Tuesday, July 27, 2010
24th Fireworks. Two days late, mind you.
This amazingness is my handy-work, just so you know :)
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Blogger in draft!!!! HOLY LOVE!!!
Thank you blogger, you have just made my life SO much easier!
The "IF's" of me
I've been working on cleaning my room since I got home from work. I thought I'd give myself a break. The ankle is fat and sore, so I might as well do something while I sit. (For those of you who didn't know, no, I didn't gain a bunch of weight in my ankle, I strained it playing ultimate frisbee)
If I were a month I’d be September
If I were a day I’d be Saturday.
If I were a time of day I’d be 9pm, that's when I ":wake up" and get things done. Can you say night owl?
If I were a font I’d be something super fancy, cursive and calligraphic.
If I were a sea animal I’d be a...um...I really have no idea.
If I were a direction I’d be North Such a better direction to travel than the others.
If I were a piece of furniture I’d be a window seat covered in blankets and good books.
If I were a liquid I’d be V8.
If I were a gemstone I’d be a Diamond.
If I were a tree I’d be a Japanese Maple.
If I were a tool I’d be a Pen.
If I were a flower I’d be a Dahlia or Sunflower.
If I were a musical instrument I’d be a VIOLA!!!!
If I were a color I’d be pastel pink.
If I were an emotion I’d be love.
If I were an element I'd be sodium
If I were a car I’d be a Volkswagon Passat, tan leather seats and white exterior.
If I were a food I’d be a Hot cheetos.
If I were a pair of shoes I’d be Three inch black peep toe heels.
Roasted Rebecca
I live in an unfinished room that has cement walls. It's SO hot at night and I avoid being in my room at all costs during the day. What it all sums up to, is that I essentially sleep in an oven. That's some food for thought. :] Only apply that pun if you feel the need.
Today the garden is watered, my hair is washed, I have some shopping to do, work to go to, possibly a wedding reception of a complete stranger, and for the third day in a row, I had a hot dog for breakfast.
Technically not breakfast, because I don't eat breakfast (makes me sick to my stomach to eat early for some reason), but still the first meal of my day. Though, I did have corn this morning to try and be on the healthy side.
I'm seriously considering taking a picture of my room and showing you it's disaster-ness. I can honestly say my room has never gotten this bad. I have about 5 things to sell that are huge and take up space (One being a wedding dress that Rachel and I found at the D.I. in pristine condition. Yeah, HUGE), unfinished "projects" that will take forever to un-bury, a mountain of clothes that I just can't remember which was the clean "to fold" pile and which was the dirty pile. One fell over onto the other. But per my previous note, I stay out of my room because it's so hot. So really, it's my dad's fault my room is a mess. His fault because my room isn't finished. Well, not really, but I have to slip the blame somewhere.
Work calleth, and I must heed that call. Eat a popsicle and keep cool friends. Stay happy :)