My Orega-do
Actually , I think I look more like Gilly. Oh, well. “Sorry :)”
Actually , I think I look more like Gilly. Oh, well. “Sorry :)”
I guess you can see that I finally got a composer. I love it. The cheap, DIY-er in me wanted to make one with a toilet plunger (never underestimate the…
This is just the Cliff Notes on our first road trip with the pop up. I’ll upload my favorite polaroids and ttvs later. Well, we had fun, were duly amazed,…
(365 Day 140 Photo) I really don’t know much about these tlr’s. I saw that the collars around the lenses were frozen up and as I researched how to clean…
We had our last summer campout a few weeks ago. We were fortunate enough to be able to share the fun with my cousin and her family. There’s something…
Thanks to everyone who chimed in about how to tackle all my works-in-progress! I have a plan now.I’ve already cleared my work space by blocking 3 knits yesterday. Thanks to…
No it’s not another creepy post on the occult, (365 Day 238) I just noticed how much this little air fern had grown since my husband’s mom gave me one…
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Must be something in the air. I'm uber grouchy lately too. I really do think I'm just ready for summer. Down to with getting off to school(s)…up with lazy mornings before heading to the pool!!
Is it wrong that I laughed at your list of annoyances? Not at you, the humor, girl! You are a funny lady.
What is it with the neighbor kids screaming outside my window and playing shootout in my driveway? They have their own driveway! Chased them off just last night. Again. Must be universal.
Don't even get me started on FB. Grrrr…always the same handful of people posting the same boring minutiae. There's the chronic complainer, the one who "Checks in" every hour, the bragger, the farmers, etc. Much prefer Twitter. Concise and to the point.
Clever and cute photos. Love your orega-fro. That made me smile. Hope your Friday and weekend is enjoyable.
Okay! So, it's not just me. You know, I think I was worse as a kid. I was like a crotchety old grandma stalking down the halls of my highschool. Guess it's just a phase- reaction to a too busy week.