Another week and it’s becoming fall. Plus we created a pile this past week. We didn't. Matt, Mom and Dad did. A huge heaping stinking pile. Of corn confetti. Worst punishment ever. Matt handled it better than I may have. So glad to be done with that craptastic fun.
Other things that have been happening. Hmmm….yeah, we haven’t been selling our house. Sigh. It’s completely heartbreaking and disappointing. I feel like I’m pushing sand up a hill. We just want the houses to get their stuff in order and it keeps compiling and building and it’s yucky and then people ask how it’s going and I feel like imploding because telling them won’t change anything. At. All.
We celebrated my 31st birthday. Now I’m old like Matt.
Best meal: This is hard...my birthday breakfast with R&P or my birthday steak and salad with my family or MacKenzie River pizza with Matt who encouraged me to get a S'mores martini.
MJR: Do you think we'll have a house like this someday?
ALR: No!
MJR: Are you doubting my earning abilities?
ALR: No, I'm doubting we're ever going to want to get involved in real estate transactions again after this mess.
ALR: No!
MJR: Are you doubting my earning abilities?
ALR: No, I'm doubting we're ever going to want to get involved in real estate transactions again after this mess.
Dear my BFF-Matt,
It happened again. They took away my fun. I brought home a beautiful gift for them, since you told me that my time is coming to a close with grandma and grandpa. Since they didn’t like the rabbit that I showed them, I thought I’d try the absolute opposite, a snake. Now the rule, “I can do whatever I want at Grandma’s” is out the window, like they forgot that they ever said it.
And to think I’ve been called ungrateful.
Love your bestie, Nike
p.s. tell the orange one and that other one to eat dirt.
A shot from our anniversary shoot.
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