Birthday WIshlist

Hey Lovebugs!

Guess what?! Cake day is coming up! That's right, I will be 23 next Tuesday, the 6th, and I still get little kid status when August rolls around. I'm very selfish and reserve the whole month for myself to celebrate, but then again I'm a Leo and we are allowed to do that. It's in our nature, look it up. Rawr.

Sooooo to control my excitement I made a little list of goodies for you all to spoil me with! Yep, I made it easy for you cause everyone always asks that confusing question of "what do you want for your birthday?" Well I'll tell you what!

Keegan Allen
Aka Toby from Pretty Little Liars aka Sex on a Stick. I just wanna lick his abs. Every time I see this boy on tv I squeal a little on the inside. If he shows up on my doorstep Tuesday morning wearing nothing but a bow on his junk and a tag on his wrist saying how much you love me I will personally drive/fly to where ever you live and hug you in person. J won't mind, I promise....or maybe he will and that'll just be our little secret!

Cupcakes and Vodka
An endless supply to be exact. I'd prefer the vodka to be infused with some yummy treat and the cupcakes to have a magic ingredient that doesn't make me gain an ounce of fat. Or if it does to go straight to my boobs, whichever is easier. 

A puppy
I think we all know how badly I've been wanting a Corgi puppy so I'm not even going to attempt to explain how awesome you would be if I received a little butterball. Just make sure it's a boy and we're good to go.

High heels
These are the 4 pairs I've been drooling over on They are to die for. I'm a size 8 ;)

A card
A hilariously inappropriate one would set the perfect tone to start out my special day. I know you can get creative with this, so make me laugh!

Katy Perry has an awesome rack and I'm totally jelly. I would love to actually feel like a legit woman and not a 12 year old boy.  Let's get real here people, don't let the pictures fool you- that's all bra...and some strategically placed clothing that I've got goin on. If I one day got the money I would for serious purchase a pair of these babies. Super cereal.

I know not all of these are impossible so get on it people! You have a week-ish to make this happen so I will be checking my mailbox and expecting pure awesomeness. Don't let me down guys.....I love you.

P.S. I'll still love you if you don't get me anything. But fingers crossed!

 photo signature-19.png

New Beginnings

Hey friends!
Guess who just had their first day of a new job yesterday? This girl! I am happy and relieved to say that I was only unemployed for a month and have started fresh with an awesome family.

This is my new baby. Don't you just wanna eat him up?! I am so in love with this little boy. His mother is Chinese and his father is Mexican, and together they created thee most adorable little butterball imaginable. He is seriously the calmest baby I have ever met and hardly ever cries. His needs are very straightforward and my day went by so fast with him that I couldn't believe it was already time to go home.

I feel so lucky to have found this family. They are originally from California -woot woot- and they live down the street! Took me 5 minutes to get there which my brain will thank for in the mornings. Yay me! So excited. I'm outta here to go play with a baby!
 photo signature-19.png

Bye Bye, Beautiful

A sad thing happened yesterday. I got rid of my car. My baby, my dream car. It was heartbreaking. Last month when I lost my job J came to me and said very soft yet seriously that we had to let it go. I didn't want to listen but deep down I knew he was right.
This is just one of the many things on the list of my troubles, but it was very high up on the list. The reality of it was that I could no longer afford the $450 a month payment with no income and J has enough bills on his plate. I had stated the other day that there were many things making me cry lately, and this was no exception. It set in and felt real to me once I saw J looking at used cars online. I immediately got hurt, devastated, and angry all at once. I didn't want to give it up, thought it could be easily fixed and that this was just a freak-panic-thing that would quickly go away. Then one day J came home and asked me if I would be able to pay the difference when we sold it. I completely lost it.
I started to tear up on the couch with Milo in my lap. I went to the boys' room to put him back and just broke down on the floor while Milo lay next to me. I could not believe this was happening to me. To go from that to a piece of shit car. At first it sounds very materialistic, at least to my mother it did. But understand where I'm coming from. That was my dream car, I learned how to drive stick for that car. I was so proud of myself for not only accomplishing that, but for paying for it myself and having a sexy car to call my own for once in my life [I drove my mother's '88 toyota truck in high school]. Then to lose my job and not be able to keep the one thing I worked hard for. I felt so helpless and pathetic, the thought that I couldn't even take care of myself. To have to lose something and there's absolutely nothing you can do about it. And on top of all that- to have to basically pay to get rid of my car. I owed more than it was worth by now, and to have to cough up $2,000 of my hard earned savings that is supposed to be going to my future wedding, that shit tore me up like you wouldn't believe. 
The moment I spotted it at the dealership. I had to have it.
The stuffed coon I made for J on the shifter driving it home.

As much as it pained me to let it go, and believe me, I practically cried the entire time, there was no other choice for me to make. I had to come to terms with it. On Saturday night I finally sucked it up and started looking at cars on my laptop. I had procrastinated in doing so because I was in denial, but we had to get rid of it by the 30th to avoid another car payment. I told myself that no matter what, I was getting rid of it on Sunday. We went to Nashville where the only Carmax is located to get it appraised.

It's last day in my driveway

That car is a 2013 Scion tC, limited release series. There was only 2,000 made and in a color specifically for that car. It was worth $23k when I bought it and I still owed about 21. I understood that I would lose a little bit of money on it, but Carmax was on fucking crack when they made me their offer. I'm not the average female who gets taken advantage of because they don't know cars. The lowest offer I received was $18k, and Carmax offered me 14. FOURTEEN! That's how much I traded in my Mazda to get the damn car! I was not about to be lowballed and lose out on $9k. They could suck on my balls. We immediately booked it before they tried to be any more arrogant and get slapped in the face by yours truly.

I did like that tree, though

We headed about 10 minutes down the road to a Nissan dealership to check out an '07 Spectra we saw online the night before. It was old and yellow but it only had 35k miles on it which is rare as fuck. Turns out a man called the day before to make an appointment and had driven all the way from Huntsville, Alabama- which is 3 hours away- to see the car. Once he knew we were there he immediately bought it and we were stuck panicking on our next move. As if out of a daydream sequence they came out and said they had a white 2012 model that they didn't even knew they had hidden in the back of their shop. That baby had never been owned, and was just completely forgotten about by the dealership. It wasn't new, but it wasn't technically old either. We were in luck and they actually gave me 19k for my car.

New car/ old car :(

I know perfectly well it's a very nice, cute little car, and that I am lucky to be driving something so new. That I should be grateful that it's not like I got stuck with an old clunker. But like I said, this was never about materialistic tendencies, it was about giving up my dream car and doing nothing to prevent it. It really sucks to go through something so helplessly, to have no control over the outcome no matter how bad you want to change things. I'm glad I have a nice car, but I'll never get over losing my car. Getting rid of something by choice and by force are two completely different things and I hope none of you ever have to endure that kind of situation. 

Happy fucking Monday.

 photo signature-19.png

Random Rambling

Hey girl, hey!

Lovin the new look? You jelly? You know you want it. Sorry, got that song stuck in mah head ever since that commercial with the random futuristic bitches doing weights with that pill looking radio came on last night. What a run-on sentence that was. But seriously, doesn't my blog look fabulous?! The lovely Sarah from Venus Trapped in Mars completely re-did it and I can't get enough of it! 

If you are itching for a blog makeover I HIGHLY suggest you go see her right stat now! Like right meow. Not only is she totally affordable but you get the best experience with an extremely talented chicka. How awesome is that? I finally feel like this blog represents me and can call it 'home'. Took me long enough, right? Better late than never! 

I'd also like to wish Gayle a Very Merry Un-Birthday! Stop by and show her some love!

Speaking of birthdays, mine is coming up quick! August 6th is cake day but it lands on a Tuesday so I doubt I'll be doing anything special. Hopefully I can round up some Army wives and celebrate it on the weekend. Mine and J's anniversary is the 2nd but we'll also have to put that on hold since he is in WLC for the next 3 weeks. Boo. To think that earlier this year I was planning a wedding and should be in Cali right now about to have it and be there for my nephew's 2nd birthday this weekend. I should probably stop depressing myself even more than I already am.

Geez Megan, just make all your peeps not want to read your blog anymore. Aww man, I think I hear Kol trying to escape AGAIN! I lined his cage with fabric and he tried to get out twice in ten minutes. I actually caught him doing it! So I put a top to cover it hoping that will stop him. He better not even think about it. Grr. God damnit! I just got up to check on him and little punk was at it again! He is driving me banana sandwich with this shit. But he's so damn cute. Exhibit A.

Yeh, I blacked out our name.
It's getting harder for me to come up with excuses that accept his mischievous ways. And then Milo is just like 'hi, I'm the good one just over here being adorable'. He really is. Alright, gonna try and make the most of this day with the jam that's been bouncing around the walls of my brain lately.

Go ahead and back that booty up with Ms Whit-dizzle

 photo signature-19.png

An Unhappy Funk

It's honestly taken me all morning to produce a single written word because I don't know how to spit it out. I'm sure plenty of you have noticed how much of a funk I'm really in lately considering I went from blogging every day, to every other day, to like twice a week. That is so not me and I hate it.

Life has happened to me in more ways than one and I wish I had a legitimate excuse to give you but truth is, I don't. Unhappy because I don't have a job? Check. Miserable due to a lack of friendships out here? Check. Bored and lonely since J has been on night shift and is now leaving for 3 weeks? Check. Too much depressing shit is taking place all at once and I can no longer handle it or hold it in.

I'm going to level with you. There has been a shit ton that has happened that I have not blogged about because I wondered if it was too sad to talk about. So I just didn't write anything but that ended up backfiring because now I'm not blogging at all. I figured I'd just put it all out on the table and you can decide whether it's worth reading or not. But this is the real deal that is to come. A lot of things have made me cry lately. A lot of things have come crashing down at the most horrible moments that has led me to have a complete and total meltdown. And a lot has made me contemplate my life.

I promise you regular posts are to come, they just might not all be happy ones. There will be serious subjects on this here blog of mine. Super cereal. I think it only fair to warn you. I am one of the happiest and craziest people you will ever meet but I do have my moments and that's where I am right now. This blog is my outlet, my diary, so it's only fitting I spill what's been on my mind. Take it or leave it, the choice is yours. But I'm not gonna hold back anymore. It's time for honesty. 

 photo signature-19.png

Mommy Troubles

Ohmygosh guys.

I don't know if any of you are tired of hearing about my little family, but I have to talk about them today. I had something else lined up but the events that occurred last night are just too much to handle and I had to share them. As you all know by now, my hedgehogs are my babies, the loves of my life. We legit call them 'the babies' and they have their own room. I personally treat them as my children and worry and stress about them as if they are actual human babies. And technically Kol is a newborn because he is only 7 weeks and boy has he churned up some trouble in the little amount of time he's been with us.

I'm gonna start off with a cute photoshoot of each of them because I could not resist taking pictures outside in the front yard. You cannot say no to these might after you hear the stories though.....
Little Milo, my first born. Such a daddy's boy, I swear! He was a good baby and loved to sleep. He still values his sleep and hates to be woken up, just like his punk ass father ;) The only bad quirk he has is if he really is that mad that you are bugging him while he's trying to catch some Zzzz's, little boy will nip at your finger. It's his way of saying 'back off bitch, I'm trying to sleep!' You gotta respect the hedge, though.
Ahhhh, Kol. My little ninja. For a newborn this boy has a huge personality. I'm not quite sure yet if that's a good thing or bad thing. He is super shy but can't help his curiosity to the point where he needs to go on adventures. Seriously, what a friggin handful this boy is. When he's shy he jumps. Yeah- jumps! And he makes these weird popping noises and just curls up in a little ball. But then when he's ready to explore you can't let him out of your sight, and we learned that the hard way....

Story time!

I have a Houdini Hedgie in my possession. 
I don't know how he does it, but he has already managed to escape 3 times- 2 last night! The day we brought him home we kept him in his carrier next to Milo's cage while we were entertaining friends. Later in the night everyone had to go to the bathroom at the same time cause, you know, beer will do that to you, and I had told one of our friends to use our bathroom. I'm glad he didn't. A couple of minutes later J walks into the living room with Kol in his hands. At first I was like 'uhh, why did you take him out'. J just looked at me and said 'I didn't. He was in the bathroom.' WHAT?! FYI- Our bathroom is down the hall and across our bedroom, the furthest distance from the room he was put in. Homeboy was on the move and we didn't even know it! I'm glad J doesn't get drunk easily because he could have stepped on the poor thing! So we put him in a box and that's where he's been until last night....

This is the new cage with a level built just for Kol. Let me start off by saying this was a bitch and a half to make and took me forever to build. Was there cursing involved? You bet your mama's sweet ass there was. Frustrating is an understatement. Anyway, note all the ugly tape everywhere. Wanna know why that's even there? I shall explain. When creating the liner you have to make sure there is a 3 inch border on each side for the walls. Well we did that and everything was good for the baby's first night in his new room. Apparently he didn't seem to agree.

I was major stressing because even though the cage is pretty sturdy I was convinced that while I was sleeping it would give in and drop on Milo. Not only that, but male hedgies are very territorial so they can't be housed together. If Kol were to somehow make his way in Milo's room....they would fight to the death. Yeah, you read that right. Those adorably innocent little creatures get violent if given the chance. I was laying in bed wide awake worried about my babies while J was sound asleep. Every time I heard the smallest noise I would get up and check in on them. Kol would be playing with his ball and Milo would be running on his wheel, stop, and look at me as if to say 'Moooooom, we're fine!'. That was at 12:35. I finally start to drift to sleep and I hear a noise-this time a rustling noise, and coming from inside MY room. I turn on the light and Kol is rummaging in J's Army uniform on the floor! How in the hell did he escape?! I freaked out and J instantly woke up, which I felt bad for. It was 1:42. Only took him an hour. Who knows- maybe he was there longer and I just didn't hear him!

My heart was pounding as the stress intensified. Was he still small enough to fit through the holes of the cage? And even if he was- that is a long drop to the floor from his level. I started panicking which turned into hyperventilating. There were leftover pieces from the liner so we made another 3 inch strip and taped it to the existing one, hoping that would prevent him from climbing through.

Annnnd cue this morning, and hour ago to be exact. J comes home from PT [physical training] and calls my name to wake me up. I look up and he's at the doorway holding Kol. My stomach drops. He says 'I went to check on him and an instinct told me not to step on the blanket that was lying on the floor. I shook it and Kol rolled out.' You have got to be kidding me. He escaped AGAIN?! How in the fuck is he doing this?! We put up another barrier and still he got out. Is he full on scaling the entire cage panel to get out? I shudder to think of the drop he keeps having to make to get to the floor. And who knows how long he was in that blanket for!

I actually just stopped typing to take that picture. I went to make sure the little escape artist was still in his igloo. I'm pretty sure he's not going to try anything during the day since they are nocturnal, but that doesn't make me feel any better. Knowing he does most of his activity while I'm sleeping is enough to stress me out today. I have no idea what to do. Any suggestions are welcomed and appreciated!

Wish me luck!

 photo signature-19.png

Summer Lovin

Hello Lovebugs!

What a beautiful and hot weekend it was! I have officially boycotted pants due to the weather. Not like Miley Cyrus, cause that bitch cray. I've been wearing dresses everyday and I feel so pretty! Yet self-conscious at the same time since my legs are ghostly white! Seriously guys, it's like my legs belong on another body. Maybe I should invest in tanning. Hopefully we take a trip to the river this Saturday! This weekend was full of BBQs and shindigs galore and there was always something to do!
I figured since I don't currently have a job that I need something to do with my time. I hate not being productive and being cooped up in the house all day. I decided the best way to meet new people and accomplish meaningful things is to volunteer on base. Plus I get experience and have more to put on my resume. Win. It was soooo friggin sticky-humid out I was still sweating in my little dress! Gross much.
BBQ numero uno. It was way gloomy that morning but it was still super hot so I decided on a maxi dress with a shawl just in case. J's friend had a couple people over for his wife's 21st birthday and I felt super old. Especially since she just had her second child last month. Literally every single couple had at least 2 children and I felt like the odd person out. These people pop out babies like it's their friggin job. But that's a topic for another post. After awhile of being there and having no effort from any of the wives to make friends or even conversation I just straight up left. Those are the kind of wives that act stuck up and don't include you in shit so I wasn't about to stick around and get shunned the entire night. Not my idea of a good Saturday. So I left J there and headed to Wal Mart.

So I ended up making a scene at Wal Mart. I was looking for some alfredo sauce and couldn't find the kind I wanted. Just then I spotted it wayyyyy back there and tried reaching for it. Dropped a jar and it shattered everywhere. Everywhere. People just stared and I just stood there, not knowing what to do. I've never broken anything before. Then I look down and my foot is bleeding like crazy. I didn't even feel anything! This lady freaked out and ran to get someone which took forever for some reason. They made me fill out all this paperwork and I was like 'it's cool bro it's just a little cut on my foot, just gimme a band aid.' And they were like 'Miss you are bleeding so we need to take precautions in case anything happens.' So they gave me my band aid and I apologized for making the aisle smell like garlic.
BBQ numero dose. Just trying to keep with the Spanish theme here.....anywayyy. Rain happened so I did some housework. Come to think of it I have clothes in the dryer I should probably, later. Too lazy to get my rump off the couch. If I haven't gotten up to shower I'm not gonna get up to fold clothes. Don't act like you don't run the dryer 3 times until you finally do it cause you know you totally do! This time the cook out was one of my friends so I knew I was gonna have a fun time, and I was right.

I baked yummy cookies and everyone gobbled them up before Will was even done grilling the ribs! Which made me feel special :) Homegirl is really into games and whipped out Scattegories which is totally my shit. I had to explain the game to everyone and at first they were skeptical but then everyone had a blast! And once they found out I also owned the game they all decided to come to my house tomorrow [which if you're reading this means today-Monday]. J was being his usual anti-social self and left an hour after we got there. I'm not sure if he did that because I did that the previous day but I was not havin it. I stayed and actually had fun! The sourpuss!
In a little bit I will have a bunch of women in my living room having fun and gossiping about our punk ass husbands haha Let the games begin! I'm going to try and get Kol to stop being a grumpy gills. Byeeeee!

post signature

Sunday Social [Television]

Hey girl, hey!

Been a good minute since I did a Sunday Social so I'm gonna take a whack at this week's questions and link up with the lovely Neely! It's all about TV which is really my area of expertise because I am a HUGE couch potato. My mom said when I was little she would just sit me in my carseat in front of the TV and I would be fine for hours. Bad parenting? Eh, I love mi madre so it's all good. Plus I guess I was a super calm baby so it was no biggie. I forgive her.

1. What was your favorite TV show as a kid?
Winnie the Pooh, The Little Mermaid, and Power Rangers. My mom still has my Power Ranger sheets and stuff. But when I was suuuuper little, like 3/4, my momma said I would come out of the room crying because Winnie the Pooh was over. You guys, seriously, I had a problem. I still secretly get sad when movies end. I think I'm way too sentimental for my own good. Sissy status.

2. What is your current favorite TV show?
Uhhh I have a lot. Basically one for every day of the week. Top 2 are The Big Bang Theory and my obsession with Pretty Little Liars. Cause duh, who isn't obsessed with those bitches.

3. Which reality show would you NEVER do?
Big Brother. I don't know how those people could live with the same annoying strangers for the entire summer without leaving the house or getting any outside source of information. No TV? Your mom! No shopping? Get out. Constantly being watched by the entire world? Forget it. That is not something for me. Plus the world would probably hate me with the shit that ended up coming out of my mouth.

4. Which reality show would you LOVE to do?
Four Weddings. I love weddings so it would be awesome to meet new people and attend their special day. Not to mention mine would be showcased as well and the possibility of winning a free honeymoon. Lord knows we can't afford that shit.

5. What is the TV personality/character that you feel is most like you?
I have no idea how to answer this question. I've never watched a show and was like 'ohmygosh that is so me'. So I'm just gonna cheat and not answer the question.

6. Which TV character would you want to date?
Toby! Friggin swoon. Have you seen that body of his?! Spencer is a lucky bitch because that boy would get me to do all kinds of wrong. I mean, how can you say no to that chiseled face?! Trick question- you can't! Plus I wanna lick his abs. Too much? Okay I'll stop.

What about you? Tell us about it and link up here!

post signature

July Ipsy Bag

Almost Friday!

Last month I explained how I'm trying to get more girly with my fashion sense and all that by trying new things. One of those steps towards that goal was subscribing to Ipsy's glam bag every month so I can be exposed so actual makeup products without having to shell out a shit ton of money for stuff I may not need or use.

It's only 10 dollars a month and you get samples and sometimes regular sized products for the theme of that month, plus a cute tote that it all goes in. This is perfect for me. If I don't like it, I didn't really waste money. This month's theme was Beach Beauty which is of course perfect for July. Friggin 96 degrees outside. Normally I'm not one to complain since I grew up in Southern California but I am not used to so much humidity and random thunderstorms throughout the summer. Fucks up with that?

Items included:
Sexy Hair- Soy renewal beach spray
California Collection eyeshadow sample
Coola Mineral sunscreen
Pouty Pop Crayon in Coral Crush
Salt Air roll on perfume oil

I can't wait to try the beach spray to try and tame these locks of mine. It's hard in the summer to have to always straighten your hair which gets really old believe me, but if I let it air dry I look like Simba from The Lion King. Maybe this will actually tame it. And the perfume smells like the beach. Heaven in a bottle since I can't visit the actual beach.

You should check them out and join in the sample fun! Over and out!

post signature

Where You Can Find Me

Happy Humpday everyone

I'm gonna make this short and sweet because honestly I don't even know how I managed to get out of bed to even write this tiny amount.

My strength is practically gone and I feel fragile and numb. I'm gonna let you in on something people don't normally talk about- lady problems. I get the shot. The Depo shot for birth control that is injected into your arm every 3 months [or ass- but who in the fuck would choose that option]. I've been on this for 5 years now and apparently it's starting to get to my body. It's not only taking away my calcium which is making me weak, it's also making my body go out of whack. When you're on something for so long of course your body gets used to it and adapts. Well cue my dumbass who forgot to get their shot and suddenly my body doesn't know what the hell to do.

I am completely broken out, sore, experiencing cramps I haven't gotten in years, and getting my dot in full force. Basically my period has come back with a vengeance. When you use Depo you don't get a period. I haven't had one in years besides the occasional spotting. Now? Holy fuckballs. When am I NOT on this thing. I'm grossing myself out here people. It's like it's making up for all the time it hasn't been around and my tiny frame can't handle it. It's causing me to not wanna get out of bed or off the couch and not want to do anything. Like, anything. I barely wanna write this post, but I figured I owed an explanation as to why I'm not giving blogging the time of day right now.

You'd think all I'd wanna do is stuff my face with Ben n Jerry's and Milano cookies while watching The Notebook over and over again but honestly it's the exact opposite, which is baffling. I have absolutely no appetite and every little thing is annoying me, including sound. I tripped balls watching PLL last night, those retards. So basically I've been huddled on the couch reading book after book getting lost and taken away from this current hell hole I am in. Seriously, I've already read 5 books since Friday night.

So please bare with me while I go through this shit storm alone. J is now working nights so everything is so outta whack. Add all that to me being miserable and not working and I'd say it's time for a fucking vacation to get my mind off things. Bout ready to create the beach in my living room so I can pretend I'm not in Tennessee. If you wanna join me you are more than welcome to. For serious- I have a fridge full of beer and a vodka-stocked freezer. I'm golden.

I wasn't lyin to you, kids

post signature

Saturday Shenanigans

Hello loves

Sorry for my absence yesterday, I fell ill and didn't get out of bed much. Must be the ginormous hangover from the weekend that did me in. Perhaps I can no longer handle my liquor quite the way I used to. I digress.

Instead of rambling about my entire weekend I wanted to focus on Saturday since everything basically went down that day. It was a long once since we had to get up at 630 to get the baby and we had a little get together at our house that didn't end until about 2 in the morning. Needless to say I was exhausted by Sunday.

Baby Kol

Our sweet little baby that we couldn't wait to meet. I loved that he was white and had a little pink nose. I could not resist that face so I purchased him and gave Milo a little brother. Most people liked the name Finn but J pointed out that not only did Kol sound more masculine to him, but real coal is black and our Kol is white. I thought that was way too funny so that's the name we chose.We had to get up at the ass crack of dawn to go get him but this time J went with me and we split the drive.

I wanted a picture of my pretty dress but I hate it. Does the mirror ever tell you that you look pretty only for your camera to be like 'is that what that bitch said? Cause she lied to you'? Yeah, that happens to me a lot. Stupid mirror. But I liked the way it draped and J said it popped my hip bones out like crazy and that I looked like I actually had an ass so it is now my new favorite dress.

Kol was much more active and curious than Milo was at his age and he took to J immediately. He started licking his hands and self-annointing [that's what that white foam is] and never stood still when we put him in his carrier. 

I had wanted to go to Petco on the way home and as soon as we walked in we saw a bunch of ferrets sleeping on top of each other. I swear to god you guys I almost bought a ferret right there and then.

Just look at how they're sleeping! So precious. But if i buy something it's not going to be from a pet store. When we got home we pondered on introducing the two to each other but ending up deciding on it so I could take pictures of them side by side to show the difference in their size. 

Milo looks like such a little fatty compared to Kol. I love the middle picture because both of their brows went down as soon as they saw the flash. Just little noses peeking out. 

We set them on the floor to see what would happen. Milo went to sniff him but Kol freaked out and poke him by accident so Milo peed everywhere. It was sad and cute at the same time. 

We put them away so we could put the cage together and get the house in order for people coming over. When we first moved in J had wanted to do a bunch of stuff to the house that prevented me from putting everything away. Well I finally got tired of waiting seeing as how it's already friggin July so I decided I was going to put all the decor up and invite people over to my house. Bout damn time if you ask me.

Kayla brought Pokemon cupcakes!

The guys got really into beer pong until they noticed our new liquor dispenser and just had to make a liquor run to try it out. So now I have 4 vodka bottles in my freezer! Including Chocolate Cake and Candy Bar which I didn't even know were flavors. That little baby is almost 5 months and she is teeny tiny! Kayla of coarse brought her baby boy who is 4 months but he fell asleep as soon as they arrived. Everyone was baffled at their size difference since he's younger. You should have seen when we made them face each other and they started talking. I wish I had caught them on camera but as you can see by the shitty pictures my phone isn't exactly the best. Everyone knew it was time to leave when one of the husbands spilled 3 things on my floor within 10 minutes, one of them being my drink!

We had fun and all the couples who didn't make it were totally jealous the next day when everyone posted pictures on Facebook. That's what you get for not showing up!

post signature
Next PostNewer Posts Previous PostOlder Posts Home