At the age of 25...

I became the owner of my third cat, wore a tutu in public, auditioned for my first theatrical production in almost six years, moved five times, almsot got my car repossesed, got peed on by third cat on multiple occasions, lived with three men, two lab puppies and my three cats under one roof (was the ONLY female), became an aunt for the second time, worked as a waitress, a role player for a military training site, became unemployed and worked as a receptionist at a law firm, made friends, lost friends, watched my father get laid off, then watched him get diagnosed with parkinsons, had my very first suprise party, had multiple days where I had a closet full of clothing I couldn't wear, had my car broken into for the first time, went to war with Sallie Mae, went to wisconsin for the first time, lost a husband, gained a boyfriend, spent two weeks with my mother watching sappy movies and shopping at trader joes, got peed on by the cat again AND gained almost 40lbs.

I am now 26....your more then welcome to join me for the ride.

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

In the beginning there was Christmas.

So im 26, just turned 26 on friday the 25th of December 2009 (and yes I realize that is Christmas day but everyone seems to want to remind me when they hear it). I am a Christmas baby, which I believe to be the beginning of my lifes troubles. I'm serious. Let me break it down for you....

Mother goes into labor at 9pm on Christmas eve in 1983...older brother insists that the baby can NOT come now because it is the night before Christmas and Santa will get confused and not bring him presents...mom gets older brother into the car and to my aunts house...my cousins are then woken up by the commotion and freak out because Santa isnt going to bring them presents now...all children declare that they hate the baby because it's ruining Christmas then go to bed...mom finally gets to the hospital...Mom is in labor...I poo in the whom and begin to choke on my own feces...Finally I come out of the whom face up and poo covered...It's now 1:13pm on the afternoon of Christmas Day in 1983...I spend the next 26 years fighting for attention on my birthday with Jesus Christ. Worst birthday ever.

It's now 26 years after this glorious day of my birth and im living in Killeen, TX and about to move into my own apartment in Austin, TX on February first. Just started a new job in September and pushing towards my future goals and dreams, like having electricity all the time and not getting peed on by my cat. 2010 and my twenty-sixth year should be fun, ive got a lot planned and I think it's going to be the best year yet.

Wish me luck!

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