EVERYTHING about this is just…so damn good.
Oh my baby baby
I love you more than I can tell
I don’t think I can live without you
And I know that I never will
Oh my baby baby
I want you so it scares me to death
I can’t say anymore than “I love you”
Everything else is a waste of breath
I want you
You’ve had your fun you don’t get well no more
I want you
Your fingernails go dragging down the wall
Be careful darling you might fall
You’re not a size six, and you’re not good looking
Well, you better be rich, or be real good at cooking
You should probably lose some weight
'Cause we can't see your bones
You should probably fix your face or you’ll end up on your own
Don’t you want to have somebody who objectifies you?
Have you thought about your butt? Who’s gonna tear it in two?
We’ve never had it so good, uh-huh, we’re out of the woods
And if you can’t detect the sarcasm, you’ve misunderstood
While sweating from irritation and anxiety simply from doing Kindergarten homework I sorta cheated and had to look up pictures of x words because I could only think of two.
Yes, I knew x-ray, but when looking up easy photos (they have to draw them AND spell them, oy) I came across these outrageously cool leggings that are unisex, comfy and super chic by British brand La Loi.
Of course they’re fancy pants (literally) because my nose only knows expensive things I cannot have. If you have dough and a passion for kid fashion have at it, babe and if your kid outgrows them I love a hand-me-down. I want two of everything on their site.
I’m bonkers for this holiday look for Aila from head to toe.
It’s pure party perfection. I want it in a grown up size. I want to have one of those weirdo family portraits where we all dress alike and get Derek and Finn sparkly gold suits with frilly bow ties.
If you can afford this you can buy it here at Cassie’s Closet (where I basically want one of everything pleaseandthankyou).
I’m all goofy for the Giraffes today because their former singer, Aaron Lazar, randomly followed me on Twitter and it made my life because he’s on my list of boys who make my heart thump an extra beat or three.
I don’t know much, but I know it’s the small things that can kinda rock your day when you’re just a mom muddling through a day where you have been up since 2 a.m, look and feel like hell and just needed something, even if you didn’t know it was one of your favorite singers just hitting “FOLLOW” on dumb Twitter.
My Nana used to say “Let Go, and Let God.” It’s an A.A. platitude that is nice in theory but if you’re not super into God or religion well, then what?
People rag on Helena’s fashion sense but maybe it’s the Victorian grandma that lives in my soul…I’d kill for her wardrobe.
No, but seriously.
This was our wacky endeavor at Stakey’s Pumpkin Farm somewhere off the highway out East on LI where we were en route to ANOTHER farm but after 2+ hours in traffic got the hell off the road and wound up there.
It wasn’t shabby, free to get in and if you could carry ALL your pumpkins across the “white line” at the check out point you could pay $25 for all you could hold rather than the 49 cents a pound they normally charge (which is actually still quite reasonable for out East where they gouge the “city” tourists, and they should!)
Well, call him Jim Bob and get this Duggar some hair spray because my husband is so darn cheap he DID IT!!!
Look at our lot of pumpkins and the Herculean feat that not only got him accolades from all the Meles far and wide but gave me a lil’ twinkle in my eye for mah man! Look at him go! Now the carving festival begins. We’ve got big plans this year, big NERD plans: Minecraft, Adventure Time and Boba Fett. Yeah, we’re THAT family.
This is Fall 2013’s perfect face: berry stained lips, full brow, smidge of taupe-y liner, clumpy mascara and deep flushed cheeks a bit higher on the apple.
Oh, can I buy me some cute freckles somewhere?