Flying Pigs

This is so funny, I have to share it.

It was once said that a black man would be president "when pigs fly", indeed 100 days into Obama's presidency...Swine Flu!

What's Up

I put a job application in at the Home Depot. I think the only reason I wouldn't mind working there is because I look good in an apron. I might sign up for design class at the BAC, but it's located downtown and I hate traffic...just ask Angie. I'm taking a class for fun on Wednesday nights at the Cambridge Center for Adult Ed. It's called humorous writing... I'm not the best writer in the class, but I'm definitely the funniest. I also got a job coaching cheer leading for a peewee football team. It's only 1 hour a week and 1 game a weekend, but it will give me something to do. So... that's what I've been up to. Sorry I haven't been keeping up with the blogs, I'll try to in the future.

Angie Does Boston

My sister Angie came to visit this weekend. It was so nice to have my first visitor. We had a lot of fun. On Friday we went to Harvard Square for dinner. We went into this weird restaurant where you're supposed to "create" your own meals. We were confused by this concept, so we left. We ended up at a pizza place appropriately named "The Upper Crust". On Saturday, we met with my psychologist Fran, and then we went to McLean to meet with Julietta, the Family Therapist. After that, we went downtown Boston to go shopping and site seeing. Everything was great, until we went to eat lunch.
We were eating lunch on Newberry St. (Rodeo Dr. of the East coast), when we realized that the parking meter we parked at, was soon to expire. So, being the nice big sister, Angie offered to go fill the meter real quick. It took her an hour. Apparently we walked a good mile and didn't realize how far away the car was.
Once she came back, we went on the Duck tour...it was fun. I yelled at a baby. After the tour, we decided to go to the North End which was about 2 miles away. I wanted to take a cab so we could keep our parking spot, but Angie talked me into driving. I let her drive, because she of course knew how to get there. We got lost. I got crabby. We went home hungry. But regardless, it was a good time. Angie did a wonderful job tolerating my whining, I would have slapped me, but she didn't. I'm so sad the weekend had to end. It was such a nice time. I miss her already.

How To Stop Your Neighbor's Dog From Barking

I am not going to groups today on account that my sister's dog was murdered. It's not because I am too sad to go on with my daily tasks, (although, I am very sad for Angie and her kids) but frankly, I don't wanna tell anyone that depressing story, and I know I will if I go to group. It's a story that would definitely get Uncle Albert down from the ceiling...(if you've ever seen Mary Poppins, you will understand what I mean.)

Nickel

My old best friend Nicole is sending me emails and calling... she does not know why I am up here and she keeps asking. The emails are getting more frequent, I have not responded. I know how she is....she is so relentless, I wouldn't doubt it if she finds me. Plus she is a drug addict..so I'm sure she's probably getting out of dodge because of some kind of legal problem. I'm going home today. I have a feeling she will stop by while I'm in town. She tells me that she refuses to spend her 29th birthday in NKY. Her birthday is in May.

hey jen,
whats goin on? i was thinking about moving here soon. i was wandering how boston is? i have to get the hell out of cinci. where you workin? do you like it up there? hit me back...
nicole

Incomplete

Look what I did! Some parts are graphic, but that's just for dramatic effects. Sorry if I used anyone's picture without permission...but it's too late now. None of the gory pics are of me...I promise. Don't watch it without sound, or it won't make any sense.