snippets
Life moves pretty fast.
I take all these pictures, thinking, "If I don't blog about that, I'll forget it, and I don't want to forget it, even if it's silly."
So here are a few of the random photos on my camera.
Things that make little sense and will never show up in the albums.
Snippets.
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Elf on the Shelf?
No way.
That little voyeur can stay in the armoire. We have a different sort of holiday vigilante.
Ginger.
This is the gingerbread man who's been amusingly terrorizing our house. He swings from chandeliers, climbs trees, and lines up all the shoes.
My daughter is half in love with him. And half terrified.
Kind of like Twilight, but made of ginger.
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These are my new fleece pants.
I have never worn fleece pants before.
Now... I may never wear anything else.
My other pair features polar bears in bobble caps.
If you haven't worn fleece pants before, do yourself a favor.
Go buy some. They're only, like, $10.
Buy the silliest ones you can.
You will fall in love with them. You will write sonnets to them.
Oh fleecy pants / thou art to me / the fuzziest thing / that I could seeLike clouds of love / upon my legs / the bastard child of marshmallows and L'Eggs.
They're that good.
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This is my eyeball.
I'm getting Lasik in February.
I'm giddy. The thought of waking up in the middle of the night and being able to see the alarm clock is so exciting I just about can't stand it. Not to mention not having to juggle contacts and geek glasses on airplanes. And the ocean! I'll be able to swim *and* see!
When asked my eye color, I say, "Lake-ish."
Or hazel. Depending.
They have a surgery now that can turn your eyes blue. When I was younger, I used to think that if I prayed hard enough, I would wake up with blue eyes, and I would be the prettiest girl on earth. Then I read THE BLUEST EYE and decided I was a horrible person who really had things pretty good and could not complain.
Sometimes, I still dream that they're blue.
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I take all these pictures, thinking, "If I don't blog about that, I'll forget it, and I don't want to forget it, even if it's silly."
So here are a few of the random photos on my camera.
Things that make little sense and will never show up in the albums.
Snippets.
*
Elf on the Shelf?
No way.
That little voyeur can stay in the armoire. We have a different sort of holiday vigilante.
Ginger.
This is the gingerbread man who's been amusingly terrorizing our house. He swings from chandeliers, climbs trees, and lines up all the shoes.
My daughter is half in love with him. And half terrified.
Kind of like Twilight, but made of ginger.
*
These are my new fleece pants.
I have never worn fleece pants before.
Now... I may never wear anything else.
My other pair features polar bears in bobble caps.
If you haven't worn fleece pants before, do yourself a favor.
Go buy some. They're only, like, $10.
Buy the silliest ones you can.
You will fall in love with them. You will write sonnets to them.
Oh fleecy pants / thou art to me / the fuzziest thing / that I could seeLike clouds of love / upon my legs / the bastard child of marshmallows and L'Eggs.
They're that good.
*
This is my eyeball.
I'm getting Lasik in February.
I'm giddy. The thought of waking up in the middle of the night and being able to see the alarm clock is so exciting I just about can't stand it. Not to mention not having to juggle contacts and geek glasses on airplanes. And the ocean! I'll be able to swim *and* see!
When asked my eye color, I say, "Lake-ish."
Or hazel. Depending.
They have a surgery now that can turn your eyes blue. When I was younger, I used to think that if I prayed hard enough, I would wake up with blue eyes, and I would be the prettiest girl on earth. Then I read THE BLUEST EYE and decided I was a horrible person who really had things pretty good and could not complain.
Sometimes, I still dream that they're blue.
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