Author: Nikki

How I Became Social in a Weekend…on accident!

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Hey there, readers! Today, I’m here to share a little revelation I’ve had recently: I, the self-proclaimed non-social person, have unintentionally transformed into a social butterfly (::GASP::).

You see, I’m usually caught up in a whirlwind of daily activities – rushing to practice, spending quality time with my family, attempting to conquer the never-ending laundry and cleaning chores. But somehow, this week has taken a surprising turn. It’s as if I accidentally stumbled into the body of an extrovert with social engagements. Of course all of this is by accident!

To my disbelief, my calendar is now packed with me being outside. I’ve got a dinner to catch up with old friends, a birthday dinner of I don’t know, a last minute sisters night out to Napa Valley, and to top it all off, a mixer to attend for work. Whoever said yes to all of these events happening in a matter of a few days is out of their mind! I would never (knowingly)!

Now, I must confess that as much as I’m looking forward to these gatherings, I am definitely feeling overwhelmed as I’m realizing what I’ve done. The struggle is real!

The truth is, I’m not sure if I’ll be able to mentally manage all the “socialness” (yes, I just made up that word) that has suddenly engulfed my life. The mere thought of balancing all these commitments is making me sweat.

So, as I embark on this unexpected social journey, I ask for your support and well wishes. Wish me luck as I attempt to navigate this whirlwind of events and try my best not to have a mental breakdown along the way. I promise to keep you posted on the rollercoaster of emotions I’m about to experience.

Maybe I’ll get through all of it without anxiety and breakdowns! It will be so much that I don’t have time to even think about it. After all, life is all about unexpected twists and turns, right?

Until next time, buckle up and join me on this wild ride as I test my social limits. Let’s see where this accidental social butterfly transformation takes me.

Dog Discrimination Much?

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The other day, my sister posted a picture of her adorable German Shepherd/Husky mix puppies on the Neighborhood app. She indicated the price she wanted to rehome them for – and let’s just say, it was a steal. But apparently, not everyone agreed.

Enter the woman who decided to flag my sister’s post. According to her, my sister is irresponsible for not being a breeder and charging such a low price for mixed breed dogs. She went on to say that doing things like that means all of the puppies will end up at the pound and be put to sleep. And of course, her friends chimed in, telling her she did the right thing to flag the post.

Now, I have a few issues with this. First of all, my sister’s puppies were not overpriced – they were actually priced very reasonably. Second of all, who made this woman the authority on responsible pet ownership? Last I checked, my sister was perfectly capable of deciding how much to charge for her puppies. And let’s not forget that German Shepherd/Husky mixes can make wonderful pets. I mean, have you seen those puppy eyes?

And finally, the fact that she referred to them as “mixed breed dogs” like it’s some kind of insult really grinds my gears. Are we not allowed to love mixed breed dogs now? What about Labradoodles? Are they not just as lovable?

The drama surrounding my sister’s Neighborhood app post was completely unnecessary. If you don’t like the price, move on. And if you’re going to flag someone’s post, at least have a valid reason for doing so. Don’t just go around spreading negativity and causing drama. Some people just need to stay in their land and mind their own business. And for the love of all things furry, don’t insult mixed breed dogs. They’re just as worthy of love and affection as any purebred.

Snip, Snip, Sob

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Hello, dear readers! Welcome to the chaotic roller coaster that is my life. Let’s kick off this first blog post with a healthy dose of drama, tears, and frustration. Buckle up, because this is going to be quite the ride.

The Hair-raising Horror:

For years, I’ve been painstakingly growing my daughter’s hair to be long and healthy. We’re talking waist-length locks here, people! This is especially significant for me because I have a genuine, crippling fear of…wait for it…HAIR. Yes, hair. My kids have to clean my brushes because I just can’t handle it. Before my kids, those brushes were destined for the trash.

Imagine my shock this morning when I called my daughter over to do her hair, only to find that she had taken matters into her own hands—or rather, her own scissors. She now sports a 2.5 x 2.5-inch patch of hair just half an inch long above her ear. My heart sank, and I couldn’t help but cry. She had no idea why she did it, and I felt utterly helpless.

I wept for her, knowing she’d likely face teasing at school, but I also wept for myself. I put so much effort into nurturing her delicate 4a/4b hair, and now it was ruined. To make matters worse, I’m no hair whiz—I can manage a braid or a two-strand twist, but that’s it. I can’t fix this for her, and it’s tearing me apart.

As if this disaster wasn’t bad enough, Easter is just around the corner! My family takes Easter Sunday quite seriously, dressing up for brunch and posing for countless photos. With her newly shorn locks, I have no idea how I’ll get my daughter’s hair picture-ready in time.

This whole ordeal has left me in tears—at home, on the way to work, even at my desk. So, here I am, sharing my hair-raising journey with you all. Will I find a solution? Only time will tell.

Until the next twist and turn, stay untangled!