My skinny Jeans

Today is causal Friday and when I put on my jeans I didn't have to do the squeeze into my jeans dance that I used to to squeeze myself into them. YAY! I'm getting slimmer! I'm on week 3 of this diet and last time I weighed myself I was 10lbs lighter. I think I will keep on it through June and then get off, whether or not I hit my goal and just workout and watch what I eat from there on out. I am so happy that stuff is actually fitting. It's a great feeling to have your pant fabric move back in forth as you walk verse it hugging the skin.
Wednesday night was Jayla's last night in CA and the next morning she would hit the road with her Mom and grandparents to AZ. It was such a sinking feeling to know that, plus we had spent the night at Jay's which was so empty. It just added to the sad vibe of the night. I made it to Jay's before the two arrived, so I ate dinner and put on the idiot box to entertain myself. They came in after 9PM with Jayla happily repeating that they went to the park. They must have had a blast because the entire night see would be thinking and then say "Nessas? We went park!" It was adorable. After the nightly routine we got to stay up and watch Alvin and Chipmunks.

Luckily she will be back in CA for summers with Daddy on June 10th. Since Jay works on Sundays, I will be watching her and I have a few things planned already. A must do is swimming and I got the lil tike a Strawberry Shortcake bathing suit. She looked too cute with it on and kept touching the fabric while looking at herself in the mirror with amazement. I can't wait to hit the pool with her. I remember loving it when I was a kid, plus I will get a tan while we are out there, too. Which I desperately need!

I caught her pouting because she wanted to watch Alvin and Chipmunks on the floor and was denied!

I got news that my oldest sister is having surgery on Monday. She has a Dermoid Cyst in her ovary that is the size of a grapefruit! She will be out of commission for 4-6 weeks! Crazy! I hope I don't get put out of commission for that long. I wish I could be there, but I am already taking off time today for my Mom's graduation and next week for my doc appointments and that evening is the first night of summer school Statistics & Probability class, If you miss the first day, you get dropped from the class. I am sure she will understand and it's not like she will be alone. She will have my Mom, her two daugthers, husband and friends there, so maybe it's good that I don't see her until the next day when there is less people.

Grad Celebration!

It’s been a crazy week, but I am enjoying keeping myself busy. Jay is almost completely moved in and things are finding its place. We have had some funny moments taking stuff to my sister’s house and Salvation Army at wee hours of the night, Jay making a racket and me thinking the cops were going to come and arrest us for dumping.

Friday night was my graduation celebration at Tapas.

(Me, Cindy and Mr. W)

It’s a cute restaurant with a Spanish feeling to it. The walls are colored brightly and articles and painting of Spain are found through out. There are even Flamenco dresses up on the wall. My sister and some girls from her Flamenco school were performing that night, too, which added to the Spanish feeling.

(Me and my sister, Sharon, who was one of the performers)

Cindy and Mr. W, my aunt, cousin, sisters, nieces, Jay and Jayla and my Mom all came out to join in on the festivities! It’s funny that almost everyone I greeted commented something along the lines that they didn’t know it was a causal dinner, because I was in my puma shoes, black pants, a fitted t-shirt and track jacket. Honestly, I had a wardrobe malfunction that evening. Two to me exact. I was planning on wearing a white, Spanish looking, halter-top dress, but with the rain I didn’t want to be giving everyone a show or be freezing, so I went with plan B. Of course, I didn’t try on plan B at my house and just put it in my overnight bag. It was a cute light blue sweater that my sis gave me, which was COMPLETELY see through and let’s face it, my family doesn’t want to see my goods. Since I was at Jay’s and had no other clothes, I went in my PJ shirt and causal clothes.

(Me, my bro-in-law and Messy Jessy)

Dinner was great and it had that homey feeling to it, like the feeling of Thanksgiving or Christmas dinner (not the food, but the feeling of it). It was random conversations, laughter and tons of pictures. For dinner I had hot tapas of stuffed roasted piquillo peppers with poached salmon and a salmon salad. It hit the spot!

During dinner Cindy was looking through my camera and bumped into this sequence of pictures from my grad day:

You might recognize the last one from two post ago. But who would have thought that it would take three tries to get Jay to have a "normal" pose. Jay isn't a fan of taking pictures, so will purposely make faces or bunny ears every chance he gets.

Towards the end of the show they have audience participation and naturally my sister who was performing called my up. My lil niece, Lizzy, and Jayla followed me up and we did a little Flamenco. Ole!

It was such a special night!!!

(The guys took their "MySpace" pose and met their picture quota for the night)

(Yup, he is at it again!)

(My niece, Jahnice, and I)

Do you ever have those friends that to them you are very important, sometimes to the point where they tell you that you’re their “best friend,” but you don’t see them in that same light? They call you when they need a shoulder to lean on, a sound board for problems or just to vent. They call you with their good news and you are there for them! However, when it comes to what is going on in your life they are just not there!

I was happy to see a call from a friend and wanted to catch up. I thought maybe they were calling to see how everything is going on with me, how the move is going with Jay, heck maybe, just maybe an update on my graduation or the latest with my doctor appointments, but no they just wanted to update me on the good news in their life and had to go. Time and time again this person cancels on me and is just not there.

I know you are not supposed to have these silly expectations. I’m even one that advocates for not doing something out of obligation, more because you want to and have a genuine feeling behind your actions. I understand we get busy in our lives and at time selfish or self involved that looking up at those around us just doesn’t happen. I know I have been at fault of it too. But I’ve been surprised by those that don’t look at me as their “best friend” or a close friend for that matter and have been there. Not to mention all the really good and close fiends and family that have given me a tremendous support and constant love. Not sure why I even let it bother me, but writing it out helped me get over it and see the positive in my life.

It rained on my parade (literally)

The character gods were testing me yesterday and I failed miserably!

I took the day off yesterday so I could attend graduation practice in the afternoon and make it to graduation early. Although an AA is not a degree that is given at a Cal State or UC, it was still a precious moment to me and I was thrilled to be taking part in the ceremony.

As I got ready for practice, I got a call from my doctor. His voice already told me he didn’t have the best of news for me. He said that my biopsy came back, I didn’t have cancer, but they could not rule it out either. I have Follicular Cells, which I goggled later and its cells in the thyroid, but other website said Follicular cancer is an aggressive cell (which I don’t have, but I am assuming for the time being that the cells can turn to it.) I know, I know… I should have asked while on the phone, but I was too shocked to even think of questions. I have a follow up appointment with him in two weeks, at which time I will ask all the questions that came up after I hung up. Can you think of any thing that I should ask?

I will need to have surgery to remove the two nodules and any others they find when they open me up. When they open me up, if my thyroid glad has cancer, they will remove it completely. After surgery, regardless if they only take the nodules or the entire gland, I will need to take thyroid medication for the rest of my life. I made the appointment to see the surgeon for my consultation which is 3 weeks out.

Hind sight, I would have gone to graduation practice or taken a walk before calling anyone. I was an emotional mess and the first thing I did was call Jay. He didn’t pick up, so I called my Mom. As I started to tell her what the doc said, I burst into an emotionally basket case! Who gives calls like this??? Well, I did. I felt horrible when my Mom emailed me later that her heart was trembling! I called Jay before leaving and was again a mess!
Like they say, bad things come in 3, so there was hit #1 for the day.

So off I went, like I should have to graduation practice. It was bright and sunny when I left for practice, so much so that I worn a tank top, shorts and flip flops. Graduation was being held at my old high school’s tack and field (outdoors) and practice was being held at the very spot I would be seating that night. Right as they started with announcements the wind picked up, the sunny skies became replaces with grey clouds. The rain gods soon started to pour on our practice and we didn’t get to practice our precession. I got home and guess what? My period started a week and half EARLY! It’s as if my body was an emotional mess, too! So that is hit #2 of the 3 bad things that day!

It was eerie after I got home. I spoke to Cindy on the phone and after that it was dead silent! No emails, texts, phone calls... nothing! I was just there at my house working away on schoolwork with the only noise coming from the thunder and rain. Finally, as I was taking off to graduation calls started pouring in. It was one call after another, literally! It’s funny how my mind works, but when it gets that silent and I can’t get a hold of someone, I think God came and I am left alone on earth.

On campus there was the same eerie feeling. There was no one in sight. The parking lot I parked at was completely empty, except for my car. I finally turned the corner in the middle of campus to see life, tons of grads around the cafeteria (a place we were not supposed to meet up at). That’s were I got hit #3 from the 3 bad things of the day… graduation had been cancelled due to the rain. WHAT THE F%&@! At practice they told us if it was raining, that the ceremony would be held at the school gym, but I guess they didn't plan ahead for it.

There was a line to take pictures with the school president and another line to get out commemorative pin and diploma cover. I made the call/texts to everyone with the news, took my picture and got in line for my diploma cover. I was thinking that they would just give us the cover and I would be on my merry way. But noooooo.... Someone had a bright idea to make us actually wait over 30 minutes standing in a crowded cafeteria (cuz the reception was being held there, too) to confirm our diplomas and to hear one of the student speeches (that we couldn't even hear or care about at this point!)

I was in a foul mood. My sister and brother-in-law were still on there way and my Mom later called me and made her way to campus with my niece, too. That made me in a better mood.

While in line my sister and bro-in-las found me and gave me ballons, flowers and a card.

This is what it said…

Remember What is Most Important…
It’s not having everything go right; it’s facing whatever goes wrong.
It’s not being without fear; it’s having the determination to go on in spite of it.
What is most important is not where you stand, but the direction you’re going in.
It’s more than never having bad moments; it’s knowing you are always bigger than the moment.
It’s believing you have already been given everything you need to handle life.
It’s not being able to rid the world of all its injustices; it’s being able to rise above them.
It’s the belief in your heart that there will always be more good than bad in the world.
Remember to live just this one day and not add tomorrow’s troubles to today’s load.
Remember that every day ends and brings a new tomorrow full of exciting new things.
Love what you do, do the best you can, and always remember how much you are loved”

It was exactly was I needed to hear!

Two classmates from chem, Matt & Natalie, came too!

And then I cam home to these two loves!

The night ended good!

My biopsy

Just like I suspected, I was waiting in the waiting room at 3:30PM. I had made such good timing that I made it to the doctor’s office about 30 minutes early, so went into the local Walgreens to kill some time.

Part of the A/C unit was malfunctioning at the doctor’s office, so it was quite warm in the waiting area. Perfect recipe for dozing off. Even the doctor came out to the reception area and asked the medical clerk to call engineering again and at least get some fans going. I dozed off a couple times until my name was called.

My doctor was very thorough and had all my information in the computer. He read me the test results of my ultrasound, blood work and thyroid uptake. Basically my blood work came back normal, except for two of the test. One might be off because I am on birth control pills, the other is just off. Even though most of my tests were normal, they were on the “upper normal levels.” My uptake was normal but the ultrasound shows that I have a new growth nodule since my last ultra sound in 2004 and the previous 1.3cm nodule in 2004 has doubled in size and is a “cold nodule,” which basically means is not functioning as normal tissue and does not absorb iodine. He said it might be a tumor and that is why I am getting the biopsy.

After reviewing my test results they prepped me for the preocedure. I changed into those hospital gowns and the medical assistant came in pulling out 3 syringes with HUGE tubes attached to them! Then there was another tube with liquid in it. The doc came in and explained what he was going to do. They spray this freeze spray that is supposed to numb you, but I still felt some pain and discomfort. The first needle wasn’t too bad. He sticks me; I can’t swallow for 15+ seconds, which makes you want to swallow, so I just held my breath. It looked and sounded like he was twisting something, but I just set my gaze on a poster on the wall after that. The next two needles did hurt! That freeze spray sucks!!!

Afterwards I was iced for 10-15 minutes and then send home. The rest of the night laughing, talking too much and even swallowing was painful at times. I was told that I should get a call with my test results midweek.

Drawers, Bras and a Baby!

Today is my biopsy. At 3:30PM I will be having a needle pierce my throat and take a sample from my thyroid. Who am I kidding; I will be in a waiting room doing just that WAITING! I should get my test result in a few days.

This weekend my sisters and I met up to clean my Dad’s garage at a VERY early time of 7AM, which means I was up about 5:30 to take a shower and eat breakfast. OUCH! Who gets up this early on a Saturday??? I know it’s been almost two years since my Dad's passing, but we have only gone through the garage (with all his sport equipment, tools, business stuff from the early '80's and other misc stuff) once or twice. We threw out 6 garbage cans full of stuff and I took 6 HUGE Banker Boxes to my work to shred. I should have looked in them before taking them because it took almost 2 hours to remove them from manila folders, binders, presentation slips and clips. Luckily, all I had to do was put them in shredder bins instead of shredding everything by hand. We definitely need more time in there cuz we made only a little dent in the ciaos. I spent the rest of the day cleaning my place for the move. I made good progress! Oh and I visited a lil someone. =P

Sunday I did more chores (what a surprise!) and met up with my Mom to go bra shopping. She had bras on her want list from Mother’s Day and since she didn’t get them, I thought I would take her shopping as part of her graduation gift. Yup, my Mom is getting her Masters this month. Go Mom! She got sized for a bra for the first time and we picked out some great bras from Victoria Secret that were styles that she wanted. When she was getting sized the lady said she was borderline C-D. Man, you should’ve seen my Mom’s expression; she was like “no! Oh, no! I am a C. I AM A C-Cup!!!” All I thought was “why wasn’t I blessed with my Mom’s chest and got her hips instead???

Last night Jay and I made our way to IKEA. I think I might have gone once before with Santa like 8 years ago and I don’t recall the inside. I arrived before Jay and thought I would go inside and keep myself busy until he got there. What a mistake. The place is a huge maze and is so big that it has a upstairs and down stairs, a showroom, warehouse setting store, a café AND restaurant. Luckily I only got lost once while in there. Jay treated me to a dresser (thanks my love!!!) and he got the same one, so we will have side-by-side matching “his and hers” Hemnes 6-drawer dresser. We haven't put them together, but they are home.


And to the most exciting part of this weekend… Madison came into the world! Hi Maddy!

This is the "lil someone" that I visited on Saturday!

Am I scared? Or realistic?

It’s been on my mind…

Jay and I were talking about marriage the other night. No there is not a ring on my finger; we were more talking about the subject in general. I am not sure if I want to get married (in general). It’s a BIG step and I am not as carefree as I once was to jump into a commitment that comes with all this legal bumble-jumble. You see, I have been engaged twice and never made it down the aisle. The first guy I was engaged with was my high school boyfriend of 7+ years and the other was my most recent ex of 4 years. Break ups are never fun and I can’t imagine if I had been married to either men the whole divorce ordeal.

When I think about getting married I like the security of having someone and knowing they want to build life together with me. I don’t like the cost of a wedding/honeymoon, the possibility of divorce and if they pass away I inherit their debit or vice versa.

Jay wanted to really understand why women think it’s a bigger deal (in general) to get married. I gave him my reasons above, but didn’t have any profound reason.

Last night while picking up some kid toothpaste for Jayla, I bumped into my sister (who is married) at the store and asked her. She said it in Spanish (which gives it a beautiful, romantic tone) that a man asking a women to be “his wife” is like placing her on a higher level and giving her the honor, respect and distinction that she deserves in his heart and to the world. She said don’t get me wrong, it’s a challenge and sometimes “I want to give my husband away,” but it’s also something you look forward each and every day.

Maybe I am just scared or over thinking it too much. Or is this something you can really over think?

So what’s your thoughts on any of it? Why women want to get married more then men? What’s the point in doing so?

Rats and Chem

I know rodents creep their way into food establishments and places I go. Heck, they have been around since before I was here, but seeing the problem or in this case the trap to catch it doesn’t make me feel too good or understanding of the problem.

I went to pick up some wings for Jay and I and as I was waiting I saw something behind the refreshment refrigerator. It was those plate with sticky stuff on them to trap something. Granted it could be for bugs, but aren’t those traps smaller? And why is it in plain view? What if there was a furry little thing trapped in the goop? It would just be there ALIVE.
Needless to say, we still ate the wings.

(I just realized that blogger deleted this whole story I typed out earlier, so her's the skinny version)

Yesterday was my chem final and I have never left a final feeling so good! Chem was a 8 hour a week with 3 different classes bitch! The teacher had a very strong accent and we had got into a little disagreement early on, so I dreaded going to class. Last week we had taken a exam and it was from hell, so naturally I thought the final would be coming from there, too. But it was EASY! There was not one question from the previous exam and I only guess on one question. HOORAY for me!

Afterward, a handful of us headed off to TGIFriday’s for drinks, food and good company. It’s sad how people KNOW you are on a diet and keep trying you to eat stuff that is not on your diet. It got quite annoying! It’s not like I was craving anything they were showing me or drooling over it. I was quite happy with my Ahi patties and salad. It’s mostly chicks that do it, guys are cool and don’t even bother you. One guy even told me “I don’t get why skinny girls go on diets” and said I didn’t need to be on one. I thought that was sweet, but unless he wants to by me new clothes to fit in then yes I DO need to be on a diet.

Mostly everyone went to D&B after dinner, but I decide to head over to Jay’s. It was late and I don’t know how to play pool. We did a head count on how many needed chaperons since the D&B doesn’t allow people under 21 in unless they are with someone over 25.

One more final to go! Go figure it’s on my graduation day.

Celebrate weekend!

Friday I stayed home to do some more spring cleaning stuff and Jay stayed at his place to do more packing. I was so proud to fill the entire pack seats with stuff I was donating. I had dinner with my niece and her friend at a local sushi place. These high schoolers had their first mochi ice cream and were hilarious as they analyzed with tooth picks, would lick it and would debate if it tasted like lip gloss or some other cosmetic thing. Needless to say, they didn't like it. It was cute how we talked about high school problems and their funny moments.
Saturday Jay and I drove to Ontario to take a look at a table that Jay found on Craigslist. We got it for a steal.. $180. It's from Ashley Furniture and when we looked it up, a brand new table was estimated at $329 and $89 per chair. Granted it is not new, but still a GREAT deal and new to us! I really like it! It compliments the rest of the living room furniture which is also dark wood.

We made it back in time for some good ol' fooling around and then off to my sister's and her hubby's graduation. How cute is it that they both graduated from the same school on the same date? Afterwards, we headed off to their home for a party celebration. It was also Rudy's Mother and Aunt's b-day!

Here's the grad guy who recently was accepted to Duke. Congrats Rudy!

Aw! And here's the lovely graduating couple!

And I just had to capture the moment with the grad girl.

Before we left Jay and I were taking pictures and having a conversation. It cracked me up that we would be talking and then pause, smile and then continue. Gotta love my paparazzi family.

The next day it was more celebration time cuz it was Mother's Day. We headed off to Cindy's wedding location and had a picnic lunch outside. It was so yummy and such a beautiful day. There is a neat part of the location where you can feed Koi fish.
It's a crazy feeding frenzy. Some fish jump onto the rocks to get some grub.

I thought this was too cute! My sister's girls were giving their mom some love!

Here's all the girls minus the one that is in CO.

The area is filled with bonsai trees and this one (I think it was this one) is 33 years old, but so tiny.

All in all, this weekend was so much fun and I loved all the celebration. And felt great that I squeezed in some study time, took an online exam and did chores.

Bertha is leaving the building

My oldest sister and her friends are workout-aholics. They joke about keeping Bertha trapped and not letting her loose. Bertha is what they refer to as the fat person living inside them that wants to come out. And I think I have one living inside me, too!

What I love about these girls is that they are rough and tuff! A typical girl will say “oh, I’m fat!” and my sister’s friends will respond with “we’re all fat, get over it!” Most girls would have said something like “no your not!”… “You don’t look like you gained weight” etc, etc. I think I am going to adopt that attiude and pull the reigns on my Bertha.

Since last year, a lot has gone on in my life, a break up (weight loss), moving (weight loss), started going out dancing (weight loss), stared going to school full time (weight gain), met Jay (in the beginning it was weight loss) and fell in love (weight GAIN), got a leg injure that brought my running and most of my cardio workouts to a haul (weight GAIN) and I got down about a lot of stuff (Major weight GAIN). It was a recipe for a weight lost spike and then a HUGE weight gain period. Honestly, I have gained 28 pounds. *sad face* Now some might be muscles because we were dancing a lot and toning those legs and there was boot camp workouts, but that was sometime ago and I have to face it that a lot of it is nasty word… F-A-T! And clothes are fitting tight or not at all.

So to keep Bertha trapped in a skinny cage, I’m going on a diet. Actually, I am already on it. I went on it back in 2001ish and lost over 50lbs.

It’s VERY sad to say when I went on it back then I was super over weight! I was about 20 years old and was at my heaviest weight. I don’t know exactly how much I weighed, but I know it was over 200lbs. Granted I am a tall gal, so it hides and distributes well. I am guessing that I was probably 220 or even 230ish, but after I hit the 200 mark I never weighted myself again. There were two breaking points that got me to lose weight. One was I had to get a larger size pants… 16! I was complaining about it to my Mom and she remarked that she wore that size. Now at 20 years old who wants to be the same (bigger) size of their Mom? Not me! The second breaking point was being at work and climbing a flight of stairs and being TOTALLY out of breath. I was so out of breath that I had to take a breather. This was pathetic! So I went on Atkins. Now many think it’s a meat and cheese diet and there are cases of people who stay on the introduction period too long and are hospitalized, but I was smart about it and made sure not to be one of those people. I read the book, made sure to eat fiber and stuck with lean meats, drank water, followed the other recommendation in the book and exercised.

I’ve decided to go on it again. My workout routine consists of a couple times a week during lunch, so I thought I would change my eating habits first and slowly up my workout schedule to lose those 28 lbs I gained in the last year.

I started Monday. Wish me good luck and say good-bye to Bertha!

Disaster Zone

I had an indoors weekend. What does that mean you ask? I was indoors like a caged animal cleaning like there was no tomorrow. It never surprises me how much crap I have and how much stuff I don't want to part with, but don't use that often. But I need to get rid of, pack, store, sell, move, etc, etc for the big move in date that is less then a month away. Yup, Jay is moving in!

My place is not that big and we both are consolidating our stuff. I naturally have a small pack rat habit that I inherited from my Mom, plus have an emotional attachment to so much stuff. I did make progress tho.

I cleaned out this closet for Jay. It looks small, but I had a lot of stuff packed in it. The stuff in the picture is some of his stuff.

Towards the end I was running out of places to stick stuff. This is the stuff that was homeless, but I eventually found a home for them.

Then there was the pile of stuff I am getting rid of. Yes, I know it's small, but as the day ended it grew a little bigger and I got rid of a big trash bag full of shoes, clothes and accessories. You should have seen Jay's face when he first saw my tiny ironing board. I dry clean most of my stuff, so rarely found a need for an ironing board or a big one for that matter, so I just had the traveling ones.

I was proud of the 3 bags of trash I got rid of. There were class materials from years ago that I must have thought I would reference back to and never did. I also have a grocery bag of stuff that needs to be shredded.

And on to the BIG project... FILING! ICK! I know it looks like a disaster zone! I hadn't filed in about 9 months and had not gone through boxes of random papers for over a year. I cleared out 3 storage boxes. YAY for me!

Oh and I cleared out a shelf in the bathroom for Jay. And to think... there is still more to clear out. Maybe this weekend I will go through my closet again and see what more stuff I don't use and could part with.

Don't worry honey, you and your stuff will fit into our place. Hopefully, not just barely!

Mortified

Just came back from the restroom and while washing my hands something caught my eye. It shines and it sparkles in the light. It’s a GREY HAIR! I have my hair parted and slicked down and my curls popping in the back. Well, in the slicked part there is a shiny lil grey hair! Why don’t I have tweezers with me????? It’s like the second one I have found like this in the last two months. *sigh*

Drawing a blank

You know when your plate is full; you kind of forget important stuff? Well, I got a call from my sister yesterday. She is the one who is moving to CO. She left Monday and finally made it into her new home state. My eyes opened big and I was shocked that I forgot! She had a going away party that her friends threw for her and her hubby over the weekend, so I was glad that someone sent them off with a good last hooray!

Normally, I will volunteer to help pack or something! Geesh, did I drop the ball. Good think I hadn’t offered to help to move her.

This school semester is coming to end… THANK GAWD!!! I am so burnt out, it’s ridiculous! Tuesday I did my “check out” in lab. We had a quiz and checked out our lab drawer. Next week we go in for the last time into lab for our lab final. I hear that it is all equations, YIKES! This seems like the longest 18 weeks ever. It's probably because for the second time (in a long time) I am making it to the end of a semester.

I made graduation plans today. Since my graduation is during the evening of a Thursday and many have school and/or work the next day, I decided to celebrate it the following day at a restaurant that my oldest sis performs Flamenco at. Should be lots of fun! I was a little bummed when I got a response from my Mom that she couldn’t join because she has a seminar to go to. I know an AA is not that big deal to most cuz if I was at a Cal State or University I wouldn’t even get a ceremony for my AA or an AA certificate. But this is a big deal to me. It means so much! I had really given up on my career dreams and was going to settle for just working at a desk my whole life. Not that there is anything wrong with it, but it wasn’t my dream.

Jay and I have been doing a lot of talking lately and it looks like he is moving in this June. There seems like so much is going on and so much change. Two sisters moving out of state, 4 family graduations this May, Jayla moving to AZ, Jay moving in with me, finals, doctor appts, Mother’s Day, etc, etc… It’s hard to keep track of, hence me forgetting about my sister moving this week.