love.
- cherry pepsi.
- being gifted a fifty, yes, 5-0, minute massage. i literally have been dreaming of this moment for ten months, and it finally arrived. i am pretty sure i died for just a little bit lying on that perfectly soft, warmed bed. oh, and i defiantly drooled all over that weird head cut out thingy. oopsy. it was just that good. mmmmmm hmmmmm.
- the random US weekly subscription i was gifted. every monday afternoon, since having noa, i have found the trashy treasure that i love o-so-much in my mailbox, just beaming, and making mondays a little sweeter. i have no idea what angel threw this tired momma said bone, but thank you. thank you. thank you. thank you!!!! mmmuuuaaahhhhh.
loathe.
- trying to dress my littles in the wacky wyoming "spring" weather. it seems impossible to get it right. ga, makes me look like that momma. you know, the one with a little boy in shorts as the wind whips a sleety rain around at 100mph while everyone gives "the eyes." yes, that mom. arg! i mean really, ideally 'round here, i would dress them from 8am-10am: soft pants and hoodie, 10am-1pm: t shirt and pants, 1pm-2pm: shorts and tank top. 2pm-5pm: light jacket and jeans, 5pm-8pm: parka and mittens. but, jeeeez, who can keep up. not this gal.
-Lindsey LOATHEhan. bless her heart. oofta.
and in the off chance Li Lo, La Lo, Lulu LaLiLo, whatever, is just browsing blogger and comes across this love and loathe, here's a tip from the peanut gallery... take what money you have left. buy a big ole place with space. stop everything you are doing (you know what i mean missy) and just disappear to live in peace. (oh and p.s. maybe leave wyoming of your places to land list, i hear idaho and colorado have nice open areas....just sayin' ;-))
- when you are driving along, mindin your own, and all of the sudden you notice a police car driving next you. why is it that in these moments, even though i am doing nothing wrong, all of the sudden i feel like a 14 year old who stole her moms car, is speeding, and maybe has something largely illegal hiding somewhere. i find myself going uncomfortably slower, and checking to be sure i've got the wheel firmly at 10 and 2. so goofy, but it happens every time. eesch, am i the only one?
happy thursday.
