Monday, October 10, 2011

see through duvet cover.

well whatever. i am wearing a new shirt today so life was so good until like 9:30. when i realized my shirt is freakin SEE THROUGH! i know i know. you are wondering what the problem is. but you see. there is a major problem. you can see THROUGH MY SHIRT. i was yelling just then. anyway. at least i have this cardigan i can wear. and button one button. and look crazy. but i would rather look crazy than look like a sketchy home wrecker.

sometimes i want to delete my facebook. delete my instagram. delete my twitter (ba ha). delete my blog. delete. control alt delete. just delete it. but then. i just don't know what i would do all day. so i decide to keep it. i think i have a problem. well i know i have a problem. i'm that person who makes fun of her husband for not knowing how to status update. i'm teaching him. he has had some hit stati lately.

last week erika and eloise and i went shopping alllll day. it was the best. we met up at 10 in the morning and got home at 6. it was a full days work. we bought some pretty great things. but i think we both ended up returning most of it the next day. oops. buyers remorse. but i forced her to buy this best lip stick color. cause she tried it on and then she was a babe the whole day. well even more of a babe than she usually is. so i forced her to buy it. she is the most beautiful. then everyone was staring at her and being obsessed with her and eloise. i was loving it. i was like "I KNOW!" "THEY ARE MY FAMILY!" "THAT IS MY NIECE AND MY SISTER!" just yelling all over the mall.

danny and i finally bought a duvet cover. it should be here this week. now i most definitely can't eat in bed anymore. i am banned. i blame that good/bad habit on my mom. she is a bed eater. i have yet to wake up with peanut butter in my hair though.

done.

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

how do you spell polaroid?

i'm obsessed with polaroids recently. it really makes every picture look way better. or at least cooler. and i'm all about being cool. N E WAYZ. here is our relationship polarized. hahahahha.

so this was our first picture we took together. we had been dating for like two months already. so you could probably say i'm no good at taking pictures. and that this polarized traveling through our relationship won't take too long. but back to the point. our first picture together. we are outside of the waldorf historia in park city. we may or may not have stayed here the night before with our friends richie and danielle. oopsie.

this picture has been through the ringer. ever since our first date, when i told him my mom was a killer cook, danny kept saying how he wanted to cook with my mom. i was half freaked out, half kinda freaked out by his request. but after a while my mom and danny became friends and somehow set up a friday night to make lasagna. this was us cooking. he even wore an apron. at the time i thought he was just trying to impress me. then later i realized he is just that awesome.
this was a time that we went ice skating. i realized he was a babe in a cardigan. and he realized probably that i may not be the most athletic person in the world. oh well. he can skate backwards and do flips on ice skates. i can kind of walk backwards and flip hamburgers. we both bring a lot to the table.
this was the day he taught me to ski. it was one of the best times i've ever had. i fell a million times. and did a cool back flip roll thing on accident. plus i got hot chocolate.


this is us at a jazz game on my birthday. it's actually a funny story. somehow i made my fondness of the jazz seem more like an obsession. and so danny thought i would want front row tickets to one of the biggest games of the year. little did he know i would have rather had a bike. or a marc jacobs watch. or a trip to disneyland. but it's the thought that counts. and it's the best memory now!

this is a picture of the polar bear from lost. no way! it's actually just us in vegas. this bear grabbed my butt and bit danny's head off. we survived.

we got engaged! and we were matching. embarrassing.

one time our baby niece was born. we were too happy. and we could not even handle it. this is us being so excited at the hospital.

oh and this is us swinging. on our wedding day.

Monday, October 3, 2011

hashtags and the like.

there are a lot of things that confuse me. but like the kind of confusion where i don't want the answer. cause you will just confuse me more. 

first- why hashtags? i don't get it. i will never get it. and since we're talking about hashtags let's talk about twitter? why? #whyhashtagsandwhytwitter

second- starting work at 8 am. i thought they call it the 9 to 5? i thought 8 am only exists when you have a flight to catch. i was wrong.

third- someone starting their motorcycle at 3 am right outside your window when you have work at 8 am the next morning. and not only starting it, but saying their goodbyes for the next 5 minutes. i'll tell you though, i'm not really sure if this actually happened. i really couldn't believe it as it was happening, i kept saying "is this real?". and i never got a straight answer from danny.

fourth- pictures of your legs/feet with a caption like "laying by the pool" or "check out my new shoes". and i'll forgive you once for this. but three times or more and i just have to question your motives. like.... i..... don't know why that could happen.

fifth- signing your new last name wrong on your driver's license. i did that! ha. i missed an L in there somewhere. i just don't get it.

sixth- yelling at your wife on the phone at work. uh oh. not good huh? like take it out in the hall. or like. just. don't yell in my presence. i have a low tolerance for yelling though. like i will be like "don't yell!" and whoever is yelling will be like "i'm not yelling!" and then i will second guess myself. like do i really know what yelling is? and then i will block out whoever is yelling at me. so i guess it works out.

seventh- why do i say "like" so much? it's like. annoying. but i can't stop. and plus it's not my fault. i blame it on the 90's.

eight- whole blogs posts dedicated to complaining and making fun of people. but disguised as things that are confusing. #imbeingironic.