I sit here and realize just how long it has been since I updated my blog. Do people even blog anymore? I hope so, because I am ready to get back into it. My life has taken such a turn from where it was when I started this blog. Then again, that is only to be expected since I started it so many years ago. I think the only way to start this blog up again is to give a very brief description of where my life has been since I opened this page.
College: My blog started back at Ole Miss. Oxford is a place dear to my heart and sorely missed. There is no place like it. My blog started there, while I had so much hope for my future as an editor and writer and adventurer. I had big plans. I was going to do big things. My last year and a half was spent in semi-depression as the stress of taking a million classes a semester so that I could graduate finally wore down on me.
New York City: One year in that fine place was enough for me. I lived on 1st Ave between 91st and 92nd. I worked first as a bartender and then as a building manager. Both jobs had their ups and downs, the latter definitely paying far less than the former. I went out with a math professor for four months. That was interesting. I met a lawyer I really was into even though he was a total dork. It never went past a third date. His loss. I met "Adonis" whom I still catch up to from time to time. I like to pretend he is the "one that got away," but don't really mean that because I found the love of my life and can't really imagine wanting any other man. There were so many other dates but I can't remember most of their names so they don't really count. I made a best friend out of an LSU fan. We have two matching tattoos. I love that kid, hate that he is in the Navy and stationed across the world now. I almost got punched by my sister's dumbass ex and was saved by my girlfriends super skinny but sweet little brother. I met the first Jewish person who ever made me think of religion as a personality trait. He's an awesome dude, basically me in a male form and the owner of a soon-to-be-launched vodka company. The city was good to me (especially Mimi's pizza on 86th and Lexington). My roommates and I had good and bad times, but memories I cherish either way (love and miss you Heather and Dut). I learned so much about myself and a part of me misses the lifestyle, but after a year I had had enough of the big apple.
Colorado: After leaving NYC in May of 2012 I moved to Westminster, CO. It was a beautiful place and I lived down the street from my parents and sister. I got a job in Denver as a travel and expense coordinator. The job was supposed to be full-time but I was too efficient and screwed myself down to part-time hours. I was not very happy, I felt like I was back in high school and I hated it. I knew I needed a change, and after spending my 25th birthday in Las Vegas, I knew I needed to move back home.
Las Vegas: In September of 2012 I moved back to the city of sin, a place that I had been raised. I moved in with my "best friend" which ruined our friendship not necessarily because we didn't get along, but rather because she had another "best friend" who is psychotic and she couldn't see it. After my 14 year old Maltese was abused by said crazy lady, I had to move out. Ended up in a house I really couldn't afford. I started seeing a kid I had known for years. I was never entirely happy with him nor entirely dissatisfied. As a person to hang out with, he could have been my best friend. I had such a good time. As a love interest he lacked in so many ways, and despite all the begging and pleading from me, did not seem to care to fix things. Unfortunately for him, I was also seeing a bartender that I met through aforementioned "best friend." Fast forward seven months of being torn between two very different men to when I find out I am pregnant. Male number one is an ass and abandons me, bartender sticks by my side. Bartender and I had always had great chemistry but he wasn't really looking to be serious. Never thought he would be the one who I was able to count on. Over the course of the pregnancy we built a real relationship and before our daughter was born we had fallen deeply in love with each other. Fast forward to now. Bartender and I live together, are very happy, and our daughter, Kiera, is growing up so fast.
So, now that ya'll are up to speed I will start regularly posting about things going on with me. Tips on mommy life. About cocktailing again. About my home business (krissyanne.myitworks.com). I'm very excited to share my life with you all. Please, don't be strangers, I love comments.
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