Today, August 21st, is the day Trevor and I met and began dating. It's the day we spent that glorious day together and decided we couldn't live without each other. In about an hour it will be one year from the time he announced he was moving to Connecticut to be with me. This has been the best year ever. I love that Trevor kid so very much. I'm so glad I get to look forward to many many more years with him. He's so wonderful.
To celebrate, I lost my job.
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What!!??
did you look for it?
I'm sorry to hear about your job. And think, you were in Richfield that weekend because of my wedding. I officially take credit for your happy marriage, as I do Christie's ;)
At least now you'll have more time to update your blog.
I find that losing your job is much better than losing your mind, keys, or 1 flip flop(cause you need the flip AND the flop). At least you didn't lose the flop, I mean Trevor, when you invited all those guys over to play spin the Matinellis. I got 1/2 fired once, and I would have rather just got fired. 1/2 fired is lame.
P.S. Oregon because of career and school opportunities and you can't just simply quit the family business because you are unhappy with it and stay in the same city, you have to leave and pretend that your husband NEEDS to go to school there. Otherwise your family will hate you.
That makes sense, toasty. It's hard to escape the family's line of work. Why do you think I had to move across the country for a while?
And I don't know if Janell can officially take credit. Unofficially, maybe, but officially has to be given to you. I kinda give credit to my roomate and his roomate because if they didn't have a messed up, twisted relationship, then we'd a never met. (And I'da been in richfield anyhow. It was the only time I could get off of work)Sorry Janell.
On the otherhand, I don't know how much more of the triplets I could take. I think it's good timing. God has told us that it's time for a baby, but I really really don't want to and I've been resisting. I think by removing me from children, I'll want them again. Funny how that works.
good luck with that Miranda! I'm sorry about the job thing but everything works out for a reason! It will be a good thing, eventually. And just so you know... you were in Richfield for me too.. hello! jk later!
so, offically, i have fired you. non blogger!
seriously!
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