I just gave notice at my job, that I will be moving away in August. They are having some pretty serious financial difficulties, so I decided to let them know sooner rather than later, so that they can more appropriately make plans (and hopefully save someone else’s position, if it gets to that point.)
But UGH… so sad. I’ve really enjoyed it here, and the people have been so good to me.
Chuck sent me pictures of kittens in Afghanistan the other day! So cute 🙂 I love seeing soldiers with kittens. And what’s up with the Afghan doing the supermodel pose in the Louis Vuitton tee shirt? Too funny! Even I don’t own LV.
I’m reading about the mystery Powerball winner from Florida, and the amount of money this person won is just mind boggling. I really don’t know what I would do with that much money!!
I think I would:
– Travel the world (duh)
– Buy a beach house on the Coast, a mountain cabin in the West, and a villa in the South of France
– Earn/buy my way into some esoteric but practically useless advanced degree from Oxford (in Classics or Philosophy or something)
– Donate to anything having to do with animals, mental health, and medical research. I’d open and fund my own animal sanctuary for any unwanted or abused or homeless critters!
– Pay off my sister’s school loans; help my dad/in-laws retire some place awesome.
– Get the most fun job I can think of (since I would go crazy if I didn’t work). I think I’d open my cupcake shop and do photography and writing on the side!
– Get my eyes lasered.
Sigh. A girl can dream 🙂
My favorite color palette captured in one photo! Peaches… pinks… yellows. Wish I had found this before I planned my wedding. I think I got close enough though 🙂
Whenever we recite the Lord’s Prayer, I find myself automatically saying the Cool Runnings version…. “Our Father, who art in Calgary… Bobsled be thy name.”
Gets me every. single. time.
So ready for summer!
21stCentury love notes 😘💌💋
“I wish there was a way to know you’re IN the good ole days before you’ve actually left them.”
– The Office
I was told at an event tonight that my name (Nikki) means “f*ck me” in Arabic – by someone who claims to be fluent. If any of you know Arabic, please verify!
Goodbye tummy rub for the Bean the morning of deployment …
Wildflowers & Whimsy 