a year ago today I got home from my quilt retreat and swapped my car back. aka the last time I saw my dad ever.

My cousins boyfriend in the early 2000s from there I got in to Fall Out Boy & Motion City Soundtrack

remind me why I should care that Jesus died for our sins, when one of those sinners is the fucker that killed my dad and got away with it?

I've been handed a bunny shaped box of Ferrero Rocher candies to give to my mom... but these are the chocolates we would always buy dad.

told Marty's aunt I was going to a retreat this weekend... "A spiritual retreat? A meditative retreat?" No. A quilting retreat...

sad! on my lunch break resulted in the following purchases: quilt pattern $90 fabric bundle tshirt new dinosaur earrings

Little did I know that I needed to start looking for an opening with a doctor over a year before getting new insurance. First openings were in DECEMBER and the ones that are available now aren't taking new patients with my insurance. This is stupid.

Already regretting telling husband about my idea to have both families over for dinner next month when my sister is in town for a blur of a weekend. Because what will I be able to cook that I won't hear about for the rest of my life? Obvs. everything is going to have lemon in it.

someone went on a highly supervised outside adventure this afternoon

watching young sheldon with my husband. nobody: me: I'll give you a dollar if you can guess who that actress' brother is. also me: do you know who that actor is? he also performs the theme song.

me: i'm going to be spontaneous and buy concert tickets from someone trying to resell them! also me: promptly gets scammed.

the contrast between the ex that didn't support my photography business (and had no financial involvement in it either) & the husband who was totally on board for me to drop 2k on a year long business course is wild.

Dreamt I was reported as a missing person, but actually I was going to disneyland and my mom/MIL didn't look at my Instagram stories.

there are kittens in our yard and I'm determined to befriend and pet them. my husband is about to learn just who he married.

MIL saw my lock screen & apologized again for leaving early. told her it was no big deal & she carried on about missing the singing. *insert fight scene at wedding during Fiddler on the Roof* MIL: at least that didn't happen at your wedding! me: it could have, you left early 🤷‍♀️

my mother in law referred to our cat as her niece, so I don't know what kind of family tree is going on anymore.

in serious need of some dad advice right now, and thanks to the fucker that killed him, that won't be happening.

the cherry on top of the 2nd thanksgiving without dad and not spending it with my own family: watching george sr's funeral episode of young sheldon 😭