Curses on you for giving me flashes of inspiration but not the capacity/talent (?) to carry them out. I bit off more than I could chew on a project recently and ruined a birthday present. Guess that's why most normal people buy their friends' birthday presents.
It's only Wednesday and already I'm totally wiped. Looks like you're going to be around a while.
Don't tell anyone, but I get all of your coupons twice because our previous tenant never changed her address... I love that they never expire and even though the cashier always judges me a little bit, I'm thrilled to use a handful each time I go. (Ditto to Michael's). And I love that I'm still using gift cards, almost 9 months AFTER the wedding. Ha!
I caved to your comfy-ness *hangs head in shame*. And I think I'm in love.
I really would appreciate it if you started to just tidy yourself. I swear as soon as I clear you of papers and textbooks and keys, it all creeps back in. And it's summer, what the heck?! I shouldn't have this much crap.
Dear Summer Vacation spot:
We think we've picked you. Now don't go and up the airline ticket prices in the next couple days, k?
Dear Bert the bird:
You're a brat. And I love you. But you've gotta stop giving my parents hell, K?
I got this pic from my mamma this morning:
"don't mind me, I'm just destroying everything in my path." I love him.