Our first Thanksgiving. Holden donned his fanciest tuxedo onesie and napped while the grown-ups feasted: turkey, mac ‘n’ cheese, potatoes, gravy, cranberry sauce, stuffing, green beans ‘n’ bacon, sparkling grape juice we used to toast our new family. Then it was football and naps and lazy Sundaylike thoughts. Low key. Lovely.
I hate to break down and have a “back in my day” rant over something so trivial, but I am pissed. Adults are ruining Halloween. Don’t even get me started on the idiotic “sexy X” costumes that have pretty much taken over the pre-fab options for women. Of course, I’m annoyed that every costume is pre-fab anyway. What ever happened to making your own damn costume? Or doing something you can’t just buy in a bag?…
May all your pumpkin-snarfing dreams come true.
And so begins my attempt to get off my ass, get showered, and go into the world and watch people blow shit up. You’d think that’d be the greatest motivator of all. Alas.
Buncha pranksters at work. I have no idea if anyone fell for it but of course I hope they did. [Project 365]
I spent my day scrubbing the house clean and watching two dudes remove the motherlode of fall leaves from my front and back yards. Nothing particularly romantic about either of those things but I felt three thousand percent better when it was all over. It was like my house had been excavated all of a sudden. Icing on the cake? When the fella arrived home with these pretty things in hand and told me we…
This is actually what Sally made for Ray, but she is so proud of their love that she wanted to show the internet too.
Went to the civil rights museum to pay our respects. It was packed. [Project 365]
Happy New Year at the Hi-Tone from Lindsey Turner on Vimeo. That was the scene at the Hi-Tone last night, after the free cups of champagne had been poured down our gullets with great fanfare and meticulously timed lip kisses, between sets by the Tennessee Tearjerkers and Harlan T. Bobo. I didn’t capture the midnight countdown on camera because I was too busy double fisting (the remains of my Jack and Coke in the left…
Me: What are we doing tonight? Boyfriend: Partying hard…ying. Me: Where? Boyfriend: … Applebees.
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