It sort of feels like...
Tourist season is officially over, macaroons! No more event weekends for a while, no more shoobies! I’m refocusing on bettering my life & escape, much to the dismay of the Magician. I’ve scored something of a writing gig, but keep your fingers crossed for a truly stellar opportunity for me! If I could use up my whole stock of good karma on this, I would, macaroons. Love is lovely, work is…well, work & play has changed a lot since I brought Muldoon home on Saturday.
Rescued from shelters
& fosters, Muldoon’s a ball
of poop & crazy!
Many fake Philly
Irish stumbled through the streets,
Guido leprechauns.
Unconventional
as they may seem, I’ve started
my own family.
He’s as close as I’ll
get to a kid of my own
& I love Muldoon.
He looks sweet...until he's squatting over your shoe!
Waiting for the phone
to ring with an amazing
opportunity.
I guess I’m right where
I was supposed to be at
this juncture of life.
Babies, boxer pups,
boyfriends…I couldn’t wait for
Time, so I didn’t.
That faaaace. So adorable!