Good Neeeeeews!

Betsy (one of my bffs) got engaged this weekend!!

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Congratulations Betsy & Ross --- all my love!

Oooooprahhhh!

Every time I open something (mail, a present, whatever) I announce the contents in Oprah's voice now -- like how she would say "Here's Julia ROBERRRRRTS!!!!"

"It's a picture fraaaaaaaaaaaaame!"

"It's an invitation to Stacey's WEDDIIIIIIIING!"

This must stop. This must stop now.

Photoshop

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"If steroids are illegal for athletes, Photoshop should be illegal for models, actresses, etc."

GPOY - Overly Dramatic Edition

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Me when I burned my hand on my oven earlier this week. Partly because it hurt, but mainly because the time I had to take jumping up and down and then putting ice on the burn delayed my pizza eating. 

AAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The Easter Disaster

For as long as I can remember we've had Easter Sunday at my house. My mom makes the best potato casserole in the world, and we have a huge ham (not my favorite but whatevs) and people bring side dishes. 

This year I was mortified to see that my mom hadn't put corn flakes on top of the potato casserole. "Don't freak out... it's just food... don't make a scene", I had to keep repeating to myself in my head.

Then I heard my aunt say "Oh shoot I forgot to make Jell-O eggs this year." 

I'M SORRY??? HOW DOES ONE JUST FORGET TO MAKE JELL-O EGGS?!

I managed to pull myself together and not let any of this crazy emotion show on my face, and that's when it happened.

I made my way through the line to the huge ham my mom had prepared and wanted to make myself a dollar roll sandwich. I put the roll on my plate and then managed to find two of the only perfect little pieces of ham that were perfectly pink and had no fat on them. I was pretty pleased with myself at this point and even started to think that the rest of my family were suckers because they weren't going to have as perfect of a sandwich. This almost made up for the lackluster potatoes and the missing Jell-O egg desserts. I got too cocky though. I tried to hold my plate with one hand while reaching for the mustard, and the plate began to tip. I over-compensated and made it much worse than it would have been if I had just stood still, and I watched the ham sandwich fall to the floor. 

Our 11 year old Brittany Spaniel, Matti, rushed over to help herself to some Easter Ham. 

Imperfect potatoes.

No Jell-O Eggs.

And now the only thing I had going right for me, this beautiful ham sandwich, was being enjoyed by the dog. 

I couldn't take it. I had lost my composure.

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Easter was ruined. No amount of Starburst jelly beans or carrot cup-cakes would make up for  it. 

Let's hope Mother's Day brunch goes better than this. I can't handle anymore disappointments... 

Good Friday

Me: 

I wonder if we'll get off early today!

My boss: 

Me:


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Quote...

"She was struck by the simple truth that sometimes the most ordinary things could be made extraordinary, simply by doing them with the right people..."

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