Well, here we are. It's been almost a year since I updated and while part of me is upset by that, I know that my need and desire to be on here isn't as strong because I've finally branched out in my actual life. However, I really do miss this.
Here's a rundown of life:
Mom's been unemployed now for nearly two years. She had a contract job for two months last year, and they called her up again for another contract, but it will only be a few weeks. Still, something's better than nothing. Fingers crossed they'll keep her on permanently.
Work's still great. I've been at Walgreens for just under six years. Crazy. There's the normal problems you get from any job, but most of it doesn't irritate me the way it once did. My other Sr. Tech will be gone for four months when her baby girl comes in February, which means more responsibilities on me. Yay!
Maggie Mae is almost a year old! She and Roxie love each other so much. She's a little aggressive when they play, but I'm sure she'll mellow out with time. She appears to be fully grown at around 10 pounds. Tiny compared to Muffy and Roxie. She's a sweet one.
My HPDFW group is amazing. So much fun with those guys. Meeting up Sunday for some Magiquest. Can't wait.
Still have a ridiculous amount of penguins.
Have acquired a new tattoo and piercing - penguin on my ankle and just the normal cartilidge piercing. I will be getting another tat and hole when my income tax comes in in a few weeks.
Gramma is... well, she has good days and bad days. Her hearing is just about gone. Her memory is awful. We have to argue with her for a week before she'll take a shower and even longer to wash her hair. It gets harder every day.
Right now, however, my main concern is for a couple of bunnies. Last year we had an actual snowfall and this adorable white rabbit began hanging around our back driveway. Several months later a little black one joined him. I've been feeding them since Benry (the white one) starting coming around, because I thought he'd just been left by his owner. Found out our douchebag neighbours own them. They clearly don't care for them the way they should. I've been saying I want to keep them for months, but... well, you know.
But the other night I came home to see this:

Looks like he's been attacked. Definitely hurt. I will do anything it takes to get them as mine. Will call animal control to find out what I can do legally, but right now they haven't shown up.
So, that's my life in a nutshell.