God, I suck at writing

Guess who’s got two thumbs and a penchant for not following through? This guy.

To quickly recap, I’m still in Germany, still married to the military, still purchasing way too many shades of red lipstick, still constantly dyeing my hair.

Oh, but Charming and I adopted a black kitten that we named Dash. Then we found out he was actually a panther. Oops.

I’m finding it more and more difficult to find the perfect wardrobe staples for a country that springtime means slightly warmer overcast weather. Galoshes only go with so much. Also, it’s way hard to make yourself cute in the morning when all you want to do is sleep.

First world problems right there.

Still, there is a USO to plan events for, wounded soldiers to befriend and exchange off color banter with, people’s dogs to befriend, and a poshmark addiction to feed.

Have you guys been on poshmark? Oh it’s dangerous.

I want to promise to continue updating frequently on here since I should probably use my bachelor’s in writing for something. Instead, I’ll promise to valiantly attempt it. I’m still trying to hone in on my subject matter. Easier said than done considering this writer is a total spaz with shiny object syndrome.

Speaking of, I’ve been addicted to glitter nail polish lately. It makes everything more festive.

Sweet Jesus, I need to be medicated.

 

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