It is nearly impossible to take self portraits with a dSLR. I must be doing something horribly wrong, because I can't figure it out. Unless you think armpit shots are attractive. Which I don't.
I figured out the sock bun! So I used to gawk at ladies (and sometimes to me a lady only is 17!) who had really cute buns. Wow, that didn't sound right at all. This blog isn't headed in that direction, don't worry. I'm talking sock buns as in HAIR, not as in, well never mind. Anyway, they are way cooler than boring old ballet (hair) buns. But whenever I heard the term sock bun, I always thought it was just the name and never actually thought...there's a sock in that lady's hair! Turns out there is and now I am sporting this sockful style. A great use for soul mates of those lost socks right?
Our Fridge got raptured. More on Rapture party day. But its pretty hard to host a rapture party when your fridge is the first to go. I guess it got excited. But we are not too excited about its quick disappearance.
Is raptured a word? My computer says no. I say yes. I'm glad we got this settled before we all get raptured.
My celebrating 16 days in May? I never said I had to do 16 days straight though did I? (I did, but don't remind me.) I will get back on it soon. I just have not liked any of the recent ones.
Sorry for all the randomness. I am kind of at a loss of what to post. But I figured I might as well give you something rather than nothing. Genius right? You bet.
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