So I tried out a Yummie Tummie or two while I was in Chicago. I was not instantly sold. However after some messing around and modifying…I think I will always have a Yummie Tummie in my wardrobe. That is until I have rock hard abs. *pfft.* See why here. (Yes. With pictures that you canContinue reading “yummie muffin obliterators.”
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where I’ve been with what I’ve done.
When I look over the last year I am in awe of what I have had the opportunity to do. I could never say that one was better than the other because everything has been so amazing in its own way. My mom did a fantastic job of getting my sister and me to everyContinue reading “where I’ve been with what I’ve done.”
project awkward photo with malvin on the runway.
This is my darling Jessie and me. Doing an awkward prom photo pose. I wore this outfit to BowlHer ’09. I won a trip with this outfit to go to a Project Runway party in NYC that takes place this Thursday. I hope I get to meet Malvin and have a really awkward conversation aboutContinue reading “project awkward photo with malvin on the runway.”
nine eleven memorial.
(This is reposted from my trip to NYC back in February of 2009.) All taken at St. Paul’s Chapel, directly across from where the twin towers fell eight years ago today. Terrorists suck. America rocks.
the real moosh.
The terrible twos are called terrible because suddenly your sweet bundle of joy develops an opinion. Three is just as bad because not only do they still have the opinions, they also suddenly have the desire to do things ALL! BY! THEMSELVES! Then there’s four (almost five.) Complete with the opinion plus desire to doContinue reading “the real moosh.”
maghound…a giveaway.
***This is a post where a company (Maghound) was all “HEY TRY OUR STUFF FOR FREE” and I was all “OKAY BUT ONLY IF IT’S AWESOME” and guess what? It is awesome. And I get to give the same thing I got away to one of you. No money traded hands. Just glossies. P.S. IContinue reading “maghound…a giveaway.”
a mac is not a real apple.
You can’t pick raspberries and be online at the same time. You also can’t pick apples while updating your facebook status. You can’t choose out Indiana tomatoes the size of pumpkins while tweeting from an iPhone. And you definitely can’t feel up a giant peach with a laptop in your hands. There was no wi-fiContinue reading “a mac is not a real apple.”
polly with a bun in her pocket.
Who wants to take this one? I for one know there is not a Peter Pocket, let alone have Peter and Polly become Mr. & Mrs. Pocket. And yet I come downstairs to this… So… Anybody else have toys making nookie on the side? Maybe it’s my house, remember when that floozy Snow White gotContinue reading “polly with a bun in her pocket.”
our. first. house. (an update.)
Many of you have asked about our! first! house! that I posted about almost three months ago. You know? The one with peach and pastel aquamarine paint downstairs and bright red and bright teal paint upstairs? Sound familiar? Well. The house will still be occupied by us, someday. We’re doing a rehabilitation loan since theContinue reading “our. first. house. (an update.)”
facepoo(k)
It’s no secret that I don’t love facebook, but given what I do it’s a necessary evil. I consider facebook my Internet equivalent of a nasty rush hour commute. It has to be done if you want to keep your “job.” I think it’s messy. And yet it’s kind of the best way to keepContinue reading “facepoo(k)”
making unbreakable - formerly moosh in indy. 