My Tokyo Doll

I don’t care what age you are, where you’re from, or what your excuses are. Lying and stealing are disgusting traits to have and it’s hard for people to forget about once you’ve had them attributed to your name. 

Dairy Queen you are the enemy. Ever since I knew you had reopened all I can think about is chocolate and ice cream and candy bits that you mix together into this deliciousness that I can’t get out of my head. Mhmm. I’ve been trying really hard to not go overboard with food this pregnancy and look like Jessica Simpson. Seriously Jessica you just let yourself go on that one. Baby does not equal free pass to gorge yourself on food. It looks like she ate several babies, not that she’s having one. Anyways… I want chocolate. Like… right stat now please. 

I miss Florida. I don’t care how nice it gets here because we’re not directly near a large body of water like I grew up with so it’s just not comparable. Michigan in the summer is lovely but Florida with the nice weather constantly and constantly surrounded by water to the point where you’d say “I’m absolutely sick of it!” is such a better alternative to this. Michigan, I’m over you. Ready to move on. Love, The Nomad Kelly. 

Evan’s asleep. I made him a nest of pillows and blankets and gave him his bottle over an hour ago. He’s been out like a light since. He’s cheeky just like his dad. Can anyone think of an American-English word that could substitute cheeky??? I can’t think of one… (And smart ass doesn’t count. I already asked.) 

I deactivated my facebook. Not sure why I’m even talking about it but I’m glad that I did it. I miss what facebook used to be and who it was aimed towards. Now I get to read everyone’s baby-mama-high school drama 24/7…people take what you post the wrong way and make assumptions…I could go on and on but I won’t. I’m glad to be rid of it for now. 

3 more months to go…then no more pregnancy ever again for me. Mwahaha. Sorry babes. 

So…I just wrote this really great post about how tumblr has changed and gone in a direction I don’t want to see it go. Since today seems to not be my day, of course I hit some button that erased everything I wrote. Rrr. But seriously, this place used to be an escape. I hate what facebook has become and now my escape from all of that is becoming like facebook. No, I will not follow your tumblr. I’d like to be able to feel free to say and post what I want without you over thinking it or using it for your gossip. Twitter is also going in that direction. I might delete my tumblr and create a new one… Maybe. I hope it doesn’t come to that…