one of my new favorite photos.

sometimes she's a brat.  she can be a drama queen.  she sometimes needs what she thinks she need right now no matter what.  sometimes it game after game when i just want to go to sleep.  she's way to obsessed with david bowie.

but she's also a little bit of nerd (just like i was), loves big-eyed hoot owls and hello kitty faces (just like i do), always looks cute in her glasses (i wonder when she gets that from) and always has a picture or a pencil or a mcdonald's hello kitty (that's the same as one she already has) ready to give.  plus she's the only one in my family i've ever been able to talk about pokemon with.  she also give great hugs (those sometimes with a little too much force) and has the greatest little girl style ever (i mean, check out that shirt, big girl sizes plz?)

she's my baby sister, my little bugaboo, and i love her.  :D

sometimes there are too many.

note to self:

sometimes you can have too many hipster pictures of your own cat.

peace from tiffers and the doctor.

spring cleaning photos blog.

went on a magical cleaning adventure!  

in my closet mainly!

cleaned out the dreaded dresser.  throwing away old socks and undies and stuff.  making sure all the socks had a match.  got goodwill stuff together.  good times.  

have some photos.

goodwill stuff!  that means i can go in and buy new
cool  thrift clothes to replace them!  :D

the mend basket.

a note on the mend basket that i can't fit in the caption.  i don't know how to mend these things.  these things will probably never be mended.  there's a bunch of my favorite socks, a curtain that had it's hem ripped out in the washing machine so i can't hang it back up till it's fixed, a pair of chris's pants that he has total faith that i can fix but i don't think i can fix them and after this photo i added two t-shirts that have little annoying holes in them that i thought i could just sew up but i haven't.  this is where i throw things that i want to fix but may never be fixed. . .

my valentine's dress.

this is my anniversary dress.  i got it at forever 21, it's awesome.  i went to was it and the tag tells me not to, but i am far to lazy and poor to dry clean it.  i wonder if i can just wash it really gently and then hang dry it like i do my bras and stuff (i actually throw my bras in a pillow case so they don't get all bent up).  till i get brave enough it will hang on my dead treadmill.

nicely folded sleepy shirts.

this is my drawer of shirts designated solely for sleeping.  that is code for 'shirts that i love to much to give up but that don't fit anymore for actual wearing purposes'.  it's mainly concert tees and other random t-shirts that are just too giant.  there's also a few that my mom gave me, and i do have a slight hoarding instinct for things my mom gives me (unless she specifically says to get rid of them if i don't want them because that's what she would do).  i think i've mentioned this before, but when i was little i didn't like to give the lunch lady the check to pay for my lunch for the week because my mom gave it to me.  so yeah, i sleep in them though, so it's okay.

and that's my day in photos.  riveting, isn't it?

peace.