wiiknd: JUDE SLEPT UNTIL 6 AM AND IT WAS GLORIOUS.

up at four.

bath at six.

nap at nine.

clean house.

family valentine time.

filet mignon.

new girl + brooklyn nine-nine.

no phones = perfect night.

all the cuddles.

sweet, sweet slumber.

home improvements.

grocery shopping.
taco bell heartbreak.
coffee cake dinner.
seinfeld + snuggles.

pump. pump. pump.
gatsby fail.
project runway.
finding bigfoot.
family dinner.
little matie hugs.
psych.

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.

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.

tainted love.

in less than forty minutes,

i have received the following valentine's

and almost thrown up three times as a result.

bless the people in the world

who know of my deep disdain for nicolas cage

and find pleasure in exploiting it. 

 'bless' is code for 'i will cut you.'

i refuse to let these horrifying images

[so.much.chest.hair]

ruin my day. 

happy valentine's day.

love is great.

happy valentine's day hangover.

oh i'm definitely feelin it today.

blaaah.