the birthday hangover is just an excuse to get out of doing dishes.

today officially marks my second day

as a twenty-four year old.

twenty-four feels just like twenty-three

except this year i'm a pregnant homeowner.

oh yeah...

cory and i bought a house.

i guess this is what being a real life adult is like. 

i'm just excited we get to play rockband

as loud as we want.

plz ignore the dead yard
and my weirdly orange face. 

wiiknd: it basically started on thursday.

the district.

sunshine walks.

free ice cream with easter sprinkles.

nixon lusting.

outside card games.

necessary preparations: potty + water bottle refill.

sit. wait.

watch. cry.

spaz out. yell at screen.

put.the.berries.in.your.freaking.mouth.

hunger games hangover.

discussion anxiety.

sunshine.
grocery shopping.
march madness.
go jazz go.

sunshine.
operation: rescue penelope.
boarding/cruising down the canyon.
saturday picnic.
briefcase browsing.
afternoon nap.
buffalo wild wings.
aziz ansari: dangerously delicious.

church.
basketball.
"it's ice cream time."
afternoon nap.
dinner party.
quadruple overtime.
r.i.p. jazz.
sunday walk.
parks and rec.
intense burrowing.

happy balumtin'th day hangover.

yesterday was a good day.

i smiled a lot.

truth be told, i'm still smiling.

and that's why we call today 

the valentine's day hangover.
and because of that,
it's perfectly acceptable to continue posting
love day related things.

"he's blind but guess what? so is love."

"my body is like disneyland."
his laugh.

happy halloween hangover.

unfortunately,

i didn't consume enough candy yesterday

to have a halloween hangover today.

i usually aim to crash like this at some point during the holiday,

but that's not the case this year.

so to all you recovering sugar crash victims,

well done. 

instead of candy

i ate pumpkin pancakes

at a pumpkin pancake party.

while there, i learned a few things

i'd like to share with you.

 never talk bump-its. 

i guarantee the conversation will take a turn for the worst.

there is no such thing as a wishy-washy lost-ite.

you either love it or you hate it.

parks and rec brings people together.

i blame leslie knope's sparkling personality

and tom haverford's lavish lifestyle.

cool whip on pancakes is the greatest combination ever.

i am kicking myself for not doing it sooner.

and finally, 

nightmare before christmas is not a halloween movie

it's a christmas movie. 

jack the pumpkin king makes me want a door to christmasland.

happy valentine's day hangover.

oh i'm definitely feelin it today.

blaaah.

happy christmas hangover.

hope you all had a stachtastic christmas.
now go and enjoy your christmas hangover*.

*the hangover is a porter-created holiday after each big holiday (i.e. birthdays, thanksgiving, christmas, kwanzaa, etc.) in order prolong the celebration and milk it for as long as possible. 

[example]

mother: brissa, go do the dishes.

brissa: but mom! it's my birthay hangover.

siblings: yeah, it's her hangover, she doesn't have to.

it's glorious.