Square

I live in a square.

I drive a square.

I go to school in a square.

I watch tv on a square.

I hang squares on my wall.

I walk on a square sidewalk and open square doors.

I cover myself with a square blanket.

I buy blocks of squares and sew them together into bigger squares.

I write with on a square.

I take square pictures.

I wear square shirts.

I talk on a square.

I dry off with a square.

I read a square.





But I am a circle.


and if i'm a circle...i hope you're a circle

Laurel's Party

Hindsight is 20/20 and looking back, I should have known that today was going to turn out a little more shabby than chic. It started somewhere between when I officially went to sleep (3am) and when I officially woke up (12noon) there was some sort of massive emergency on Woodley Ave. I wake to the sound of screaming sirens and hear them blurp off as they near my house. Then 10 minutes later (just enough time for me to convince penelope to stop huffing around the house and come back to bed) another blaring siren screams around the corner and halts when it gets to me. This happened about 4 more times. After that, I was sure a murderer was on the loose and that he was coming to get me.

"Was that my door I hear opening, is someone breaking in" My inner psycho whispers to my inner rational thought.

"No stupid," my rational side condescendingly snides back.

Psycho was wrong. No one was breaking in. But it was enough to suddenly make me inexplicably alert.

And then I decided to watch my tivo. 2 hours later I fell asleep. I woke to my vibrating phone...a text from LaDwan

"You're coming tonight right?"

curse! I thought Laurel's birthday party was tomorrow. That means I have 3 hours to:
1-Go to Trader Joes to get ingredients for...
2-homemade pico de gallo
3-homemade guacamole
4-shower
5-decide whether i want to do my hair or makeup
6-check yesterdays lotto numbers

I got to number 2 when it happened.


slice

Despite my master chef skills I major sliced open my hand.
(WARNING...THIS GETS GROSS)
Within seconds I was puking down the front of my shirt. It was like when you are little and you are running down the sidewalk arms ready to embrace your dad for a big aerial hug and then you trip and before you even hit the ground your eyes are filled with tears...but this time it was puke.

The rest of the night was filled with pain/humiliation/boredom and a pledge to eat take-out until my wound is healed. 10-14 days according to the docs.

This is a long winded way of saying...Happy Birthday Laurel...im sorry i missed your party. i hope you had costumes, puppies and horror films galore.

McRed- I.......Die

Blah Blah Blah McDreamy/Steamy. There is only one man on Grey's Anatomy that gets my heart galloping and it is this scottish hotness. Man o man dingo..he can choke me any day he wants to.

Pinup Penny

So...

What happens when you take a small town pup and move to the big beach city???

She turns into a sexy blond bombshell... sigh... my bebe is all grown up.

Fancy a coast...er??

Here are my latest inventions...tile coasters! (I mean I prolly didn't invent them but this is MY blog) I....DIE for these. I love.love.love them. Such handy little gifts and they are handmade (the best kind of gift according to yours truly!)


You could definitely get a little cheesy with the coaster saying.
'Coast through marriage' or 'in love from coast to coast' as a wedding gift
'Coast through the school year' as a teacher gift


I also think they would make such cute wedding favors with the Bride and Groom names.

Opportunities are Endless... Hope you likey : )

Have you heard???

My stockpile of Polaroid film in my fridge has dwindled to my final 10-pack. Lucky for me (and my instant film addiction) UI has stepped up with the Impossible Project and saved the day (or at least my day : ) You can read all about it here. Needless to say, this makes me terribly happy.

(Teacups at Disneyland...so enchanting)

Here's to instant gratification. Kiss Kiss!

PS...anyone else like instant film???

Miss Libby, you look dashing

I have been dying to learn how to smock fabric for a while now and with my beautiful friend McCall having a perfect baby girl recently, I knew I had the perfect opportunity to learn. I often notice that there is not a lot of choices when it comes to baby fashion, so I tried to stay away from pink and cartoons. I think it turned out so cute! Once I meet little Libbers, I may need to do a fitting and some alterations because I'm no expert on newborn body proportions. (I kept looking at McCalls blog at pics and trying to guess how big she was..haha) Or if its too big she can just grow into it. Let me know if you want one because I need to keep honing my smocking skills, and I don't have a baby so....

Penny and the Jets

Pa-pa-pa Penny and the Jets

Penny learned some tricks and I couldn't resist taking a little vid. She can now sit, shake and roll over (we are still working on stay and drop it.) She doesn't do her best work in the video because I had to hold the camera with the hand I usually hold the treats in so she got a little confused. And how cuters is her dress....my mom got her that for my birthday. (I think she wants some grandkids or something....)

i mourn for my city

These days, my beautiful blue skies have been transformed into a grim smokey grey. If you haven't been following it, Southern California is suffering though the biggest wildfire in LA history (and we are no stranger to wildfires.) News was released tonight that the fire was, in fact, arson. How could it be? People and animals have died. Hundreds are homeless. Lives forever changed, beauty forever burned, mother earth scarred and all of this blood is on the hands of one reckless individual. For some reason, it is such a different feeling when we all thought it was an act of nature...but to know that we are hurting each other... it sends me realing. My heart goes out to those who watched their homes burn, to the animals who are so helpless, and to the thousands who are still evacuated waiting to learn their fate. I wish there were more that I could do. I mourn for my beautiful city.