Quiet but productive work day
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My husband: “How do you close tabs on a phone again?!”
Sometimes I think he is an old man trapped in a mid twenties body lol
Cheered up my best friend Levi by going to the thrift shop- he’s an expert thrifter (his special interest) and really has an eye. He had fun posing me for a “photoshoot” with what I bought.
And a brand new unopened cheeseboard?!
Clever way to style my husband’s shirt (on myself lol)
I’ve been quiet for the past day or so because I’m helping my best friend who is really struggling with his anxiety. We’re having a sleepover right now, and I’ve put on some meditation music for him and having a snuggle. Just a reminder that everyone is going through something
We're having a thunder and lightning storm. My husband is afraid of both of those things. Poor guy.
Another Preds game night with the guys. Hoping our boys in mustard yellow will defeat the Kraken, but so far this game is uh… not going well.
At least we have snacks…
My husband and I desperately want to go on vacation. Our honeymoon is scheduled for June because of the unpredictable weather we've been having here, and because our hockey season ends in April. It's hard to wait, though.
Out celebrating another win
Long, boring drive this morning… maybe solved by car karaoke
These playoffs are absolutely not high stakes btw, we are an entry level team playing against hot messes who drop their sticks, fall, and hit the post on an empty net… it’s been called the “consolation cup” lol. That is how we keep bulldozing everyone. We just suck *less*. It’s just for fun!
We have a playoff game in Connecticut tomorrow afternoon, and I’m already wiped out and lagging from this past week in general. It’s been chaotic lol. Hopefully I can get it together.
I've obviously mentioned that my husband and I are Nashville Predators fans (hockey team.) So is one of our friends. My best friend, however, is a Buffalo Sabres fan. The Preds are playing the Sabres tonight and we're all watching the game at our house.
My dad (also a [former] hockey goalie) said "Looks like someone's getting voted off the island"
I genuinely feel like I was born in the wrong time and the wrong generation. Spiritually I am 20 years old. Lol
So grateful to spend so many nights like this with my friends
My team has a playoff game tonight… and I just blew out my knee
Worst timing possible. Thank goodness we have two other goalies but I’m obviously pretty upset.
Game night with the guys. Hell yeah
My best friend has a really profound fear of the simulation/backrooms theory. He has OCD (so do I, but mine is treatment responsive) and I wonder if it's a manifestation of his OCD. I'm not judging him at all, just seems like an unusual and specific fear. Anyone else really afraid of stuff like that? I'm curious to hear your thoughts because I'd like to know how to help. Didn't feel like this should be a whole thread
Pekka, our friends and I just found this in a store the guys are all laughing their butts off, and I did also laugh, but I kind of hate that it exists lol
A wedding gift from a friend- these awesome posters for Pekka’s office, including a painting of his jersey (they are from Etsy)
We love all the gifts we received. They are amazing.
In case anyone wasn't sure on the pronunciation, my last name is pronounced "Lowry-nen", not "Laurie-nen." (That's how I write it phonetically for English speakers)
Common misspelling of my husband's first name is "Pecka." Just don't call him "Pecker." Lol -
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