On November first, I welcomed a new family member into my home and her name is Cova.
It all started when I received a phone call from my daughter asking me, as she has in the past, if I was doing anything that night.
She was car shopping and wanted to know if I would go with her. The drive time to the dealer with traffic—over one hour and a half.
Pondering how crazy it was to shop for a car that was so far away on a weekday evening, I agreed, and we left.
I’ve been in the market for a car. I looked into Kia Souls, but they didn’t feel right. I knew I’d find the right car for me because it would just feel right.
It was midnight on a Saturday and I couldn’t sleep. For kicks, I Googled “used Nissan Juke for sale.”
And I found it. My dream car. It was perfect. It was white. It had all the tech (bluetooth, moonroof, push start). It looked brand new.
It was also in L.A. (1.5 hours away, no traffic). But I was willing to make the trek! Willing to take the chance!
All I needed to do was convince my mother to come with me. . . And I did.
Our last day exploring New York was a success, complete with humidity, candy, famous movie sights, and a chocolate shake as big as my head.
Goodbye New York. I will miss you.
Our adventures in New York continue!
Some of my friends know me as… frugal.
There are famous photographs of me, in line at the 99c store, counting my nickels and dimes while the shoppers in the background look like they’re ready to maul me. I don’t go thrift shopping unless it’s half off day. And I’ve been known to shout “A DOLLAR FIFTY FOR A PACK OF GUM?! YOU RETAIL SAVAGES!” quite loudly in Walmart.
I’m not much for impulse buys.
Even though this tends to primarily be a humor blog, I am also a sentimental fool.
[And I am queen AND RULER OF ALL SO I CAN DO AS I PLEASE!!!!]
In honor of Father’s Day today, I would like to share a video of my dad and I singing. I feel that this is one of the first times we’ve sang a duet together, but there’s nothing as fun and special as singing with someone you know. And who, besides mom, do you know better than your dad?
Everyone has their set of special skills.
Some of us possess skills the world isn’t ready for. We’re misunderstood—unappreciated, even. We are Superman.
One of my special skills happens to be
setting things ablaze burning things in our indoor, square fire-pit. Normal people call it a microwave.
April 23rd was my big brother’s 22nd birthday.
So let’s talk about him!
What stories shall I tell? Bwahaha.
My big brother is a Merchant Marine. He’s the reason we drove across country and back, you may remember it. If you don’t, I wrote every day of that trip for a month, and it was exhausting, and crazy, and a life experience that I shared the whole way.
All I gotta say is we must really like him to go through all that we went through.