Last night, I was doing usual thing, running one of 58,976 pre-wedding errands (no, it’s not overwhelming, why?) and then going home to straighten out my life and put on
Last night, I was doing usual thing, running one of 58,976 pre-wedding errands (no, it’s not overwhelming, why?) and then going home to straighten out my life and put on
It’s a general theme of teenage angst-rock to remain undefined. Today, I think I’m getting in touch with my inner confused 17-year-old, because I’m completely sick of being told who
I am. I am totally, completely, utterly, 100% WHELMED. I am tired of answering questions, I am tired of getting up early, I am tired of to-do lists, I am
…and it’s gonna be chilly. So I need one of these. Right, budget?
I try not to talk about politics. It’s something that I believe in very strongly, but, as Jen Lancaster wisely said, us bloggers aren’t always the best to go to
I am so good at split-second judgments. Seriously. Here’s three examples, and I bet you will all be in awe, as I’m sure none of you would ever think like
Living in the OC, we get used to being harangued. We are honked at, swerved by and gestured wildly towards on the road, ignored in check-out lines and summarily dismissed
Lose weight/get in shape Stress less Finish some wedding-planning Lose the blues Change in weather (I’m ready for boot and sweater time!) Love better Live truer Laugh more Save money
909. Jeeps. Trucks. Dirtbikes. ATVs. Rock Crawlers. Rednecks. The Hood. Piercings. Tattoos. Military. Big Tires (not just in the literal sense). Rural. Wanna-bes. Trucker Caps. Grease. Free stuff. Beer. Step-kids.
Now, you too, can learn to do this.