"They're our objects of affection. That can mesmerize the soul."

This is what I was doing while I was 'studying' last night. Bourbon in hand (because my other coping mechanism is conveniently absent), I found this.

And then I could not stop laughing. Oh Jesus. So funny. Seriously doubt the Mother Mary was a helicopter mom. She was probably just…sane.

So I talked to my bench partner at school about me giving up profanity for Lent. She was sweet enough to commit to do it with me. I told her that she didn't have to because profanity in our environment is almost self-sabotage. But maybe it's a good thing for us to do it together, the whole "unevenly yoked" thing. I just bastardized that verse. Sorry God. Bri: 0. God: also 0. No one is winning.
Anyway, I have asked her to swat me whenever I swear. And to my surprise (and appreciation!) she has obliged. I've only been hit twice. She even told me that I should get an elastic for around my wrist for when she's not there for me. Love Lex. Long time. We're gonna beat this bitch situation together.

Definitely went running in sleeting rain today. Felt so good coming back from it but my hands were frozen. When your hands are constantly clenched as if you are holding an imaginary sandwich because you simply CANNOT move them. And then you get feeling back. And then you get the shakes. All of this while you're trying to turn the knobs on your bathtub on. I'm beginning to sound like a bit of a masochist, aren't I?

Fotos:
Moozh showed me this back. The coveting that commenced was INSANE.

Will Leather Goods. 

Found this picture. Jean Luc Picard is the MAN.

Amnesty International

Nature is amazing. Poland's "Crooked Forest". All bent at the trunk 90 degrees. All facing North.

Discovery Channel

My sister and I were just talking about this song. Oh my freakin' goooooosh. Mutemath is the new obsession of my heart. I would totally marry Mutemath if I weren't already married to Chai Eggnog…and Sleeping In, which are content to be sister wives.

I quoted Space Jam today. For reals. It came out of my mouth and I KNEW it was Friday.
Love somebody today.

His Old Man and the Sea

As promise, y'all. Moozh's tat in progress, two sessions in. Some of the blackwork remains to be done and then from there the rest is water-colour with filigree and some negative space. Look at the tension in the fisherman! And the marlin! And the bubbles!

I can't wait for it to be finished! I loved Moozh's initial thought for the tattoo and then with Zara's artistic touch, it exploded.
Again, check out Zara's site to see more and if you like what you see, 'like' Fly the Cage Tattoos on Facebook.

Holidaze

Oh Christmouse. This is what I'm excited for. At least, this is what Pinterest is telling me I'm excited for. 

Eggnog cupcakes off of Annie's Eats

Mulled Wine via Flickr

Eggnog via Cooking for Seven

Stollen via Home for the Holidays

Lemon Curd (we're doin' it again!) via
The Pastry Affair

Christmas Rice Pudding via Manifest Vegan

Snow and sun! via LesaPea Musings

Decorations via Restoration House
(BTW I think my mother-in-law would
LOVE this blog!)

Candles! via Mellow Stuff

Cute (and easy) wrapping via Anthology Mag

But I also LOVE this. Cute burlap/twine
ribbon via Anthropologie

It's time to get crafty

I suddenly feel so multicultural.
When we were in Maui, a guy stopped me on the beach and asked me if I was from Minnesota. I said "Pretty much" and returned to my pre-bottled Mai Tai mix. Then as I was leaving for school this morning, I was stopped by a different gentleman who asked me if I was from London, England. I must have one messed up accent. I probably sound like the Swedish Chef. Which is awesome, I just wish I had known.

It remains as "gross with a chance of really disappointing" in Bankybear right now. The "Natives" continue with their persuasion. "It's been a crappy May but it'll be a beautiful June." "It's been a crappy July but I'm convinced we'll have a beautiful August." "We didn't have a summer this year. It's been raining for twelve straight months but I'm convinced that we'll still be around next year."
Although!
Although….I am willing to admit my exaggeration (which is so unlike me). It was gross this morning but it looks sunny out right now. As I'm walking into school. Really classy, Bankybear. It's still probably only 20 out. According to the Weather app, it's warming in Cowtown. Ugh.

Today I am walking into the French Revolution in my Jewish History class. Jewish History with the Guillotine! But the French Revolution does indicate a positive mark in Jewish History because they finally got to be citizens. They were recognized by a nation and were given rights that corresponded with that recognition. And the French got Napoleon who didn't have a sense of pacing himself so they brought the new right for Jews to the REST OF EUROPE.
Anyone who knows me will have observed some interesting behaviour. My facebook news feed reads: "…liked the group 'Jewish Food'", "…pinned the blog "FuckYeahJewish", "…liked the group "Matisyahu", "…liked the group 'Yarmulkes for the Resistance'." I have tunnel vision.
As of tomorrow, I am halfway through my class. Which is terrifying because I have a week and a half to write a ten page research paper I haven't started. Maybe that doesn't scare some people. But those people have never lived with me when I've procrastinated effectively. Badstuff.

The first recreational thing I plan to do when I am done school is work on my scrapbook for Lacey. We just finished our first year of our 12 Project! Serious commitments I tell ya. It's like we're friends or something. There is a separate page for each month and each month has a theme. Anybody got any slick ideas?

Happy Tuesday y'all. Here is to more regular posting.

P.S: Eat your breakfast out of a pineapple bowl. It'll make you feel like you're on vacation.
P.P.S: Eat your breakfast in your bathing suit. See above.

Linkies:
~ Pinterest is the bomb-diggity. For all of the people that love blogging because they get to post pictures but they maybe don't like writing so much, Pinterest is their silver bullet.
~ This shop is beauuuuuuutiful! I bought some of her earrings while we were in Maui. I have her Peacock Amber Squids. I'm saving up for maybe some "Solar Passion" ones or "Chocolate Teal". Moozh posed a good question when we were all in Maui: If you could be a collector of one thing (a luxury or special item) what would it be? Moozh's would be watches. Mine would be earrings. Wood, bone, blown glass, feathers. All of them. I want all of them.
~ I don't know if I've ever talked about Bittersweet Enmi but her artwork in amazeballs. I found her on DeviantArt, I think. I want to look like her drawings.
~ I'm listening to Moozh watch "Hell's Kitchen" in the background and there a bleep so regular it sounds like an alarm. We've also been catching his newer show, "Master Chef" which is better. We're in a food phase. And a cursing one, I guess.

"Sing out loud, gonna get back Honey. Sing out loud, get away with me…"

Jesus is my best friend.

Last night at small group each of us prayed for a 'simple blessing' that we wanted to ask the Lord for. Some people asked for new clothes, some people asked for a nice bottle of wine (we're mostly all students so we have really simple pleasures). Me, I asked for a sunny day. It was the simplest, most rewarding gift I could think of. And guess what? Today. Was. Awwwwweesome. I was, with all of the other wheedling Bankybear-ites who have been so deprived from Vit D, out on the beach in my bathing suit. Sunglasses, the smell of sunscreen and the glistening condensation on the side of iced drinks peppered the lawn. One of my favourite things to do is to lay back in the grass and read. The wind was just cool enough and the sky was cloudless. On my run, I was brought to near tears because I was SO happy. In so many words, I loved today. And God is good.

We have such great friends. This week Matt and I had dinner with a couple different friends of ours. They each had us over for dinner and made a point of mentioning celebration that I got into my program. So sweet! I have fallen so in love with many of the friends that the Lord has brought into Matt and I's life. So many diverse people with so many different gifts and passions and going after many different things but each of them have been such a blessing to us.

I fly out to Cowtown a week from tomorrow. Whoooa! I feel like I've been anticipating this for months and now it is nearly upon me! We're getting everything sorted out with packing and tickets. I have my outfits for the weddings. Moozh and I are figuring out our emcee magic for my sister's wedding. Lots to do but I'm so excited to head out and have time with my families. My sister in law's lingerie shower is tomorrow so I will be sending her positive vibes.

I love tats! Check this one out. So beautiful and intricate. Found it on Pinterest.

Another great song. She has such a beautiful, simple voice.

Also check out The Golden Age by The Asteroids Galaxy. It's on a Heineken commercial right now which is how I found it but she's adorable and it gets stuck in my head every time.

I found this on Pinterest too. I love the quote. It just keeps spinning in my head.

Saying Images

I hope it is sunny where you are and that you have a slurpee in your hand. If you don't have the latter, rectify that.

P.S ~ Book of the Moment: Green Grass, Running Water by Thomas King.

P.P.S ~ I've decided that I'm going as Rooney Mara as Lisbeth Salander from Girl with the Dragon Tattoo for Halloween. Kick ass character. Bitchin' style. Rooney Mara had her lip, eyebrow, nose and nipple pierced for REAL for the role. Commitment.

W Magazine

"Yes I swam dirty waters but you pushed me in…"

No content today. Pure escapism ;)

I love this girl. I want to BE this girl.
With the bangs.
The Sartorialist

I WANT. How cute is this?!
Design*Sponge

You may need to, by penalty of feeling bad about yourself, go directly to this page on Design*Sponge. This girl has an eye that is so wicked. She has DIY instructions to do the coolest things in your home. And simply for inspiration porn. But her tea shelf: DIE DIE DIE. So adorable. 

*Oh goodness, I just said 'porn' on a blog I think my Grandmother reads…I actually said it twice :(

Duh-licious. Look at that freaking view. I have serious 'view envy' right now.
Bankybear is killin' me right now.
HonestlyWTF

Holy smokes so cool.
FreePeople

Free People makes me want to scream. Everything is so rad and their lookbooks are incredible.

Oh schnazz. I'm excited to find some new pretty earrings in
Maui this summer.
Tawapa

TGIF!

"Rumour has it he's the one I'm leaving you for…."

It is T-minus two hours until my last exam. I am here, with you, clackety-claketying out of nervousness (this is me right now) because I've had one cup of coffee and three refills of black tea and WON'T IT JUST COME ALREADY. Then I can sweat and write too fast and give myself heart palpitations and a permanent dent on my middle finger. And then I can leave.

Overall I have enjoyed this class that I am finishing. The lectures were enjoyable. They often made hamster jokes and who doesn't like a good hamster joke? (That's not actually all I've taken away from this class. Again, referencing the previous link). But I actually learned (and retained!) something about the Human Genome and the Tropopause. But I will not want to discuss those things with you for a long time. All I have to do is get a 50%.

Game 7 of the Canuck's first round of the Stanley Cup Playoffs was last night and it gave me chest pains. The 'Nucks did their duty, they're off to Round 2, and it was easily one of the most exciting hockey games I've ever seen. I'm a bandwagon fan. I cheered for the Flames in Cowtown (even though they are pitiful) and I cheer for the Canucks now. I know nothing about the game and I laugh at really inopportune times. There were numerous moments, I kid you not, last night where someone would ask me why I was laughing and everyone else looked like they were ready to sweat blood. I must be special…in that way no one likes to talk about. But hockey was super fun and we were blessed again by the great friends the Lord has given us here.

I'm going to go and walk in circles for another hour and a half. After that I will head to the exam room and press my face up against the door. It's a good luck thing

Happy Wednesday!

Linkies:

Thisuh Mah Hood!
from PixelofLight on Flickr

Check this one out too. I can see my house from here!

Not Martha is a hilariously fun blog.
And I think these would be fun (maybe a little frustrating)
but worth it to make

Mother's Day is coming up and so is my mom's birthday! 

How gorgeous is this!?
And cooooooomfy.
thesisterlady shop at Etsy

P.S ~ In Russia, they have a saying kind of like, 'break a leg' that is pronounced "Ni pookhi, Ni pera". It means something along the lines of "neither fowl nor feather" which I'm sure makes sense to somebody. The appropriate response to this is, "K Chore-too"which means "Go to Hell". And that is the appropriate response. Which I'm sure makes sense to somebody. 

P.P.S ~ Just bought the new Adele album. That's where the title of this post came from. Soooo cool. And I got it cheaper!

P.P.P.S ~ I ran 5k this morning! Doesn't sound like a lot but it was AWESOME.

"And you can tell everybody, this is your song."

I blogging because I am trying to avoid studying. I just wanted to be honest with all of you.

Now that that's out of the way. Links!

* I think I have come down with the spring flu that is rockin' its way through Bankybear. And I have allergies. So I am making this! Pretty. Spicy. Yummy. Note: I have rekindled my love affair with vegan cooking. Do not be afraid, I am not crossing over. I love cheese too much. And vegan cheese is shit.

Spicy Lemon Pepper Fettuccine at Vegan Yum Yum

* I want this bag. Upcycled AND badass.

By peace4u at Etsy

* I think these will be my next project. I just finished some mustard yellow fingerless gloves with cool wooden buttons. I will post pictures of them later (maybe during my next avoidance). But these look pretty simple to make. Maybe then I will look rad cool like this girl.

Legwarmers at Classic Elite Yarns

*We've been helping out some friends of ours with their dogs. By 'helping' I mean we took their two dachsunds for a half hour walk today and yesterday. They made me laugh because they reminded me how foreign dogs still are to me. And then I read the newest Hyperbole and a Half. Nothing anywhere near this frightening (or hilarious) happened during our tenure with Oscar and Sammy but it makes you realize dogs are cracked out and totally hilarious.

Hyperbole and a Half

* OMG, this weekend I am totally making these. I really don't even care if I have anything else.

Hot Cross Buns. Hot Cross Buns. at Mandy Mortimer

I christened our oven and my Rebar cookbook last night. I made their Pumpkin Millet muffins, which are impossibly delicious and moist and relatively low on crap that mortal muffins usually contain.

Moozh and I are hunting for new wedding bands. It's time to retire the amber ones. I know this would make my mom's head explode, but I've toyed with the idea of choosing a rose gold or yellow gold to go with my platinum engagement ring. Thoughts?

It's Tuesday. But it's SPRING! Make lemonade today. Maybe it'll send vibes into the universe and it will STOP SNOWING EVERYWHERE.

"I'm only good at being young."

Wowz. I feel like I woke up and it was Monday morning and I'm going to sleep and it's Friday. (Yeah I'm going to sleep at noon on Friday. Don't ask questions.)

Last night I had the most hilarious time in my science class. For real. We are in this unit "Personal Genomics" right now and it's…way over my head. It's a junior high level science class and there are times where I coach myself, "Just nod. Don't think. Just nod." Anyways, yesterday we were doing this lab to perform a DNA fingerprint assay. I thought we were actually going to be dealing with fingerprints. Pssh. I mean -I totally knew I was going to be playing with my spit for two and a half hours, I swear. My friend Jenn, who is lovely and funny and makes me feel like being clueless at science isn't so bad, was there to do it all with me. "Doing" being laughing hysterically at our ignorance and incompetence. We had to use this pipetteman thing to pull out a very small amount of our spit and I had to get the teacher to help me. Made me feel sixteen again. "Dave…" as my voice cracks "Can you help me? I can't…see it. I can't see the spit."By the end of the class, I had the hang of "pipetting" liquids. Just in time for me to never have to do it again. I will just add it to the list of skills I have that won't come in handy.

This week is finally over. I have Russian practice tomorrow. (That almost makes me sound like I play a sport. Then again, Russian sort of is a sport. Or at least I go through it with the same lack of coordination I do most sports.) My Russian oral exam is on Monday. We got to prepare our own dialogue but now we have to present it in front of our class. My friend Jelsi and I practiced it yesterday. She brought her handy-dandy Russian boyfriend for editing purposes. One of the words I was mispronouncing was 'whale' when I was meaning to say 'beside'. It'll be a long road, but one day I will make sense.

My allergies are on me like harpies. All the way down my throat is itchy and my eyes always look like I've been punched, all heavy and swollen. I woke up this morning and my eyes looked like that part in Black Swan when Nina pulls the feather out of her back. The bright side is, I have drugs. I can just soup myself up on Benadryl and go about my day feeling groovy. I can't be held responsible for anything I do. I'm under the influence.

My sandals and beach towel are poised and ready as soon as Bankybear catches up and realizes it's spring. We have had some staggeringly beautiful days in the past few weeks so I can tell that the weather is trying. It hasn't quite materialized yet. but alas it has just been yucky lately. I haven't taken my mukluks off in weeks because I am officially acclimatized to West Coast, pansy weather. I used to be made of tougher stuff. Not anymore.

Happy Weekend! Moozh and I are going to a BBQ tomorrow. BBQ's always make me think of summer.

P.S ~ *Language note: When you say 'my husband and I' in Russian, it sounds like "smooshem".
P.P.S ~ I have a countdown on my phone for both of the weddings this summer and I check them every morning. 78 days until Ariesmell's! 95 days until Sasa's! Weeeee!
P.P.P.S ~ Picture of the day. Trash the Dress! I would totally do this! Check out the rest.

"Cuz it's the wrong'em boyo."

FOR TODAY

• Outside my window…Daffodils! Spring has sprung. This weekend the camera and I are taking a walk. 
• I am thinking…don't relax yet. 
• I am thankful for…My Moozh. He leaves for a retreat centre tomorrow until Saturday night. I'm going to miss his snuggles and awesome pre-sleep pajama pant dance. 
• From the learning rooms…Finished my portfolio and my gender theory essay. Now I just need to start (!) my GMO foods assignment, practice my Russian dialogue and write a web series. Whew.
• From the kitchen…a matcha latte with cinnamon. Mmmm for home. 
• I am wearing… my vintage cameo and thigh high socks. (Among other things of course.)
• I am creating…a portfolio, two competition submissions, irish soda bread and a knitted scarf.  
• I am going…outside! Bankybear is showing the sun! So. Bright.
• I am reading…The Handmaid's Tale by Margaret Atwood. I haven't been able to get past the front cover yet. How I long for the days of recreational reading. 
• I am hoping…for warmer days. Believe it or not I'm getting tired of big socks. 
• I am hearing…Catastrophe and the Cure by Explosions in the Sky. 
• Around the house…boots under construction. Smouldering Yankee Candle filling the house with caramel.  My backpack looking menacing (and full). 
• One of my favorite things…caraway seeds (for the aforementioned irish soda bread). I love their earthy smell. 
• A few plans for the rest of the week: Celebration post-portfolio submission! And Saturday is a sleep day. Fer sure. 

Here is picture for thought I am sharing…

This is my city!
And that yellow triangular mound in the upper right hand corner. That's sulphur.
Photo from Flickr by ecstaticist

"Everybody look to their left, everybody look to their right…"

Whoa. I just read my previous entry. Kind sounds like I was watching a tv show while I was writing. Which I was. Resolution #1: No creative multi-tasking. That is how you get personality disorders.

This week has gone by so fast and has really been so bizarre. Quite a bit of tension has been released but I feel a bit like I'm wandering around waiting to be the victim of slap-ass. Or the Gobble Gobble game. Have you ever played that? It's when you try to grab the skin underneath your opponents chin and you hold it until they say "Gobble gobble!" It's a bit like "Uncle" but so much better. My sister is the queen of that game. I, consequently, always lose. I've had bruises under my chin.

Next Friday will be the culmination of my year at UBC. My application to the creative writing program will be in and the Lord has it from there. Everything will be awesome, I know it. If my original plan had worked, I would be in Toronto studying fashion at Ryerson University and I would be so unhappy. Instead, I am married to my hot husband, I live in an adorable hobbit hole in a beautiful city and I'm in a program that, though at times it infuriates me, leaves me inspired and eager to slog through the frustration. The Lord has been teaching me a lot lately just about trusting him. And to not worry and fixate on the minutae of my life but find joy in all that is going on around me. My sister-in-law AND my sister are getting married this summer. The Lord is so in their relationships and in how they are moving through life. We've had a couple of friends pop out gorgeous healthy babies that will be presidents and wholesome pop stars one day. Flowers are growing! Out of the ground!

Aside from that, I have lots to keep me busy. Today was the first day that my swim was really impressive. I think it has to do something with me…eating before hand. Why has nobody told me this?! I am trying to wrap my head around personal genomics. One huge 'hella yeah' to whoever not only understands that but is majoring in it. I pretty much just nod when they ask me if I understand so that they won't keep me after class and say, "So, umm…should you be here?"

And allergies are here! Woot.

Linkies:
~ Umm I don't know about y'all (because I'm southern now) but these sound phenomenal. Like some of the comments say, I don't know if these would make it into anything but my mouth but they would be uh to the mazing.
~ My heart is warmed by how everyone is using all they have at their disposal to raise financial aid for Japan. Go onto any site and type in "Japan Earthquake Relief" and it is beautiful what you find.
~ This has been on my mind a lot lately. I don't know if it's because of anxiety over career or anxiety over pregnancy. Maybe it's because I'm writing a paper on stay at home dads. Either way, imma obsessed.

~ This is beautiful, especially as a table centrepiece.
~ Ha, I don't know why I found this so funny. It's actually really cool in it's own way. A different kind of boudoir session. Ummm safe for work?
~ I think I'm gonna make this. This seems to be the only way I can wholeheartedly take in St. Pat's this year.

Tomorrow's TGIF!

"Will you share your dollar with me…"

There was a magical stillness to the city tonight. Moozh and I went for a walk along the water. The coast slopes and juts into the pebbled water as the lights of the West End fall in swirls and shadows fall upon it. Pillowy fog tops the northern mountains. Blurry lights from Grouse Mountain peer through it. Cars buzz along Beach Street.

And wedding excitement! I pretty much can't stop thinking about the weddings this summer. I get my mullet trimmed tomorrow so hopefully I look less like Joe Dirt. I'm at a place where I just want to wear my bathing suit and read Go Fug Yourself on the beach. I will hopefully graduate to something a little more…academic at some point during the summer. But this summer is going to be awesome.

I would have fifty terrariums if Matt could stand it. Can you
imagine? A whole house full of these. I'm a hoarder in the making.
Sea and Aster

These are just beginning to show here.
Alicia Block Photography

I want this bathing suit. And these tattoos.
Fables by Barrie

Mmmmm this is pretty.
ASOS

"Until you kissed my lips and you saved me…"

Okay so major meltdown averted. There is something not just a little irrational about my mental process in the morning. Proviso: I AM NOT A MORNING PERSON. I know this. I have known this for a long time. But there is something unsustainable about getting to school and already being, as my grandmother would describe it, a state. Today was my registration day for summer school and I was READY. I had flow charts, and registered worklists and price per credit hour and all that crap. Moozh would be proud of me. So would my mom. I was ready to kick ass and take names AND register for classes. And then 8am arrived and she was like, "I don't think so" with the ghetto-style shaky fingers and pursed lips, "I'm gon' make you crazy." And she did and Moozh said "Whoa" and I went to school and now I am here, writing about it, feeling rather foolish about it all.

So in summary, I am registered for classes and I get to go to weddings, and suntan on Kits beach and generally party like it's 1999.

P.S ~ I'm still doing Lent. I know.

Linkies:

I loooove her eye for detail. I will learn how to do this.

Marita Bliss

I am going to make this salad. Duh-lish.

It's that site I never stop talking about!
Salad Pride!

I think I just might make this too. Because I'm not off sugar.

Mmmm Smitten Kitchen you speak my language. 

I wish I could dress like this and not feel like people think I'm a douchebag.

Steampunk Couture

Happy Belated-International Women's Day!

"Watched it pour as I touched your face…"

One of the most bizarre details about college life is that wherever you go, at whatever time, which whoever in attendance it will always smell like a combination of popcorn butter and pizza grease with a hint of dirty socks.

I am better. I am so much better than I actually went running in the rain this morning. I KNOW! I was not only up and running but I was in the rain at 730. And that's a.m folks. I know you're going to say, "Girl, (because you're Mary J. Blige, obviously), you just got better. Why are you running in 'I would love to get sick' weather?"But my Arc'teryx jacket, after long being ignored since I got a pretty umbrella that makes me feel like an extra from My Fair Lady, performed like only Arc'teryx can. I was the only one out and it was so calm and quiet. It was beautiful and so worth it. And on top of that, I was on time for my class. Boom.

I had a dream while I was sick that I had a beard. And I was all verklempt, in my dream, because I am usually so tidy and…maintained. And then Matt told me it was alright and I looked great. And then Beej and Megs came over and I noticed that they had beards too! So everything was fine. And then I woke up and realized that it was not fine. And that is officially Moozh's favourite story to tell about me now. That and when I yelled at him about cutlery in my sleep. Being sick is SO DANGEROUS.

Happy Ash Wednesday, btw. And Mardi Gras is also coming up. Got to celebrate! Except no.
Did you know that the ashes that are crossed on the foreheads on Ash Wednesday are from the burned palms from Palm Sunday the previous year. I did not know that. And Wikipedia could be lying to me but that would be so unlike it. **Like how I regarded 'foreheads' as if they are an independent thing. That is called personification. Or crazy talk.

So, as I mentioned, I am fasting from Alcohol with a capital "A" for Lent. Both Moozh and I. Which I will last longer than he will fer sure. The man just loves him some scotch. But I also love to drink gin and tonic by intravenous and be silly. Especially while I'm watching 30 Rock. And 30 Rock is tomorrow.

Right in time for Lent, I found this fabulous new site. (Fabulous. What a hilarious word.) I found it on Bloglovin' and The Kitchn within a day of each other too which means it's a big deal. It's called SaladPride (no rainbows, however) and it is pretty much what it says it is: Just a gallery of pretty, yummy, pretty yummy salads. I love salad (Otherwise my lifestyle choice would be a little dumb. Can't live on potato chips, at least I wouldn't advise it.) but I find it hard to come up with new salads. And if Moozh is going to eat salad, it has to blow his friggin' doors off. But this site has those kind of salads! Go there! She puts potatoes on salad. And couscous!

Happy fasting!

P.S ~ I already have a "Lent" tag in my labels from when I wrote about it last year which was probably something self righteous and silly. Fasting from negativity, psssh. Now I have REAL things to fast from :)

"I'm speechless and I don't know where to start..."

This week is over.

I feel like I've been whapped (Whapped? Yes.) over the head with a frying pan. My head is just full, full of deadlines, group projects, social activities. And now full of mucus. Overshare? Probably.

I was regrettably (Regrettably? Sure.) absent from my Russian class today so that I could sleep off the four-day migraine I've had this week. I picked out some spicy chai tea to make my nose run a little. It didn't quite do that but it did make me feel warm. And I am alone for the day which will help things. Moozh Cimpatichini is almost better at reading me than I am sometimes and yesterday he could tell I was spent. He thus left me the house today to sleep (and blog) to my heart's content. He is my favourite.

This. Week. Has. Been. Heeeeeeectic. I was this guy when I wish I could have been this guy. I...overprogrammed myself a little bit, somewhat in hopes that sociability and productivity would rub off on me from the people I was working with.

For now (meaning until I can get myself back together), I have pictures. Arie gave me permission to post some pics of her dress. I didn't realize that I didn't get a single normal picture of her dress, I only got try-hard pictures, as I tried to do things with my camera that I don't actually know how to do.

Pichers!

The sky was flawless the whole time and the palm trees were so tall!

Betsy J

No bride. I distractedly never got a picture of her
IN the dress AT the store. 

She is so cute!

She wanted to post on the bed.

Tubule Fleurs

Thar they be. Cute as ever. 

Links: 

~ If I ever got Matt to try a pair of these on, I would never let him take them off. 

~ Portraits using screws. Umm awesome? 

~ Okay stay with me. What if you switched out the pink for grey or chocolate brown. Die of beauty? I thought so. I love yarn for decorating!

~ Can I have it! Can I have it!? Who doesn't want a house that was once a bomb shelter? Okay probably lots of people but this loft is the bomb. 

Such sweet sweet music. Makes me feel like I should be waking up from a dream ;)