Tami Taylor can do way better

I binge-watched Dirty John this weekend - oh. my. god. Semi-obsessed. And annoyed at Connie Britton's character! Run, girl. Just run. But also - damn, girl. Just damn.

Side gig

I met with a friend's sister yesterday who has decided to have a baby on her own. And another friend messaged me yesterday asking if she could pass my number to HER friend who is going to do IVF with a sperm donor...maybe I should start some sort of single mom consulting business. It also helps to bring Georgie - the girl was literally ready to call the doctor while we were still sitting there.

Well crap

Freaked out this morning when I had no paycheck in my account - and then realized I had forgotten that the company moved to a pay schedule of the 15th and last day of the month, rather than every two weeks. And then sadly noted that was why my last paycheck was a bit heftier than previous - I didn't get a raise, I am getting fewer checks with bigger dollar amounts.

I realize I sound like a Geico commercial

"I just saved a ton of money on my car insurance!" But it's true! Actually, I saved a ton of money by finally sucking it up and refinancing my car loan - $200 a month in savings! Hawaii here I come.

Contemplating making a run for the border

There is nothing sadder than a sick baby. You just feel so helpless. They look at you like, "why aren't you helping me?? Make it better!!" And the doctor is like "Give it time - she will be better in a few days." Meanwhile each day is an eternity because she fusses all the time, won't sleep, won't eat - ahhhhh parenthood.

Oh, Sloth Girl

I had to fast forward through the sloth segment of The Bachelor - I was just that embarrassed for her. Helllllloooooo Collllllltonnnnnnn...

#deargod
#somehowshegotarose


To be fair, I did enjoy when the sloth climbed the tree.

I should really host some sort of bargain shopper show

We have our company holiday party this weekend, and it's a cruise theme. As the host and party planner, naturally I feel I should wear something yachtie. On the left, the blazer costs $998. The one of the right was $65. Guess which one I bought.

They look freakishly similar, no?? (And yes, I don't care if I look ridiculous. I don't have a date, so who cares.)