Michael won this pink cupcake toy from a claw machine for me(or just cuz he likes to play and win at that silly machine). Her name is Sweetie Nom Noms and she can trust me not to eat her. Can’t eat gluten (or fabric, or stuffing) so she is safe.
Been feeling like doody for awhile. Tummy aches and stick neck, blah!!! So Sweetie here has been keeping me company while I recuperate.
I could see myself having a house like this someday.
So in about a year(maybe longer????) we will be house hunting and I’m already a little overwhelmed by all the variables.
Soooooooo, feel like a douche for this, but I kind of wish I had a rich old relative. I hope they have been secretly keeping tabs on me out of love(not creepy stalker like) and then they croak and leave me their beautiful house and all there money. Would make everything so much easier.
No, nevermind. Knowing me, I would be super skeptical and wouldn’t accept. :-P