things my brothers tell me, part 4:

L: I weigh 68 pounds.

G: How much do you think I weigh? Leo’s been eating a lot of snack lately.

G: (Upon seeing me pull out my second season to watch) Oh are we already on season two of Gilmore Girls?

L: (Eating a piece of magherita pizza) Wait, is this mold?

G: (To Noah’s large and gruff friend) Can I have your beard?

L: I might need a bigger helmet. I’m older than him.

G: (during the Olympics) I’m rooting for Norway. If anyone asks, I don’t know why.

L: He wants to watch Parks and Re-creation.

L: (after being served a nice big Belgian waffle) Hello – you have a one-way ticket to tummy town

Me: Your hair is a lot darker now dude

L: Yeah. Call me dirty blonde now. 

monday

Ok, I’m serious about blogging again this time.

I'm also serious about my new bed time, so hence, there is no picture. It was a busy day. 

I’ve decided having too many shades of chambray is never a bad thing.  A girl needs every wash possible, right?

Every morning I drive to work drinking my smoothie out of a red solo cup and I wonder if the people staring at me think I’m drinking akky.

I have decided that weddings are much more work than I thought they would be. Not in a bad way, but they are a lot of work. I eat, sleep, breathe weddings.

Yesterday I watched High School Musical 2 with the twins and I admit to getting a little too into the whole Troy and Gabriella love story. As L said, “They just kissed twice. That’s a lot of kissing.”

Optimism is my friend of late, and I like having it with me.

Also, I can’t stop reading Where’d You Go Bernadette?.  Like really, I’m in this battle with myself over reading it – I can’t stop reading because it’s so dang good and then I also don’t want to keep reading because I’m dreading finishing it and not having something this fabulous to read anymore.

I’ve found that wasting my energy on some things just isn’t worth it. 

I feel like being crafty. The computer screen hogs my life lately and I’m in need of a craft.

monday

I'm in need of a bang trim and hair cut. 

Getting back into writing is almost like getting back into the dating field. It’s awkward to get back into. But here I am – back again.

My last few weeks of school were busy in every sense of the way. But I’ve learned that that’s when I find out what isn’t necessary to my life and move on with what is.

I thought a lot about this last year at school.  And I learned a lot about myself.  More on that later.

I’m back to work.  Having an excuse to dress up every day = my kind of summer.

This summer calls for an onslaught of new routines, traditions, and experiences. 

I’m in a little summer book club and we read the most delightful books.

I just ate an entire sandwich sized Ziploc baggie of green snap peas for lunch. Hoorah for healty food.

Have you ever been embarrassed at your ability to speed through a TV series and at the same time not be embarrassed enough to stop? That’s me.

It rained today. Don’t you think the Earth looks its lovliest when it has just rained?

Allergy season is always the silent plague.  Trying not to itch my eyes until my make-up comes off leaving me to look like a druggie or a kid with pink eye, is harder than it sounds.

april looks like...