suddenly i’m feeling the need for religion in my life (calm down jb), it’s just a phase i’m going through– a pink induced phase. what girl wouldn’t agree to attend church with the promise of a pink bible-purse. i’m so in.
scripture accessories– that’s way better than knee shorts and mo’bows!
i know everyone likes their sbux location best, but mine really is better–not only can you find IN magazine there, but they added my recent column to their bulletin board.
go visit the girls and either rory at yoshi-bux; they make your drink with love. seriously.
106th south & state(ish) in sandy. can you believe it, coffee in sandy. yup!
my place doesn’t have ac, making this past week nearly unbearable. i’m lucky enough to be able to escape the heat and spend my day in an air-conditioned office. daisy, however, isn’t so lucky. she’s found the coolest spot in the house to be the kitchen floor–where she’s taken up camp. slowly but surely, she’s dragged her “good” toys and “wet soggy stick to the bottom of my foot” bones there with her.
she rotates sides, but beyond that there is no movement. but, i’ve found she will be coaxed away with ice cubes, or diet treats as we call them at my house.
global warming sucks, i need to move.
or at least a peek out my office window.
yes, that is a sexy man doll. yes, that sticker is a giant lie. yes, i’m a diane turner fan. and finally, yes mom, that is a shot glass at the office.
notice anything other than my poorly painted toenails?
of course you do, i’m wearing mismatched flip flops. sadly, i didn’t notice until i was already in park city for the day. i was in a rush to leave and rather than take the time to wear pretty shoes i grabbed for my nearest flops.
it could have been worse, they could have been crocs.
