When the snow came a while back, Baby Girl was delighted. At first she didn’t know how to react and whether this was a good thing. But as soon as she was shown what a snowball is the fun began! I love this girl.
Do you ever just want to smack someone upside the head? Honestly, when did that go out of style? I have at least three good instances in a week where I think someone just plain old deserves a good smack upside the head. You know, a nice and easy, not too hard, smack just to shake some things around and hopefully uproot the common sense that has been lying dormant in there. I know, I’m a very cheerful and optimistic person….I’m assuming that they have some common sense to shake up.
Dress – Trinity // Sweater – Darling via Emerging Thoughts // Scarf – Kensie // Tights – Hansel from Basel // Boots – Walmart Standing out from the crowd is difficult. How do you stand out from a crowd? Other than running naked down the street flailing your arms, of course. Don’t try that by the way, the results are never good. In theory it’s all about being yourself, but in a crowd of people trying to stand out I don’t know if anyone can ever really do it. With everyone trying to feel special in our society by seeking that recognition of being the “most” at something, I wonder if it’s ever really possible to achieve it. I don’t know. Maybe I’m in the crowd so I just can’t see the way, or maybe I’m off to the side standing apart but not out, that I just don’t get it. But I don’t.
I can’t help but wonder about that line from Hope Floats, “I’m just not special, and that’s okay.” Maybe not everyone is meant to be special, and maybe that’s okay.
Maybe just being happy is enough.
Ugh, ever have those days where you could just get your pretentious brain to be quite?
When waiting for a bus you can:
a) Check your email, facebook, and twitter.
b) Take outfit photos
c) Have melting snow slowly drip on your head
d) All of the above
Thanks to Android phone apps, I was able to see that I had 15 minutes before my intended bus arrived at the stop. So, spotting a nearby obliging alley I decided to abandon option ‘c’ and instead retrieve my mini tripod, to do option ‘b.’ That still left me option ‘a’ with which to kill the last four minutes.
If you were in any of the gazillion cars that witnessed this, I’m not crazy, just a blogger…which is often easily interchangeable.
There’s this amazing skill I have. Really, it’s a talent unrivaled by others: if there’s a way to stick my foot in my mouth in a conversation I will find it. I will be the person who for no reason whatsoever will say that thing that will make everyone pause with a slight “oh, what do we say to that” thought. It’s never huge, it’s never greatly offense, it’s just well, awkward. Example, at a recent party Andrew did something awesome, and I blurt out, ” You’re so getting laid for that!” Yup, that’s me. The awkward inappropriate comment. The clincher was that he didn’t – I went right to sleep. Jammies, teeth, sleep…I’m a wild one I tell you. I’m better in print.
In other news, I get a whole day out today to game. That’s right I’m getting my boardgame geek on today!
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The ever lovely Amanda from Royal Daughter Designs tweeted:
So naturally I tweeted back, “Challenge Accepted!!!” *because I really consider myself the Barney Stinson of fashion* That’s the reasoning behind this stunning outfit you see here, and I am linking up for WIWW with it, and if you’re visiting from there, now you know the story behind this super chic look. *sarcasm fully intended*
But as I took on this self-thrown down gauntlet, and as I’ve been reflecting on the last year, I think 2013 is the year of “Challenge Accepted!” At least I’m going to try my darnedest to have the attitude of nothing being impossible and nothing being off the table. This year, to paraphrase a friend, I’m doin’ things my way. This year I’m not going to back down. Chal-lenge Accepted!!
It just doesn’t get any better than clothes that are soft, fluffy and warm. Especially when that nagging head cold won’t go away and you just want to wrap yourself in a perpetual blanket. I wish there was a way to wear a nice hot steaming bath around all day. But I think that would be not only cumbersome, wet, and messy, but would also violate most, if not all, anti-obscenity laws.
Christmas Eve was a blast filled with tons of delicious food, tart wine, heaps upon heaps of toys, and many pieces of wrapping paper laid bare on the sacrificial altar of a Toddler’s joy.
And Christmas day was a wonderful repeat of the same, but at Andrew’s parent’s house.
p.s. I’d like to thank Martha for nominating me for the Versatile Blogger Award. I appreciate it so much and it warms my heart that you like my blog. I hope I can continue to delight you in the new year.











































