Full Circle

I'm not sure what plans God has for me, but they are going to be good, I can tell. ha ha.. I have realized that this situation (living back at home) has pushed me to start my career again. With so much going on, I decided to take a break and the easy way out with a cush job working for Entango from home. At the time, it was wonderful, but I believe I'm ready to venture out again, get my website back up and get back to applying.

Peanut, I hope your ready for this. As if life wasn't crazy enough for us, I'm about to thrust it into full gear. Hey, it's either that or stay with the grandparents. Trust me, this is a good move. If they are reading this, "I love you!". 
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"Keep your station clean.. OR I WILL KILL YOU!"

I'm ready to rip someone's head. Is that normal? I hear pregnant women get a little... testy.. I have even experienced it from them myself. Can I really blame it on the 'hormones' though? The strange thing is that it's out of nowhere. One second, feeling great. Next second, will seriously scream at the next person who annoys me. Not good when I currently have a customer service job or trying to practice cleaning up the potty mouth.

See. This is why I shouldn't have a blog spot. 
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Of Cabbages and Kings

So I hear that pregnant women have strange dreams. Since my dreams are already strange, I couldn't wait to see what my creative mind had in store for me.

Kristie is one of my close friends. She has a farm. Not really, but she loves to help animals and nurse them back to health. So, of course, I decided to bring her a baby walrus.. in my dream.

He was so cute and fat and very heavy to hold. When I went around to her backyard (but it wasn't her backyard?) There were a whole variety of sea creatures being nursed back to health. Among them were little lobsters that Kritie had warned me, the birds were trying to eat. Hugh, an old co-worker from News10, was also in the backyard getting the baby pool ready for the walrus.. something about the ph balance, i don't know. So, i set the walrus down and started shooing birds away from the lobsters. I turned around for one second and the walrus had jumped in this fountain. It looked like he was having fun, but something was wrong so I decided to jump in after him. Turns out, the fountain was about 20 feet deep and at the bottom was a giant stingray. As I was drowning, trying to hold up the baby walrus, the stingray started swimming up.

It scared me so much that I woke up. 

Oh, Kristie, I would appreciate it if you labeled your fountains. A little "danger" sign would be appropriate :o)
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Moving

I felt peanut move the other day... it was weird and really hard to describe. Like nothing I've experienced before... it's like describing what an olive taste like? Sure, you can compare it to other things, but you still only scratch the surface of what it's really like.. Here I'll try. It was like going down on a rollercoaster but not... lol. Okay, I give up. 

On a separate but similar note, Sarrah and I are moving this weekend back down to San Jose, where people still haven't figured out that road rage will get you nowhere (or shot). Since I work from home, I'm not too worried. I'm more concerned with the actual moving day. None of my moving days seem to go smoothly... someone is always angry?

"You're ruining moving day for us" (ah.. i love 'FRIENDS')
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