Thursday, December 25, 2008
Thursday, December 18, 2008
It's 1:30 am. Do you know where your daughters are?
Usually, if asked that question, my dad could pretty certainly answer, "She's in bed....same place she's been since about when the street lights came on." I doesn't matter if we are seperated by location, time zones, or a couple of miles. The answer is going to be the same. That's just how I roll. But tonight? Tonight is different.
While you may be out partying and reveling in the fact that tomorrow is destined to be another snow day, I...I stand alone. Alone in the street, dressed in nothing but my underwear and robe. Looking for the piece of crap dog who I let out to pee on the front porch because, "Hey- there is less snow there. That ought to be easy enough for him." Only to watch him flip me the doggie bird and run off into the night.
So dad, incase you get the call, "It's 1:30 am. Do you know where your daughter is?"
You can answer, yes. She is running around her neighborhood, in her underwear, robe, and no shoes, trying to catch a little black dog that desperately needs to be returned to his home....at the pound.
While you may be out partying and reveling in the fact that tomorrow is destined to be another snow day, I...I stand alone. Alone in the street, dressed in nothing but my underwear and robe. Looking for the piece of crap dog who I let out to pee on the front porch because, "Hey- there is less snow there. That ought to be easy enough for him." Only to watch him flip me the doggie bird and run off into the night.
So dad, incase you get the call, "It's 1:30 am. Do you know where your daughter is?"
You can answer, yes. She is running around her neighborhood, in her underwear, robe, and no shoes, trying to catch a little black dog that desperately needs to be returned to his home....at the pound.
Monday, December 15, 2008
Can we conversate?
Dear World,
The word is CONVERSE. Conversate is not a word. I can't be held responsible for any damages or harm that may result from blatant misuse of the aforementioned word.
That is all,
Jillian
The word is CONVERSE. Conversate is not a word. I can't be held responsible for any damages or harm that may result from blatant misuse of the aforementioned word.
That is all,
Jillian
Where did you go November?
Well- I started out here (it's a horrible picture, but it's the only one I have)
Then I went here,
and did this,
With these people,
There were more surfing pictures, but in the interest of keeping just a smidgen of dignity...I will keep those for a more intimate audience. Know that there was blood involved. It was very Blue Crush.
Finally, we wrapped it up in the Pacific NoWest for the baptism of this one
Apparently, I need to squeeze her as hard as possible. She deserved it.
And yes- it has all been very fun, but I am exhausted.
Then I went here,
and did this,
With these people,
There were more surfing pictures, but in the interest of keeping just a smidgen of dignity...I will keep those for a more intimate audience. Know that there was blood involved. It was very Blue Crush.
Finally, we wrapped it up in the Pacific NoWest for the baptism of this one
Apparently, I need to squeeze her as hard as possible. She deserved it.
And yes- it has all been very fun, but I am exhausted.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Soak it in
All of my super exciting November adventures will be ready for you soon. But right now, they're still marinating. Stay tuned. It'll be good.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)