This squidge loves when I have the day off
I ran into John Goodman in the neighborhood today and called his dogs obnoxious to his face while he was wearing pajamas and standing barefoot in front of his house. He had no choice but to laugh which made me laugh because, let’s be honest, what’s better than a John Goodman laugh?
Happy Halloween!
I haven’t written a blog entry in agessss. These past few months have been a whirlwind for me. I arrived to the states after 18 months abroad, I got a job within the first week, I traveled to Dallas to watch my brother get married, I had two of my best friends from my study abroad program in Greece down to New Orleans for a week, and more! Today is the first day I’ve had off from work in 8 days.
I love my new job waiting tables. It’s intense, it’s corporate, it’s exhausting and frustrating, but I’m somehow enjoying myself. I love my coworkers, I love being around people, and I’m making decent bank. Throwing myself into a job immediately after arriving was probably not the best decision, but I’m happy I did it. I’m lucky to have this job and thankfully I can see myself there for awhile. I mean, I cried every day during training, I yelled at a few people my first week, I broke an arm full of plates. But, at the end of the night, my coworkers and I will walk our asses across the street to Avenue Pub, throw back a few PBR’s and laugh about how ridiculous our jobs are. It’s awesome.
The best part about being back is being here in New Orleans. This city is mine. I live and breathe it. I can NEVER get enough of it. Every single day I wake up with excitement about being here and living here. Every night I’ll sit out in our courtyard and listen to the crickets and people walking past, and think “I’m actually apart of this!!”
My friends, Bri and Amy, came last week and we were able to really soak up this awesome city. Lucky for me, these two beautiful girls are full of life and adventure. They wanted to see as much of The Crescent City as possible and we did. I loved seeing the city through their eyes, remembering that feeling of being here for the first time and how life changing it was. It made me feel good that they loved it as much as I do.
Here are some pictures from my awesome “staycation” as we referred to it. I love love LOVE these girls and having them here in New Orleans with me, well nothing has felt quite as sweet.
she’d like to know why we’re sitting inside when there’s a perfectly good saturday afternoon out there.
Sometimes when you’re not giving her enough attention she’ll throw herself on the floor like a big slut (Taken with Instagram)
“heyalliereese”
I can’t believe I birthed such a beautiful creature!
Allie, going on a walk is basically like Olivia’s facebook. Every time she marks her territory she’s updating her status.
—my mom explaining why it’s so important to let Olivia stop and sniff every step of our walk
- Me: Should I make you a facebook page again?
- Dad: No.
- Me: Why?
- Dad: Because I don't like that.
- Me: Like what?
- Dad: All those people asking to be my friend. The only people I want to know what they're doing are my kids. Those other people? I don't care what the hell they're doing. People were trying to be my friend every day! Can you believe that? That is just shit.
- : ::Silence:::
- Dad: Why did all those people want to be my friend? I don't care what they're doing.
- Me: Okay.
