gonna dress you up in my blog…
I has a new blog. It involves dresses. Please go and look at it and tell your friends. Updates daily for one hundred days!
omg dresses!
sometimes your purrs just hypnotize me.
My cat, Big Nose, unexpectedly passed away today. He will be sorely missed. I love you Big Nose.
100 days of dresses.
I had an idea. I own over 100 dresses. I thought I’d wear a different dress every day for 100 days since I actually have the ability to do so, though some of the dresses are a weeee (okay what’s the big version of weeee) bit too small so I’d really have to count all of the dresses that fit and see if it adds up to 100. Anyway so I’d thought I’d do this, photograph myself everyday and blog about each one. So I googled 100 dresses in 100 days and found someone already did it, over a year ago and so yeah, it’s been done. It was done pretty well but my dress taste is pretty different than said bloggers dress taste, as is my overall aesthetic. So the question is do I embark on this endeavor and try to improve upon it? Hmm…the other dress blog.
And now here’s a completely random picture of an owl that I took at a Barnes and Noble one night.
Hit in the ear, with a shoe.
I went dancing last night and it was 80’s night so obviously a girl was doing high kicks and her shoe flew off and hit me in the ear. It went something like this:
Dance, dance, dance, OW! Who’s shoe is this? Yes, it hit me in the ear. Oh, you were doing high kicks, that makes sense then. Yes, no, I’m fine.
I think it’s payback for all those times I smoked on the dance floor and accidentally burned people.
In other news I went back to the gym. My gym is an old lady gym and I kind of love it. They are all so sweet, some of them are even nuns. This fat kid thing is going to be a slow process but they’ll make it easier. I also completed 1.5 hours on the wii fit. I quite enjoy that thing. I am getting really good at the rhythm boxing I must say. I don’t yell at the tv screen anymore.
It was supposed to snow oodles today but it’s just cold instead. I’m going to go see the Wrestler in an hour. I bet it’s good and I’ll like it.
I am boring and sort of hungover.
My cat has a hyperthyroid, high blood pressure and kidney disease. She’s sleeping next me and we’re watching bad reality tv.
I guess I’ll go change out of my sweater since there’s pancake batter all over the sleeve. Yup. I guess I should’ve stopped at the shoe story, it’s all I got right now.
bunny bunny hop hop
Every first of the month I try to remember to say rabbit rabbit for good luck. This all started because of the band of Jawbreaker and because I am a bit superstitious and enjoy being involved in anything that can bring me good luck or that provides me with a wish. Eyelash fall out? Sweet, wish away. First time eating something, don’t forget to make that wish. Birthday? Make damn sure you get to blow out some candles, even if it’s one lone candle stuck in the nearest confection.
Anyway. I thought I’d actually research the origin of this particular superstition since I enjoy it so much and use it for so many things. Googling something is as far I usually get when I’m doing my “research”. And so I’ve learned there are actually many variations of the saying, according to wikipedia anyway.
If you’re too lazy for googling you can see the wiki entry here
That is all. Happy October 1st Y’all.
let’s get married in a big cathedral by a priest
I’m taking a quick break from the eight hundred million things I have to do in the next five days to write about a few of them. It keeps me sane, like doing the dishes and looking at my backyard. Sometimes a girls just gotta blog about it…
Michael is still immobile, four more days. He is starting to be able to see things better as fluid is now replacing the jelly that was in his eye.
Yesterday Rica and I went to Linvilla Farms and purchased $220 worth of pumpkins. It was actually $250 but they gave us a discount. This is what that much money in pumpkins looks like.
They thought we were trying to steal them at first. Then I got to drive on the hayride back road. That was cool. We ate cider donuts and I bought a squirrely from the farmer’s market.
Once home I tested the spray paint on the orange pumpkins. It’s sort of magical.
The delivery people have been making me smile lately. Last week they delivered my squirrel topiary, Michael’s custom Chuck Taylor’s and today, just now as I was typing this, I got our cake topper designed by Middleburg on Etsy.com It is amazing!!!
And now it’s back to the reality of seating charts and playlists and menus and flower arrangements and programs and every little tiny detail that this wedding shindig requires. Cross your fingers for sunshine.
