November 2011
3 posts
April 2011
2 posts
March 2011
8 posts
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kat stratford
kat stratford by sparklesmcgee featuring a peasant top
want →
February 2011
27 posts
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sometimes
“somtimes you get up and bake a cake or something, sometimes you stay in bed”
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Comically Vintage →
jiminy...
I’d really like to have a computer of my own one day so maybe I can update this thing every now and again. *le sigh*
October 2010
1 post
oh, me
I think….
I’ve spent a lot of time in the past wishing I were someone else.
Screw that.
September 2010
1 post
Write one leaf about remodeling.
A few weeks ago my husband, my sister-in-law and I stuffed our little Mazda to the brink and headed out into the sunrise - Westward we rode.
Life on the west coast is uncertainty for now. This house, these folks, the weather. My purpose, my role, my desires. All in what Kris Valloton called today “the process to the palace”.
And this palace is being remodeled. By the transformation...
June 2010
2 posts
always yes
“For all the promises of God find their yes in Him. That is why it is through him that we utter our Amen to God for his glory.” 2 Corinthians 1:20
and now there are two...
Me and Mr. Thompson. I am his beloved and he is mine. This ball is a-rolling and I chasing after full throttle. What a thrill.
I’m installing Rosetta Stone Spanish into my computer riiiiiight now!
April 2010
14 posts
this lifts me →
Write one leaf about oatmeal.
(via writeoneleaf)
My father has eaten oatmeal every morning ever since I knew he ate food.
For his cholesterol, he says.
I have this fascination with people who do the same thing repeatedly. Creatures of Habit. I think I’m so intrigued because I can’t seem to commit to eating oatmeal every morning, or even taking pills when I’m supposed to. I’m what you call flighty.
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i need an ambulance
Let me be frank.
I don’t care about grades. Er, I didn’t care about grades. Until now when I need them to graduate.
I have to confess something here. I took two summer classes last year so I could graduate on time. Being the not-caring-about-grades person that I am, I didn’t look at them. Naturally.
But now… I keep sending for my transcript to get delivered from Tech to...
tie it all together
This morning at 9:56 I told Carmen-
“I’m not going to chapel; you go on…”
- and with that I finished tacking shoulder pads into Miss Prism’s sweater and headed to my car to retreat from Awards Day.
See, I wouldn’t call myself the award-winning type. I’ve never made straight A’s. I’ve never had perfect attendance. I’m not a type-A,...
good morning
it’s a dress-wearin’, oxford-sportin’, armpit-itchin’, water-drinkin’, sun-soakin’, excuse-makin’ kind of day.