goodness gracious where ever do i begin.
birth control.
so, i was off of my birth control from october to january. and in december i got my period for the first time and it was the most horrible thing i have experienced in such a long time. mood swings were crazy and i bled for like two weeks. after that, i started feeling like a normal human being. hormonal birth control really fucks you up. being off it for so long made me feel like i opened my third eye. last month i started taking it again and it all went back to shit. one day, i came home from work and i watched a league of their own (yes the lady baseball movie) and sobbed for hours.
post a league of their own
i decided that wasn't enough so i watched homeward bound and i was quite simply inconsolable. but somehow, i was not finished torturing myself. i decided i needed a round three. this time, of marley and me. alec came home halfway through and i was simply a puddle. two days later i got my period.
post homeward bound
the lesson i learned was that if i crave a good cry, bleeding is to come. yesterday i went to my parents' house to spend the night. on the way over i was listening to girlboss music because i was happy and it was a suspiciously warm day. after i got off the edens, the song Man! I Feel Like a Woman! by shania twain came on and i exploded. i haven't cried in the car that hard since leaving home for school senior year. it was so embarrassing and bizarre.
OH. and then also yesterday my mom and i were driving and the song chiquitita by abba came on and i started bawling at the chorus and then she was crying and we both were crying. it was a mess.
work.
work is fine. i am enjoying my silly little easy schedule. i am teaching a ton of classes that i really enjoy. i got a raise! i am officially a rich lady now. starting tomorrow, masks are no longer required at peng thank goodness. my mascne has been so bad as of late. i am working on building up hella mugs for a big ole sale i have at the logan square art fest this summer tehe. i dont rerally have pictures of any finished stuff weirdly enough, but that's ok. they will come soon.
there are lots of good opportunities coming my way as of late. and i am too nervous to blog about it because what if they don't come true? that's ok i will manifest it anyway. ok so basically my potter friend may open a stood on the south side and i may be employed soon by this fancy new stood as a glaze and kiln tech. that would be my absolute dream job. i would still teach at peng obv. bc they are the kindest coolest stood. but fancy new stood would pay me much much more. that is all i will say for now. more details to come this spring as it unfolds. perhaps.
alec.
alec got a big boy raise and he is now a salary chef. very fancy oui oui. we went out to dinner last week with his parents and it was a grand ole time. it was kind of intimidating because we went to a steakhouse and i ordered salmon (yummy) and it was 46 dollars. it would have taken me 6 hours of work at bagelicious to pay for that course.
alec being stronk on his birthday last week
me and alec at the field museum after watching a movie about dinosaurs in the arctic
alec standing
alec being stronk part ii
looking super cool before work
hudson looking strange
the day mom and i explored the south side and she showed me all her old apartments growing up
me being so happy with my freshly crocheted two toned hat
silly boy hudson budson being the little gremlin toddler that he is
also, my dad and i did a dog age calculator today and maisey is 96! what an old lady. my mom and i took the pups for a walk yesterday around the hood and maisey was in such wonderful spirits. she was leaping and jumping and being a happy lady. she even jogged a few blocks with my mom! then she slept all day. i love that pup so much.
ok that is all for now i do suppose.
ciao!
the image of alec standing is simply iconic. I will be manifesting with all of my positive vibes for you and your job opportunity! Also i have never seen marley and me but i shall put it on the movie list so that i too may have a grand cry
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