Thursday, September 17, 2015


Traffic brings out my darkest and most troubled self. 

Why is it such a funny word for such a serious thing? Infarction 

If I were rich one thing I'd do is have a crudités valet. He'd follow me around and have delicious veggies and dip ready to go. I'd eat more veggies. 

What does it say about me that amidst all of the metric shit ton of things that need doing around moving and adding a member of the family, a thought at the front of my brain is that I got the three of us matching stockings last year and I'm worried I won't be able to find a coordinating one for our daughter?
If the sizing specs are the same is this one a decent fit? Same brand as our current ones. 

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