▲ The chillow. I probably hate few things more than the idea of a perma-cold pillow. Give me warm jersey sheets or give me death. #dramatic
▲ I recently saw a license plate frame that said, "Next Stop: Uranus."
▲ I bought a $2 planner at Walgreens with a kitten on the front because it made me laugh. Sometimes I have to use it in public and then, well, I'm that person.
▲ I burned my finger on a pot of cider and I still don't have feeling in a whole patch of skin. Did I mention it happened at Thanksgiving? ...is this gonna be forever?
▲ I burned my finger on a pot of cider and I still don't have feeling in a whole patch of skin. Did I mention it happened at Thanksgiving? ...is this gonna be forever?
▲ Yesterday a woman pulled me aside in the children's department of Macy's and asked if I've ever had a psychic reading because "you have striking energy and I already have so much to talk to you about" and gave me her card.
▲ This yoga pose that promises to relieve stress because SERIOUSLY THAT HAS TO BE A LIE.
▲ I discovered a disturbing trend on Pinterest of referring to a post-pregnancy tummy as a "PP Pooch." *crickets* Any 9-yr-old boy worth his salt could tell you this is a poor choice. I have to leave now. #useyourwords #notwordslikeuranus
▲ This yoga pose that promises to relieve stress because SERIOUSLY THAT HAS TO BE A LIE.
▲ I discovered a disturbing trend on Pinterest of referring to a post-pregnancy tummy as a "PP Pooch." *crickets* Any 9-yr-old boy worth his salt could tell you this is a poor choice. I have to leave now. #useyourwords #notwordslikeuranus
Debatable gray area...
▲ Last night I snacked on a cheese wheel alone and later spent like 5 whole minutes obsessively cleaning my retainers. I mean, I didn't choose the thug life.
▲ I originally taped the following magazine clip to the mirror at a strategic height just to make my roommate laugh, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy the confidence boost every morning. (And yes, I got a heck-ton of teasing/grief from people in real life about this Instagram. Sorry NOT SORRY.)
▲ I originally taped the following magazine clip to the mirror at a strategic height just to make my roommate laugh, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy the confidence boost every morning. (And yes, I got a heck-ton of teasing/grief from people in real life about this Instagram. Sorry NOT SORRY.)
Awesome...
▲ Two summers ago, when I took violin lessons to resurrect my adolescent talent, my primary goal was to learn Meditation by Massenet. The other night in the BART (subway) station, after a long day of work, there was a street violinist playing that exact song. It was captivating.
▲ The movie Slumdog Millionaire. I mean, wow. I know I'm a few years late to that game, but, ask if you want more info/thoughts.
▲ These reverse engagement shots.
▲ One of my favorite things in life is when I struggle with doing something, learn how to do it properly, and then have the chance to help people struggling with the same thing. I'm like, "Empathy! I got this!" I've had a few opportunities to do that recently, including the scanner at the FedEx up the road and the ticket machine at the BART station (so terribly not intuitive, f'reals).
▲ This guy who used a groupon to have a photo shoot with his kitten.
▲ I have so many hilarious/terrifying encounters with mannequins at work (like yesterday when I had to basically embrace one to lift it and then the arm popped off and I guess that makes it technically a side hug) that I couldn't help but appreciate this man who turned his wife's shopping trips into an amazing game.
▲ One of my favorite things in life is when I struggle with doing something, learn how to do it properly, and then have the chance to help people struggling with the same thing. I'm like, "Empathy! I got this!" I've had a few opportunities to do that recently, including the scanner at the FedEx up the road and the ticket machine at the BART station (so terribly not intuitive, f'reals).
▲ This guy who used a groupon to have a photo shoot with his kitten.
▲ I have so many hilarious/terrifying encounters with mannequins at work (like yesterday when I had to basically embrace one to lift it and then the arm popped off and I guess that makes it technically a side hug) that I couldn't help but appreciate this man who turned his wife's shopping trips into an amazing game.
▲ This study that's totally legit and totally based on science has irrefutably proved that women named Katie make the best wives. I mean, there you have it.
i can't get over the kitten photo shoot, seriously there are other things i could talk about, but seriously the kitten.
ReplyDeleteoh and slumdog, i love it.
You should probably know that I have kept this post unread in my feedly even after having read it just because the title makes me laugh every time I see it. I have the sense of humor of a twelve-year-old boy.
ReplyDeleteThe kitten photo shoot!!!!! I'm just so very happy.
ReplyDeleteI thin Jacob plays the shopping game too. We find ourselves often undressing mannequins just to get the right size if he can't duplicate it. But a blog- um brilliant!
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