Posted on | December 23, 2010 | 16 Comments
i know the lack of posting would convince otherwise, but i am in fact still alive. we have been in full christmas swing ova here and blogging has been moved to the bottom of the list. we’ve had family visiting, already did one full christmas on my side and the hubs is officially on vaycay until monday. here’s what we’ve been up to:
falling asleep at the dinner table.
baking cookies.
decorating cookies.
hanging with family.
drinking lots of cocoa.
getting to know clarice.
generally being adorable. per uge.
and we’re off again! last minute shopping today, movies and wrapping tonight and then celebrations all weekend. i hope you all have an amazing holiday with your families whatever those celebrations may be. be sure to come say hi on monday, we will have a big giveaway from Tea Collection. if you’d like to see more pictures of our last week, go to mah flickr!
xoxo!
Posted on | December 20, 2010 | 13 Comments
this weekend, we stepped out on sunday instead of saturday – saturday was spent doing christmas with my side of the family (it was awesome) inside with comfy socks on. sunday night however, we stepped out to Zoolights at our local zoo and aquarium. us and everyone else! the place was packed – so packed they had to bus us in from a separate parking lot – it was a zoo (badumpcha). but so worth it!
Harper:
coat, Gift, Target
jeans, old navy
shoes, converse
hat, thrifted baby gap
Mama:
Coat, borrowed from Opal
Scarf and gloves, gift
leggings, american apparel
knee socks, target
boots, target
sorry for the late post, hope you will all still link up your posts! can’t wait to see. also? holy crap christmas is this week ::falls over::
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Posted on | December 16, 2010 | 33 Comments
xoxo,
Harper
Posted on | December 16, 2010 | 51 Comments
psycho kitty.
i’ve always been an animal lover. i’m the type who cries the ugly cry at the mere mention of a sara mclaughlan ASPCA commercial. i wanted to be a zoologist or a marine biologist when i grew up (then realized science and math was required. jay slash kay!). when i was 12 my mom adopted a manatee for me named Dugan. having a thing for animals was just ingrained in me – my mom owned a pet shop (with monkeys and parrots and puppies oh my!) before i was born. i truly, truly heart the aminals.
but charkey? charkey just grinds my gears.
she is Scot’s cat. she is sweet enough, but for the love of friskies, she doesn’t DO anything. well, i should say she doesn’t do anything during the day. during the day she sleeps, takes a turd bomb or two and then sleeps some more. you know, to rest up for night time, barfing on things and generally being an asshole.
from day one her hair has taken over the damn place. it’s everywhere. if it’s not covering my clothes, my comforter or my couch, it’s in it’s recycled state in a lump on my side of the bed. seriously. the cat can only hurk where i need to sleep, sit or step. it’s like murphy’s law of cat hurk.
i may enjoy her a little more if she maybe, cuddled during the day or sat on the couch with us or something. but the only cuddling she prefers to do is with my face in the middle of the night. god forbid she sleep at the foot of the bed like a normal cat who doesn’t really like people that much. NO. sleeping is so much more fun next to mandy’s grill. but let’s not like, stay asleep there all night. let’s go get a drink of water and then upon return, use the HEAD of the bed to jump up onto instead of the foot. throw a good loud MEROWW in for good measure as you land on mandy’s face.
every night, after spending a bit of time alone doing “worky” things, i head to bed, my head full of important things (opal, grocery lists, bills, unlaminating my list and putting ryan reynolds back on it) and unimportant things (cleaning baseboards). i toss and turn even though i’m exhausted until eventually sleep takes over. then? then this little turn of events happens.
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this continues all night until the sweet release of morning comes. then that jerk sleeps on my pillow for the majority of the day.
considering a review and giveaway of psycho kitty. or possibly “accidentally” leaving the door open whilst i’m bringing the groceries in.
post summary: psycho kitty can eat my shorts.
falling asleep at the dinner table.
baking cookies.
decorating cookies.
hanging with family.
drinking lots of cocoa.
getting to know clarice.
generally being adorable. per uge.
