So, I did not miraculously turn our apartment into a perfect, finished home in one month. I AM NOT MAGIC. All I have been told are lies. However, it is pretty much at a point where people I know and love can come over and I know they aren’t judging me. I am not where I could host, like, craft night or something yet because I was raised a certain way. And that way means that a house with a pile of unshelved books and not enough hangers for the…
Tag: home
Today is this guy’s birthday
There is this guy I know. Dogs cross the street to get pets from him, and even the most hateful cats love him, because he exudes some sort of “nah, I just want to romp too” vibe. He will spend literally hours learning about a breed of animal and is now full of more facts about bizarre wildlife than most public television. He is a ridiculously good photographer with an even pickier sense of self-confidence than I have, which is saying a lot. He has a job in a dying…
Seen/Nails/New/Aww
Nails/Spring/Done (Catchup)
All these boring words. Not enough pictures! I’ve been doing my nails every week, but utterly failing to remember to document them. Our yard is getting springy. I am in love with our rampant dandelions. I keep plugging along at Project Runway Play-Along.
It says something that this is still bothering me
So, I ordered from Bliss Soaps during their big sale this winter, and it took forever to get here, etc. Now, because I use the soap I got regularly, and have an object-cued memory, I remember the crap customer service I got whenever I shower. But, because it is during my shower, I never remember outside the curtain, since shower time is also time for imagining how poised one would be during magazine interviews and whatnot. But! Finally remembered. Here is the email I sent after receiving my order. Hi,…