so much random
Oooh, yesterday, I was lucky enough to have a few minutes to wrap myself up in one of these. I was lucky enough to do so after having lunch with one of the members of 2X2 designs - and I'm here to tell you, if you have any notion of saving your pennies for something stunningly luxurious, head here. The throws are the perfect size to wear as a shawl - I'm only saying.
It looks like I will be attending Blogher. I've been writing for Blogher for quite a while now, so it makes some sense...but, I guess what I'm saying is, I am making plans to attend Blogher. In fact, Poppy and I have been discussing doing some kind of Beautyhack symposium. Yeah, I think we discussed doing full-body masks. Can that be? Maybe we were a little drunk.
We had the groceries delivered last week. We paid $6.00 for that luxury. I sort of figured $6.00 for an hour of my time was worth it. I'm sure, if I do a little research, I will discover that the groceries are more expensive - but I'm ignoring that for now. In the meantime, I've taken to bringing my lunch every once in a while as it's expensive to buy every day.
My pb & j has cherry jelly.
It is eight degrees here as I type this. Eight. Pulling together a wardrobe for work is one thing - pulling together a wardrobe for work when it is below ten degrees can be challenging. I wear layers. Many many layers. And, today, I'm wearing a haramaki.
This particular haramaki has a little pocket in which one puts a hand-warmer packet. I wore it between layers but I have a couple that are fancy enough to wear over a layer, in plain sight.
Just when I think the chores around the house will overwhelm me, K rises to the occasion and takes up the slack. And, believe me when I say: there is plenty of slack to be taken. Up.
Not a bruise. A pen! When was the last time a pen EXPLODED on you? I'll bet you were six, or ten. I was on the phone at work AND sending an email AND writing something ALL AT THE SAME TIME when I looked down and saw ink everywhere. I managed to contain the spill pretty well but, really? A pen?
Hello, Jeffrey Campbell...what's this? New SHOES?!
Tough to get a picture of.
But...
I think -
they're keepers. (With minimal toe cleavage.)
The clue: Bob Cratchit's occupation.
My answer:
C-L-E-R-D.
Yes.
Clerd.
It's okay. I'm working in pencil now.
It looks like I will be attending Blogher. I've been writing for Blogher for quite a while now, so it makes some sense...but, I guess what I'm saying is, I am making plans to attend Blogher. In fact, Poppy and I have been discussing doing some kind of Beautyhack symposium. Yeah, I think we discussed doing full-body masks. Can that be? Maybe we were a little drunk.
We had the groceries delivered last week. We paid $6.00 for that luxury. I sort of figured $6.00 for an hour of my time was worth it. I'm sure, if I do a little research, I will discover that the groceries are more expensive - but I'm ignoring that for now. In the meantime, I've taken to bringing my lunch every once in a while as it's expensive to buy every day.
My pb & j has cherry jelly.
It is eight degrees here as I type this. Eight. Pulling together a wardrobe for work is one thing - pulling together a wardrobe for work when it is below ten degrees can be challenging. I wear layers. Many many layers. And, today, I'm wearing a haramaki.
This particular haramaki has a little pocket in which one puts a hand-warmer packet. I wore it between layers but I have a couple that are fancy enough to wear over a layer, in plain sight.
Just when I think the chores around the house will overwhelm me, K rises to the occasion and takes up the slack. And, believe me when I say: there is plenty of slack to be taken. Up.
Not a bruise. A pen! When was the last time a pen EXPLODED on you? I'll bet you were six, or ten. I was on the phone at work AND sending an email AND writing something ALL AT THE SAME TIME when I looked down and saw ink everywhere. I managed to contain the spill pretty well but, really? A pen?
Hello, Jeffrey Campbell...what's this? New SHOES?!
Tough to get a picture of.
But...
I think -
they're keepers. (With minimal toe cleavage.)
The clue: Bob Cratchit's occupation.
My answer:
C-L-E-R-D.
Yes.
Clerd.
It's okay. I'm working in pencil now.
Comments
Clerd = nerdy clerk. I've known a few.
I like the shooz better on you, too. Maybe you should become a foot model!
Paola
where are you in that photo with the brick wall - modeling the haramaki - are those blankets to your left?
I try and take my lunch most days... there are these little tetrapacks of soup ... the perfect amount - microawaved with some crackers... good for cold days...
Layers are essential. I am mocked for how many layers I wear...
jbhat
Our family adores peanut butter and jam sandwiches - they can't take them to school though because of kids with nut allergies.
Sometimes I amaze myself with the randomness of the information I share with you.
The kids prefer strawberry pb & j; I go for raspberry instead. Perhaps I shall try cherry.
Right now I don't think bread or crackers are up to the job of being a good peanut butter dilivery system. Anybody got any good ideas?
Just wondering because maybe some of those girls I see at the shopping centre are onto something...
The shoes - fabulous.
Re:
The jam - Kim made a new batch of her plum jam today. Just thought you should know. Once you taste her jam, you cannot ever eat any other jam ever again.
That's it.
And I think I've already covered that I love those shoes.
Oh my.
I want everything.
Delish!