Day 343: Holly
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Day 342: They Want to Run Through the Air With No Barriers or Obstacles
If Hans Christian Andersen could’ve had his way with me Then none of this shit would have ever gone down In my cell I’m tattooing myself with Mermaids and swallows and though I do swallow My mama thinks I’m grown but I’m really just little And someday I will remember Someday I will remember Someday I will remember “Prisoners” — Regina Spektor [Project 365]
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Day 341: Delicious Temptation
Not long after this photo was taken, the devouring began. [Project 365]
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Day 340: Depravity
I had some folks over to warm the new house up a bit, and Dave brought over a bag of liquid goodies for his latest Oh Dear God Why Taste Test. The twist this time is that several people got in on the bit for a little group tasting action. Awww yeah. Cue sexy eggnog-gulping music here. (I’ll link to his post once it’s up.) The insanity was upped when the fellas decided to combine…
project 365 (2009) shopping
Day 339: Luggage!
Makes me want to be in a Wes Anderson movie so bad. [Project 365]
art friends project 365 (2009) work
Day 335: Comet
Another fabulous Shane McDermott papercraft project. This one’s in conjunction with the annual advent calendar. I’ll post a link to the online version as soon as it goes live. The calendar is here! [Project 365]
project 365 (2009) the family
Day 334: In Memoriam
My mom hasn’t taken Festus’ death too well; he was such a good friend to her during her time spent at home with various illenesses this year. She told me today that he would follow her into the screened-in porch if she went into the house, and then back out again were she to exit. Every incremental movement of hers, he was there. He’d let himself into the porch area by employing his silly unbendable…
holidays project 365 (2009) the family
Day 333: Thanks
Unconventional Thanksgiving this year. Sunday instead of Thursday, because of wonky work schedules. (Mine and my dad’s, specifically.) I don’t suppose anyone in my family has ever had a job where he/she never had to work holidays or weekends. It has always made for interesting observances. This year was no different. Except I made the dressing and it was dry and terrible. [Project 365]
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