Come Monday, It Will Be Alright

This just has not been my week.

Image from MorgueFile

Gurl, I feel ya. 

Coulda Shoulda Woulda

The whole idea of Buyers Remorse confuses me. The only remorse I have when it comes to buying stuff is when I don't buy it. 

I am the world's WORST at this.  I see something I love, stare at it for like 45 minutes, talk myself in and out of it a million times then suddenly a bolt of fiscal responsiblity hits and I decide against it.

Then, inevitably, I wake up in the middle of the night right after in a cold sweat wishing I had bought it.  Then I rearrange the whole next day to make sure I have a chance to go to store to see if they still have it.

It's like Retail Russian Roulette.

Bruiser gave me a YA (Yankee Approval)

By the end of the game, mah Giant's hair looked alarmingly like this from running his hands through his hair in anxious energy the whole game:

A Tale of A Girl and Her Open Hips

Sorry I haven't posted much this week, I've been going to bed before most infants because I'm doing Yoga.

Twice a week.

At 6:30 am.

(No, you didn't hit your head.  Yes, you read that correctly.)

If I had a million dollars (or $200) I would buy either/both of these:

Image from (and for your shopping purposes) Nordstroms

Sweet Sassy Molassy, I have to have you.

From Piperlime. 

Grocery Presents

I recently signed up with Washington Green Grocer to get a small organic box of fruits and veggies delivered to the Villa every other week.  It is part of my 2012 mission to live better and eat better.

I got home from work yesterday to find this little happy by my front door! 

Lamp Obsession

 

 

I really didn't realize this but I apparently have a thing for lamps. I would like to think it started because of my basement-cave dwelling days, but it didn't.

Image from Flickr

Everything Is Holy Now

One of the things I want to do this year is to feature some of my favorite blogs.  As a source of inspiration and education, I spend a tremendous amount of time looking at blogs in amazement of the talent of people. I never cease to be amazed.  

I am heartbroken.  I really am.

Just in case you didn't get the memo....

Image from Facebook

My Body Resembles A Christmas Tree

You know what was kinda sad? Singing my last Christmas Song of the year in church today. My decorations are down but part of me isn't ready to be back in reality.

Image from flickr