I need to have less death around me.
There I said it.
Packing up, cleaning out, found my JJ’s collar. I lost him during Covid.
He was such a momma’s boy. He literally hated most people.
He was one of those that found me.
His full name;
John Henry Francis Jr.
I don’t think Blake likes me.
Our final leg into Colorado Springs.
Signing papers tomorrow, final walk through.
So. About a year ago I bought some tomahawk steaks 🥩 for us ( mom, hubs, & me) to celebrate the 4th. Mom wasn’t home at the time, she was dog sitting so we were waiting until she came home.
Well, when she came home, she was diagnosed with cancer and my life changed forever.
This is also a two fold grieving loss for me. This is also the first time I have grilled since I lost my grill guard.
Rest in Paradise to my mom and to Boo Kitty.
This is a giant step forward for me.
If you live in El Segundo. Do. Not. Let your dogs poop here.
Got yelled at last night about “letting my dog”poop on their lawn. As. I. Was. In. The. Act. Of. Picking. It. Up.
Yeah. Love my neighbors. “There is all this area that they could shot on and you LET THEM shot on my lawn.” As I’m picking it up. Yes I LET them shot there. I asked them to shot there.
3-4 years ago the crows/ravens stole this measuring cup from me off my back porch.
The other night, after a new person bought the house, it shows up.
I know for a fact my dead mother is laughing her ass off about it.
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