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Hello friends,
I purchased these shoes for my sister's wedding in March. I've worn them a total of 4 hours.
I keep trying to give them another chance but I just can't pair them with a cute outfit.
So I am selling them for seven dollars. You like? If so, comment this post and tell me you want 'em.
Size: 81/2
Color: Pewter

I know you waaannnt theeeeem!

What 4th grade taught me.

Who drew a ruler, burning building, and octopus in an elevator? I sure did.
I remember very little about elementary school. I do however, remember that I drew a purple octopus in 4th grade and Kevin something-or-other told me that it was a really bad picture. So I cried and drew a picture of a burning building.
In high school I was tried to get away with a crayon octopus drawing for a mid-term. F for failure. And a kid named Kevin (not the same one from elementary) told me that "no wonder I was only in an Art FOUNDATIONS art class. So I drew a picture of a ruler pastels and got an A and my picture was put in an art show.
Random. Boring. Goodnight.

I baked something!!... We baked something...

This is proof that I baked something! Okay... Brett helped.
It was very delicious and no one died from food poisoning!
I thought the heart thing was super cute.
Sooo here you go.
The pie I... we... made!!

Life is a breeze. Wear a dress...

These shoes. Where do I find them??

It was so dang windy today. Not good for frizzy voluminous hair. Nope. Not good at all.
I went with Cortney to a salon to get our hair done. I got my layers back and they soon will be coaxing my hair into soft luscious curls.

I am turning into some medical mystery. Strange. We're not exactly sure what is going on. If one thing is for certain it's that I am so sick of hospitals. Aaannnd throwing up.

Things I know for sure:

• Grilled cheese sandwiches are made best my mom
• Saltine crackers make me feel better when I'm sick. For the homecoming royalty an activity we were forced to do with the royalty was to eat a whole bunch of crackers and whoever could whistle first won candy or something. I did not win. I cannot whistle.
  
• I'm a sucker for anything acoustic
• I'm in love. Get ready-- this is cliche'-- I didn't know I could fall more in love with my husband but I do! Everyday I fall more in love. Awwwhh
• Crystal Light is good. I like it
• Spinach and cucumbers aaannnnd avocados complete me
• I need to get my style back. I've been dressing in clothes that just aren't me. I liked my style. It was relaxed and I felt confident in them. I guess I felt like I needed to "mature" my style when I got married.
  
• I need to start singing again. That made me happy.

The picture of my leg was taken about a week ago while out to chat with a friend. It is doing much better. People glace but they don't look so disgusted anymore. I'm learning to not be so turned off by it. My legs are doing much much better. The nerves in my leg did NOT like what happened to them and they are retaliating. The weird pinching, stabbing, tingling pain is still there but I'm sure I'll be good as new soon.
I keep trying to go onto my tippy toes but my feet aren't strong enough of that yet. I can't wait until I can pirouette like I used to. I miss dancing. I hear songs and I can imagine cool choreography with it. Someday... sigh... someday.

Rainy day.

My last post was neegggaative. Sorry.
I tried to find a warm picture of myself on the beach or a refreshing music video to show my enthusiasm to not be so grumpy, but I've got nothing.
I am so excited for summer. I'm feeling a little pale. A little... blah. The summer sun will definitely lift my spirits.
My hair smells nice. That's a plus. Annnd I found my cherry chap stick. Double plus.
Maybe all this gloominess is from being sick for a days and "bed rest" and being pumped with antibiotics. ("Bed rest" is in quotations because... I'm not very good at staying in bed.)
Looking at cute puppies helps. So does mom's cooking.
I think I am going to start painting again. Yessss, painting :)
Sooo... Here's a short boring slightly apologetic blog post.

Hmmm said the doctor...

Look how cute we are! I found a whole ton of cute pictures of the three of us at my mom's. I thought this one was top notch. I was just waking up from a nap. Brett says I make that same face when I'm waking up. Priceless.
Whoa. It's 2:20 AM. Retched sleep. (Or the lack thereof...)
I continue to be sick. My symptoms are getting worse and tomorrow I go to see the doctor yet again. Maybe he will prescribe me 100 popsicles a day for a month and maccaroni and cheese. Excellent I say drumming my fingers together. Excellent.
The humidifier is humidifying alllll day and allll night. Sigh. Cough. Cough.
Mother's Day is coming very quickly. That means on Saturday Uke is calling!! (Luke, Elder Vanisi!) Annnd that moms are awesome! I'm excited to hear from the 1/3 of me on a small island. One more year and he'll be home!!
Leah and I knocked out our Mother's Day gift to our mom early. We got pedicures together. I am really so so very uncomfortable during the pedicure but I always love the outcome. Part of the discomfort is trying to keep an interesting conversation rolling with minimal awkward pauses. I would rather read my magazine in silence. Sue me. I feel like a lot of stylists/manicurists (what's the word for pedicure people?) thrive on the gossipy little details about random client's personal lives or which celebrity did what with who for how many skittles. Whatever gets you through the day I guess. Just don't drag me into it...
Maybe it's the humidity getting to my head or maybe just the Style channel I watch all day but the weird fashions here in the Happy Valley are catching my eye more than usual. Rissa had noticed this one as well;

• Girls wearing those shade shirts under strapless shirts/dresses. Weird. While we're on the topic of shade shirts, don't wear a nude colored one by itself. Ever. You look topless. Weirder. Yes, weirdER. And don't layer three different colored shade shirts on top of each other. Pick one. One.
• People, vintage does not mean you can layer mismatching random articles of clothing and top it off with a cardigan. No it does not.
• The sweaters from your grandma's closet belong in her closet. ESPECIALLY if it has lace on the collar. It isn't cool. Give grandma back her sweater. She looks much better in it than you do!
• Flip flops are meant for going to the beach, the pool, and sick people like me. Do not wear them with your dresses, skirts and skinny jeans. Do NOT, I say as I pound my fists on my imaginary podium. Doooo NOT.
• When doing your makeup, keep in mind that your everyday life is not a musical, no matter how dramatic it is refrain from cake powder, aqua net, false eye lashes and essentially anything that could be recognized as stage makeup basics.
  
• I know that a white camisole can do a gal wonders but it doesn't help you when you stretch it out to your thighs.

This might have been offensive to a few people. For that I am sorry. Ish.