Typical Tuesday

Bob Marley

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Baking Cookies at midnight

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a very specific psycho sister

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Perfect Tuesday night

Care

Mama Care turned an undisclosed age on Thursday.
Actually, undisclosed ages are stupid.
She turned 49.
I wouldn't disclose if she looked ancient, but she doesn't...at all...
Pretty ma.

In the hotel last week, I was trying to sleep like a mature young adult.
It was midnight.
My darling mother had other plans and went into laughing fits every few minutes.
We're talking full on CACKLING fits.
I have a video on my camera if you would like to see/hear (for a small fee, of course).

She's hilarious and I love her.

All grown up

Apparently graduating from college is supposed to equate with adulthood in some skewed, non-sensical equation.

Since I am not measuring up, I've decided that the following three items can help to balance the equation.1. Dress slip. I'm tired of wearing volleyball spandex in order to wear some of my clingier dresses. Did I just admit that? It's time to buy a freaking slip.

2. Perfume. Typically, my only form of perfume is B&B lotion (or in the case of my dear sister, dryer sheets). I would like to say that my mature sense of smell wants to buy Chanel No. 5, but I actually think it smells like grandma drawers full of flannel. I'm gonna aim for Daisy instead.

3. Perfect white button-down. My Banana Republic, crinkled, thin number just isn't cutting it anymore. White button-down + perfect pair of jeans+minimal gold jewelry+ fabulous heels=adult?

The Drive: A pictorial essay

I made the trek from Utah to Texas AGAIN. Trip #24ish?
The scenery doesn't ever change.

Southern Utah is still hell

Durango, Co is still fabulous

Texas hill country is still heaven.

But apparently New Mexico now borders an ocean. That IS a notable change.
Friggin global warming.

Bread Bowl Boy

(blurred for the anonymity of all parties)

Care and I had a front-row seat to this freak show date last week. Bless their little hearts. Well mostly bless the boy's heart. His heart needs a lot of blessing. So does his middle school spikey hair. I think Eugene is an accurate name guess for him.

Some notables that were overheard from the mouth of Eugene :

"Well goodness, this bread bowl surprised me! It's sourdough..I've never had a sourdough bread bowl before! How surprising!"

"I just don't understand why Tina didn't like him. He's funny AND active." (Read: funny and active in your church does not equal automatic marriage)

"What's the deal with Melinda? She keeps saying she's busy...but I can't help thinking it has something to do with me."

Look, Eugene, if you keep talking about other girls and bread bowls on your dates, Melinda ain't never gonna call you back.

Exhausted

Hi.

I'm freaking tired.
But I graduated.
And I'm in Texas.
I'll be back later today.

Nugget Shoes

I bought the little nugget these babies last week


I just wanted something simple and practical for all of her 6 month old walking needs.