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 :)”
This has been a long time coming. Ravello, gifted to me by Isabell Kraemer (Thank you, Isabell!), is the perfect lightweight, weekend sweater. Let me prove it: it has stripes, is lightweight,…
This is one of the last flowers I’ll have in the yard until next Spring. (365 Day 306) These roses shouldn’t even have survived all these years. Their tenacity surprised…
The heat in Southeast Texas has taken an ugly turn this week. I know I sound like old people saying it, but I have never felt a summer this hot….
These are images taken from a cooped up perspective in poor winter light.They seem drab because it is. We’d all be climbing the walls at this point if it weren’t…
In Episode 18 I show progress on Seaglass and Driftwood. one of my other loves- cheap vintage cameras. I give you a tour of a few and show some favorite pics I took.
… always a geek. This explains the amount of technical knitting posts lately. When I’m into something, I can get waaaay into it. Maybe you do too. Do any…
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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.