Archive for September, 2016

Social Life

Posted September 15, 2016 By kmarrs

I’m trying to make friends.  It’s one of my goals in therapy, to have a friend by the end of 6 months.  I have plenty of acquaintances, but no real solid best friend (besides Pat).  And I want one (besides Pat).  So I have embarked on a social life, of sorts.

First I invited a girl who used to work with us, but had to leave, over for dinner.  She was curious about the animals, and she’s really nice, so I figured, hey, why not!  She and her boyfriend came over and had Pat’s famous baked ravioli.  But, I don’t know.  They seemed in a hurry to leave after dinner.  And she hasn’t really seemed interested in more than idle small talk since.  So I guess there is no real connection there.  Which fine.

Next up, I took my boss to see Wicked.  She came over to dinner first and met the family then we headed out to the show.  It was a great time, and I enjoyed being social.  I even hope we’ll be social again in the future.  But my boss is not going to be more than a casual friend to me and that’s ok.

Finally, another girl I work with has a daughter Sammy’s age.  So I invited the two of them to come to Sammy’s birthday party.  That was a hit and both girls have a new best friend.  Katie and I however, will be ok mom friends, but she just isn’t my type when it comes to a best friend.

So, I’m not left with nothing.  I’m just not any closer to having a best friend.

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Five

Posted September 13, 2016 By kmarrs

20160814_191244_001I am out of words.  My daughter, my precious, precocious, baby girl is now five.  She’s been five for a couple of weeks now, so this post is well overdue, but I don’t know what to say.

I mean, trying to describe my daughter is like trying to describe the universe.   It’s larger than life, beautiful, and fuels passion in others.  But those are just words, and just words fail to do her justice.

She wears glasses now.  They are purple which is her favorite color.  In part, I think, because she knows it’s my favorite color.  Her other favorite color is pink, which is her daddy’s favorite color.

20160814_191301Her ears are pierced.  I took her to a proper piercer at a tattoo parlor, where a proper needle was used instead of a piercing gun.  Those things are so unhygienic. Anyway.  She still has the little hoop in that the piercer put in.  Soon, though, she can have me change them out.  I have a few sets of earrings for her ready to go.  One set we’ll leave in, and two for special occasions.  Little owls and little flowers.  Pretty in purple and pink.  The piercing and the earrings were birthday gifts.  She wanted them pierced so bad, and even daddy said yes, so I figured why not.

She’s in kindergarten now.  She is thriving there.  Except for the lack of a nap which she doesn’t miss until she gets home at which point we all regret our lives.  5-year-olds are something special.  5-year-olds who are giving up their afternoon nap are extra special.  But, never-the-less she loves kindergarten and kindergarten loves her, so it’s sort of, mostly, worth it.

 

 

 

 

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