Tbt…last Monday🥳🐶🎉🐩🎂🍪
It was my dog’s birthday last Monday. She turned 9. Every year, leading up to her birthday I get really bad anxiety. And cry in public at some point (it’s really unattractive, lol). Apparently, the anxiety extends beyond her birthdays now because I’ve just been in a state of low-key quiet panic since then. I don’t like animals (and people) getting older. And people using terms like ‘senior’, and ‘old’, etc. I also don’t like change. I don’t even like trying a new cleanser.🤣🤷🏻♀️
This year, I took her to get a doggie cupcake. And for the record, yes I do celebrate every year..and I usually have some kind of festive outfit and/or photo-shoot planned, and I don’t care if it’s weird. If I could afford it, I’d probably throw her an actual birthday party (even though I don’t have anyone to invite)🤣. And If I had friends who didn’t dislike dogs (really?), I’d probably send them these photos, but there’s no point (honestly, who dislikes dogs..I’m allergic to most of them, and I still love them). OK fine, I did send one shot to a friend..and told her it’s my child’s birthday (totally normal).
Anyhoo, I couldn’t pic just one photo to post, and I’m kinda questioning my fleece that I bought from the men’s section (🤦🏻♀️) at H&M. And that lipstick for daytime(🤦🏻♀️)? Actually, just ignore me completely, and enjoy Miss Ginger and her customized ‘Ginger’ birthday cookie.
Now if you’ll excuse me, Ginger just vomited as I was writing this post, and I have to go panic about it. K, bye.
Happy Tuesday,
Jeinous & Miss Ginger
P.S. I posted these photos last week on Instagram (shout-out to the people I don’t even know who wished her a happy bday), and then I realized that it looks like I have a mortifying side-burn in one shot. I belly-laughed uncontrollably for a good 20 min, but then I realized that no one even cares enough to scroll through all of my shots on IG so, whatevs.🤣🤣🤣
