So about two weeks ago I drove everyone I know nuts trying to get entries to win $5K from Quaker Oats for a local food bank. My obnoxiousness paid off since Quaker will be donating $5K to Gleaners food bank in Indianapolis. WHEE! Here I go being obnoxious again, you see this time Tyson chickenContinue reading “the squeaky wheel gets the goods.”
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moosh 12-14 f/4.0
the moosh loves to take pictures. Her first “camera” was a yellow Lego. She’s come a long way.
Lost in New Mexico.
I tried Vlogging. I failed. Vlogging is a lot of work and I talk too much. I also forgot how much I don’t like my nose and the sound of my own voice. I have been with my family hanging out in New Mexico where it’s warm and sunny. It’s really hard to sit downContinue reading “Lost in New Mexico.”
Cue Squees in 3..2…1…NYC Day 3
In case you’re one of those people that need the full story, day one is here…day two is here. Real life time and vacation time are two different worlds. If you asked me to be somewhere at 11am here at home? I’d be wide awake, well fed and prepared for the day. Ask me toContinue reading “Cue Squees in 3..2…1…NYC Day 3”
Prada/Prado-NYC Day 2
Didn’t hear about day one? Well, it was thrilling, check it out here. Cody and I weren’t ever sure if the beds at the W were comfortable. We were so tired we didn’t have time to notice, meaning New York hotels could make you sleep on box springs and you wouldn’t even notice because you’reContinue reading “Prada/Prado-NYC Day 2”
big cupcakes/big apple-day 1.
I get motion sick easily. Even more so on a plane. However when I take Dramamine I tend to smash into glass walls at hotels and leave face smudges. Now I’ve never been on one of those express planes before, BEFORE TUESDAY THAT IS. Wow. It’s like being loaded into a paper towel tube withContinue reading “big cupcakes/big apple-day 1.”
beginning at the end.
This is me with Vivienne Tam. Gracious, gentle, kind, radiant Vivienne Tam. World renowned fashion designer Vivienne Tam. Not only am I in the same picture as her in her Boutique on Mercer in New York City, I am wearing a dress of her very own design from her spring collection that she gave me.Continue reading “beginning at the end.”
nine eleven memorial.
It’s a lot of pictures I know. Bear with me. All taken at St. Paul’s Chapel, directly across from where the twin towers fell seven years ago. The feeling of reverence was astounding.
the shiniest hotel room. ever.
Let’s just take a minute and talk about the hotel I’m in. Lit closet rod bar. Water that appears as if from no where. Snacks in tidy little (albeit expensive) plexiglass jars. A pink flame throw pillow. A Kaleidoscope. The unbearably touchable alarm clock. AND! Friendly envelopes. Not pictured is the reflective headboard (!!!), theContinue reading “the shiniest hotel room. ever.”
Dear man who sleeps in my bed every night,
It’s Valentine’s Day #8 for us, and may I just say it’s nice that we both kind of remembered this year given our long standing tradition of forgetting important moments in our relationship. (See birthday of ’04, Valentine’s of ’05 and Anniversary of ’02, ’03 and maybe ’06 and ’07) I’m not going to lie,Continue reading “Dear man who sleeps in my bed every night,”