Showing posts with label yeah for friends. Show all posts
Showing posts with label yeah for friends. Show all posts
Sunday, July 08, 2007
Saturday, July 07, 2007
Okay, so I'm totally in the mood to post pictures of EVERYONE now
I looked for funny pictures of you, Karie, but I don't have many pictures at all, let alone funny looking ones. (Just the ones from my wedding when you were my maid of honor and stuff. )
In this picture, you are standing behind me the night before my wedding having come up with the brilliant solution to the problem about WTH do we do with my *hair*?! (I still can't believe I waited until the night before my wedding to figure this out!) Props for you, Karie for being the hero! Also, standing next to you is my sister in law Catherine. Catherine! Look how young you look! You're like twelve!
And here's a picture with ALL my bridesmaids! From left to right: Kristin, Sarah, Very-pregnant-Robyn, Karie, Me, Kathy, Barb, and Catherine!
In this picture, you are standing behind me the night before my wedding having come up with the brilliant solution to the problem about WTH do we do with my *hair*?! (I still can't believe I waited until the night before my wedding to figure this out!) Props for you, Karie for being the hero! Also, standing next to you is my sister in law Catherine. Catherine! Look how young you look! You're like twelve!
And here's a picture with ALL my bridesmaids! From left to right: Kristin, Sarah, Very-pregnant-Robyn, Karie, Me, Kathy, Barb, and Catherine!
Who IS that masked woman?
Zina is in England and I miss her, so I'm going to post a funny looking picture of her.
This is what she looked like when we were building the Goddess Palace. I forget where the dust came from. I think from sanding the mud on the drywall.
This is what she looked like when we were building the Goddess Palace. I forget where the dust came from. I think from sanding the mud on the drywall.
Friday, July 06, 2007
Thanks for all your thoughts on soul mates!
I've done some revising and I don't hate myself quite as much anymore! Yeah!
I still talk about soul mates, but I at least tried to make it *funny.* We'll see. I'll probably still be totally open to cutting it later.
I still talk about soul mates, but I at least tried to make it *funny.* We'll see. I'll probably still be totally open to cutting it later.
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Tuesday, May 01, 2007
In praise of family with connections
Thanks to Johnny's brother, I have a cell phone again! And it works! And you can call me and stuff! I feel important again! Yeah!
Monday, November 13, 2006
The Palace
Or, the "goddess palace" and my best friend and I call it, is FINISHED! And it's beautiful. Just really beautiful.
What it is: a tuff shed that we insulated, dry walled, and wired with electricity. And when I say "we" I mean my best friend. She did all the work. I just sat there watching her most of the time. Fractured spine and all. Oh, and I hired an electrician. My best friend wanted to do the electricity herself, but she is frankly a crazy person.
Why we built it: Ever hear of the whole "room of one's own" concept? That's what this is. Only it's a shed. It's a beautiful (and I do mean beautiful) place where no babies are allowed. There are bookshelves, a fridge, a microwave, a loft with a bed, a lazy-boy, a 10-ft. long desk, and some other stuff. The first time I stood alone in it after it was finished I started crying.
And it was SO FUN to build. Seriously. You wouldn't think that dropping a small fortune on dry wall and nails and staple guns would be fun, but it was really, really fun. It reminded me of when I was in third grade and my friend Tiffany and I would secretly play Barbies together. We knew we were supposed to be too old for Barbies, and we knew we couldn't *tell* anyone that we did it, but we did it anyway.
What it is: a tuff shed that we insulated, dry walled, and wired with electricity. And when I say "we" I mean my best friend. She did all the work. I just sat there watching her most of the time. Fractured spine and all. Oh, and I hired an electrician. My best friend wanted to do the electricity herself, but she is frankly a crazy person.
Why we built it: Ever hear of the whole "room of one's own" concept? That's what this is. Only it's a shed. It's a beautiful (and I do mean beautiful) place where no babies are allowed. There are bookshelves, a fridge, a microwave, a loft with a bed, a lazy-boy, a 10-ft. long desk, and some other stuff. The first time I stood alone in it after it was finished I started crying.
And it was SO FUN to build. Seriously. You wouldn't think that dropping a small fortune on dry wall and nails and staple guns would be fun, but it was really, really fun. It reminded me of when I was in third grade and my friend Tiffany and I would secretly play Barbies together. We knew we were supposed to be too old for Barbies, and we knew we couldn't *tell* anyone that we did it, but we did it anyway.
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
When is a hint a hint?
I've had a lunch scheduled with a friend every Thursday for the last five weeks. Every Thursday I show up and she doesn't. She usually then calls with frantic excuses and reschedules. This has happened five times in a row. Is she trying to tell me something? Or is she just a flake? How can you tell?
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