So long, farewell.

On Sunday, I brought Simon and Geno back to their original mommy. She decided to move back to Minnesota after things didn’t work out between her and her boyfriend when she moved out to Oregon to be with him. I knew it was the right thing to do for the boys, for Nicky (original mama) and ultimately me.

Here are a few things I’m going to miss about my boys.

1.Geno always snoozing in the bathroom sink. He barely fit but man was he cute!

2.Simon always greeting me at the door and then proceeding to tell me about his day. He was a talker that’s for sure.

3.Late nights on my patio brushing them. Simon loved it, Geno not so much. My deck still has kitty fur in places.

4.Simon hanging out on my coffee table while I watched TV. Geno on the couch next to me.
5.Simon and Geno laying on the tile floor in the bathroom on the really hot days. It’s the only thing that cooled them down.

6.Simon and Geno drinking from the bathroom sink faucet while I take a shower. It always had to be the perfect temperature and if it wasn’t, they weren’t afraid to tell me about!

7.How Geno would literally submerge himself while he was drinking from the faucet and then come give me a big wet kiss and shake off all excess water in my face.

8.Treat time. They knew exactly where their treats were and would remind me if I had forgotten to give them some.

9.Cat Nip. Enough said.

10.How they would snuggle with me every night. Their kitty kisses and hugs and unconditional love. No matter how bad my day was, they were always there to cheer me up.

Animals always have a way of leaving little paw prints on our hearts. I’ll miss them dearly but I am so happy that they are back with their original mommy who will love and care for them just as much if not more than I did.

christian the lion

I just cried like a little girl at my desk for 5 minutes over this video.

Emma Weekend

Can you tell I only got 4 hours of sleep?




So stylish with her little hat and whispy bangs. Whoever dressed her must have some amazing taste.




My poor boys were pooped from the weekend. This was them last night passed out on my bathroom floor together. So precious.

Whiz Bang Days

This weekend was Whiz Bang Days or what I like to call "High School Reunion at the Beer Tent." Every year I help run the softball tournament and every year I hate running into the same team that has pretty much every good looking guy from the classes of 1998-2000 on it. This year was pretty awful though. 2 guys whom in which I will not mention names, had a few beers in their system when they approached me with a question about their next game. "Hey... lady... can you tell me when our next game is... hey... didn't you graduate from Cooper??? Oh yeah... your name is Jennifer right?" (No dip shit, my name is Jessica. We actually went to middle school together and had Confirmation together. At one point we were actually friends who hung out) I took the high road and said "Your next game is at 5:30 down at the Lake, good luck!"

People ask me why I have no interest in going to any high school reunions. Case and point... my story above should pretty much explain it all.

Asses.

Memories

They say that the sense of smell is the strongest sense that is linked back to memory. I would have to agree 100% on this one. With that siad, here are my top 5 favorite smells that bring back wonderful memories.

5. Peanut Butter Sandwiches: Whenever I see someone eating a PB Sandwich or smell PB I'm always brought back to my daycare and pre-school days and eating on the picnic table outside. Back then life was so simple but yet I couldn't wait to grow up.

4. Sunscreen: This just reminds me of summer and how much I love to be outside during these 3 precious months.

3. Fresh Cut Grass: For whatever reason I remember sleeping in during Summer vacation and hearing the neighbors mow their lawn and I remember the smell of fresh cut grass. No real attachment to this memory, it's just a happy one. Although there is something fresh and renewing to the smell of freshly cut grass.

2. Babies: I will never get sick of the smell of a new baby. So soft, so innocent, so perfect. I wish I could just bottle up those feelings and take them out on a rainy gloomy day. No matter how stressed I am, or how bad my day has been, taking 2 minutes to hold a sleeping baby and smell the top of their head just calms me to no end.

1. Old Spice Deoderant: Ok, this one may seem gross but there is sentimental value behind this one. My dad always use to wear old spice growing up. I remember one time we were on vacation and I ended up borrowing one of his t-shirts to wear to bed. It smelled of Old Spice. At the time I thought it reeked of old man but now, whenever I smell that scent I'm instantly brought back to the good memories I had with my dad before everything went sour. Sometimes, I miss him so much it hurts. Maybe I should just buy some Old Spice Deoderant whenever I'm having a "I miss my dad," moment.

What are your favorite scents?