anniversary for the 4+ years we were together. you mean to tell me his trusty iphone alarm reminding him of the most important day of his calendar year was on the fritz all this time and due to a freak of cell phone nature occurrence, just decided to spring to life now? go fuck yourself. 

i made the executive - and quite mature, if i do say so - decision to refrain from heavy boozing after receiving said text. good move, considering there was obviously a followup message. cmon now, people, check your pulse and make sure youre breathing. you know what it says... "blah blah im sorry blah blah i was drunk blah blah i got sad and was just missing you" aka shutup. because until i woke up to that disaster of a text, i didnt even remember the damn date. and i wouldnt have. if youre a teacher, or work in a school, you know that dates only count from monday to friday. you only know what damn day it is because you have to change it on the board every morning so the first 25 smiling faces you see dont say "you forgot to change the daaaate" before they remember to wish you a good morning. seeing as it was saturday, i would have survived the entire day/weekend without realizing i had dodged the bullet of yet another un-anniversary. so thanks for that, d.

as you can see, i am dealing with this all very well.

baby love

my adorable goddaughter is turning seven and today was her party. weve always been very family-oriented and today was no different. it was an awesome chance to see one of my favorite cousins l and her super cute little ones. they live approx two hours away, so its not an everyday opportunity. her incredible little two year old c asked me to paint her toes. shes a little fireball of energy so i pictured it being the most interesting (and possibly messy) ten minutes of my life. instead she sat still as could be, just switching her gaze back and forth between me and her nails. she even helped blow them dry. for the next few minutes, she wandered aimlessly around the house, showing off her pink toes to everyone in the house. she even bumped into the wall because she was so infatuated looking down at her feet. its moments like that when i find myself in such amazement of children. she shyly made her way back to me with the request of matching fingernails. how could i say no? she sat on my lap and continued enjoying her newest beauty regimen. this time though, she didnt move afterwards. sitting up, leaning back against me, letting her nails dry. . . the peanut had fallen asleep. i had offers to put her down in another bedroom, but i just wasnt interested. there was nowhere i would have rather been.

with all the hustle and bustle of daily life, its often hard to take a step back. i am thankful i was able to do that today. i came home to find pictures of my best friend h's new nursery. between the cuddle session with one of the cutest kids i know to the pictures (and excitement that comes along with them) of a new life almost making his way into the world, it helps you remember that babies are a big part of whats good. its getting so close for my mejor, and i honestly cant wait. for awhile, it seemed so far off. and now with days flying by, i hope she gets the opportunity to relax and enjoy the excitement. it seems surreal. i can barely contain my own giddy excitement and i just cant wait to meet him.