Wow! What is this? You’re already 19 years old Che. Happiest Birthday to my dearest angel dog. β€οΈπβ€οΈπβ€οΈ I hope you’re doing awesome on the other side.
Tomorrow marks the 7th year of your passing. I misssss you! Perhaps you’ve reincarnated? But I don’t think you left yet because today you gave me a sign on your special day, just like two years ago.
To my long time readers, remember these photo canvases of Chester? They were from 6 years ago.
Sorry for the long silence. I didn’t fall out of love with blogging. But because I run out of ideas on what to write. π Anyway, I’m back!
I was tweeting about cutting my own hair today and suddenly got the lightbulb π‘ moment. Why not talk more about it on the blog?
So, what got me into cutting my own hair? I used to have very rough and frizzy hair. No matter what style the hairdressers styled on me, my hair always turns out ugly. I’d even one hairdresser condemning my hair because of the rough and frizzy hair (of course, I never went back). Since it’s always the same case of ugliness, I suddenly got tempted to cut my own hair. Not because I think I can cut better (far from it) but because it’ll still turn out the same ugly and the bonuses are I’ll gain experience and save $$.
To my handsome angel, happy 15th birthday! π
I donβt miss you every day. But I miss you every other day.
Tomorrow will be the 3rd anniversary of your passing.
Love ya always! π
Happy 14th birthday, my dear Chester. β€οΈ
Yes, I taught him to drink at two years of age.
Because life can be maniac at times. Bottoms up!
Tomorrow will be two years since you left us.
λ§μ΄λ§μ΄μ¬λν΄ π
