Showing posts with label guest post. Show all posts
Showing posts with label guest post. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

this is probably my favorite picture ever taken. ever.

for another chance to see this gem
 and to hear me go on and on
about how love is like jumping off a cliff
into a giant body of water,
head on over to catherine's blog.

warning: 
i mention cheese.



Thursday, February 9, 2012

today is thursday

last night during a telephone conversation,
i planned my outfit for today.
it was decided i would wear the following:
 my "save ginny weasley" shirt,
black cardigan and leopard flats.
{please note, since their purchase last saturday, i have worn these flats frice.
is frice a word? like thrice but better? what would be the "four" version of thrice?}
in order to maintain a false air of professionalism,
i have to wear my cowl to cover the graphic at work.
the wearing of my cowl has resulted in
 more cubicle ninja pictures. 
i'm just waiting for someone to tell me
there's something on my head.
cain't nobody tell me to be professional!
#rebel4lyfe

in other news,
andrea was gracious enough
 to let me take over her corner of the interwebz today.
check it out and please remember,
indecisiveness is not skankiness. 

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

as of late.

this is the most it's snowed this winter.
it's killing me. 
stripes. zipper pants. flats. speckled ground. 
collar-bows and pea coats. 
sass knows how to rock it like a wasp.
behold, i present you 
gingerbread hogwarts. 
scarves are like blankets
and work is like death.
ashley went to the christmas dance and broke seventeen hearts.
they asked her not to come to a dance ever again.
the administration couldn't handle so many crying boys.
but really....


in other news,
on saturday i was guest posting on hilary's corner of the interwebz.
i would have told you sooner
but sometimes life is just too fun.
that and it's just a list
about school, people who don't shower, and alien  babies.
nbd.

Monday, September 12, 2011

womp womp womp

sometimes baby brother thinks he's clever.
other times he thinks he's really clever
and i try to match it.
turns out i'm not as clever as i thought. 
please don't tell me i'm the only one 
who thought "prince whalebert" was a legitimate title.

in other news,
i'm over here talking about
how much i love hp and stachies.
you know, the usual.