Tuesday, November 3, 2009


I miss the days when I used to write on a regular basis.

Those were the days when I used to spend hours drinking coffee, smoking cigarettes, and working on my short movies.
Those were also the days when I used to cook for my friends every single day, because I loved it.

It's hard to think it's been 4 years since I've been able to feel that content.

The past few months have been difficult. If you haven't already noticed, I've been a little busy making a little human being. My first trimester was HARD, complete with unbelievable morning sickness and an almost miscarriage. Things are much better these days.

I've taken an unpaid vacation from work for the rest of the calendar year, and am moving countries yet again at the end of this week. I'm looking forward to two months of sleeping in, cooking, and just being creative. I'm looking forward to getting my life ready for this unbelievable change that's going to come. I didn't plan the pregnancy, but now that baby oops is half-way cooked, life can't get any better.

It also doesn't hurt that I'm getting the fuck outta here.

This is what that feels like to me (in Houston, circa June 2009):


Kris said...

Fantastic, congratulations for so many reasons :)

Some girl said...

Thank you <3

The Caustic Critic said...

Congrats, I hope this is the beginning of a long period of happiness and contentment for you.

When you get settled, please email me your address--I very much want to send you a remarkably tacky baby gift :)

Some girl said...

Thanks Siege! Me and baby oops can't wait to see the gift!