I remember the time my mom and dad’s dryer went out and we hung our clothes outside. Sheet days were my favorites as I recall running through the freshly washed sheets pretending they were walls. Nowadays, I wish I could visualize feeling as unstoppable as I was when I was 6 years old.
Pose Fair’s Valentine’s Pop Up is officially opened! It only lasts until February 14th, so you’ll want to prioritize visiting. There are tons of sweet or sexy couple poses. Hopscotch’s Love Box is an excellent example of sweet. 3 couple poses and 5 female singles are available. Want to see? Click love for your ride to the Valentine’s Pop Up!
This is a subtle part II to my last post. My husband teased me mercilessly about calling one of my posts part I, so this is a test. If he really reads my blogs, I have to use it to my advantage. 😉
Last time, I went on and on about our Chihuahuas, but only wrote specifically about Annabelle. Now, my little Loki is my first love! Both pups were rescues so I can only imagine their pasts. Loki’s foster dad was not official, but he was the one who snatched up a little, lost dog walking around in traffic. I’m so glad he saved Loki’s life because my little pup doesn’t know this, but he saved mine. When I adopted him, I was desperately in need of unconditional love. We were a match!
Now, I have my hubby and our Annabelle so it finally feels like a family. All we need is a place that I want to call home, and that is harder than it sounds because it has to be a home in Las Vegas and not my hometown Albuquerque, for now.
Outfit: Layercake Tank by More Than Ever (3 color choices and Maitreya and Omega appliers for shorts) @ Designer Showcase (June 2016)
My husband will appreciate half of this post. Now, when I say he’ll appreciate it, I mean he’ll remember the original story. We adopted Annabelle, a little rascal of a Chihuahua, last year because my husband saw her picture and wanted to give our Chihuahua Loki a companion. The first couple of days were rough! I was protective over my Loki because…well he’s a mama’s boy. Annabelle is younger so much more playful. Naturally, I thought playful meant she wanted to eat him. Now I know better. They’re a cute little team. She feels like a part of the family, which hopefully means she won’t try and run.
Annabelle’s foster parents warned us that she was an escape artist. We found out that was true a couple of days later. She didn’t escape, but she hauled ass down the stairs and out the door. Thankfully, my husband caught her. I can’t imagine our little family without her. Both of our pups were rescues, so I always wonder about their lives before us. That also means my husband and I are fiercely protective of them. We don’t know where Annabelle wanted to go or where our little rat babies (yeah that means Chihuahuas in our world) have been.