Here comes the bride...

Today my mother is getting married. No no calm down, not that mother. My other mother. Today mama Sherry is marrying her fiancee Gary.

Sherry and Gary

We were either not pleased to have our picture taken or blinded by the sun

Fun Run!

I remember the first time I met her when we went shopping together. I was going through a grunge phase and my mother refused to support it and by me this ripped puke green shirt so Sherry offered to buy it for me as a "belated" birthday gift. The friendship stuck though thankfully the grunge phase didn't. Sherry became a second mother to the point that people thought my I had two mothers and they were a couple (hilarious). She's picked me up from school numerous times, celebrated birthdays and holidays with us, and helped us move at the last minute. I love you, Sherry. Thank you for being such an amazing second mother to me. I wish I was there to celebrate this day with you. I know you'll make a beautiful bride. Best wishes!   

Mi piacerebbe venire con il titolo I, ma io proprio non mi interessa. I'd come up with I title but I just don't care.

Ciao! I hope everything's going well for you! I realize I haven't updated in awhile and thats because 1.) I got a job and 2.) I caught the dreaded senioritis.

Too true...

       Senioritis is a deadly diseases people but it's a slow death. I should know, I've had it since the first day of kindergarden. Right around recess I realized that school sucked and immediately wished I was finished. Now that I'm almost finished I'm barely managing to drag myself across the finish line. It's extremely painful. Only a few more months right?! I can do it!!

      I'm also now working part time at Chick Fil' A to earn money for Italy. My schedule differs each week but I generally work between 23-30 hours. I believe when you start working to experience something akin to the 5 stages of grief. 1.) Denial. If I don't think about work tomorrow it wont actually come right?! Don't even glance Chick Fil' A as we drive past, just pretend it doesn't exist!  2.) Anger. Why am I working here?!! Why are these people so stupid?! Why didn't they clean up their trash!! They know I must now clean up their disgusting half eaten burgers!!! I hate everyone!!! 3.) Bargaining. I only have to do this for a few months until I get my licensee and then I can get a nice clean easy job at Jc penney or a candle shop. Somewhere that smells good and is actually clean. 4.) Depression. I'm not even getting out of bed. This job is killing me. And finally, 5.) acceptance. I can now say that I almost like my job. I like my coworkers a lot. El with 8 kids and 21 grandkids. Ammi that introduced me to metal (definitely different from my usual T Swift). I like working on register and making the little kids smile when they come in. I like working hard. But i'm still holding out for a job at a candle shop ;) 

   I'm also dog sitting like crazy! We have Charly for the next two weeks while lucky Amy is in Africa on a safari! 

Charly and Kaya on New years eve!

The dogs are insane together. They spend all their time play fighting and jumping on people. Fun for them but not so fun for us. This weekend I get to watch the Bettinger's dog Cooper. I love watching Cooper. He's grumpy, crotchety, and when other dogs get rowdy he jumps in my lab and growls at them and looks at me like, "Can you please make these idiots stop?! Is everyone stupid but me!" He's pretty much me in dog form. Plus he looks like an ewok. That's what's new with me. Finally, I'd like to thank all my recent donations, thanks y'all I couldn't do it without you! ARRIVEDERCI!

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