Today is my dear Valerie’s 24th birthday! In case you didn’t know, Val is a House 9 sister, an unabashed partner in crime and dearest friend. And while I was tempted to write
Today is my dear Valerie’s 24th birthday! In case you didn’t know, Val is a House 9 sister, an unabashed partner in crime and dearest friend. And while I was tempted to write
I love arts and crafts. As a kid, I remember resolutely saving up my money and marching into Michael’s with 10 dollars in my hand and dreams of creative genius.
Hiya, Internet. I’m a lil’ bored. So, I’m going to tell you something that is annoying to me. Would you like to know what it is? I don’t care, I’m
I have never painted my toenails this dark of a color. NEVER. Speaking of which, I’ve never really done the whole “painted toenails” thing. Or fingernails. Or spas or pampering
So… I’m a little ahead of myself. I know. But I love home decor, I love cooking, I love pretty things, and currently there are just so many awesome accessories
I’m planning a wedding. Some of my very dear friends are planning weddings as well, (or at least vicariously 😉 ) which makes for plenty of moral support, giggling, squealing
I might have mentioned this before, but I was a little lonely when I first came to Orange County. I mean, wow, I have no (nearby) friends and no money
I’m little, and the edge of the couch just catches my inordinately long legs at the calf, causing my feet to stick out, shoelaces drooping with the tiredness of a
Yesterday was horrible. Tons of meetings, pointless blame being thrown about, long-winded explanations for things that didn’t need explaining, plenty of crabby people and enough flourescent lighting and piped air to
Independence Day. That’s what I’m talkin’ ’bout. Whoever thought up the 4th of July on a Friday, plus giving Monday off to our sad little over-worked selves is a saint.