At this very moment, I should be finishing up my school work..
-reading - writing- analyzing-
I'm reading all your fabulous blogs.
I'm writing this post.
I'm analyzing the randomness that has become.my.life.
I've discovered what, I believe, is one of the worst feelings I could have. Having a piece of hair stuck on your shirt while it tickles the back of your arm. Its times like this that I wish:
A. That I could bend my body in ways so I could pinpoint the exact location of this annoying strand of hair.
B. That my wild, unruly hair would remain fixed to my noggin.
I recently remembered that I used to believe that devastating things would actually happen if I did not forward that e-mail to [20 people in the next 20 minutes.] And, I would actually be disappointed when someone didn't reveal that they loved me at 11:11 as promised by the said e-mail.
I write my notes in colored pens. Pretty colored pens with argyle designs on them. One day I had a particularly large amount of school work - and I asked the Hubby to go to the store and buy me some new writing utensils. I never imagined that he would have made my day by bringing me pink, green, purple, and orange inked pens. Love.him.
(Oh & yea.. I know how dorky it is that I actually changed the words to their respective colors)
I only eat the Chex cereal out of ChexMix. I believe that they hold all the goodness, therefore, I don't eat the pretzels or the mini bread sticks.
I love effortless style. The other day I wore one of the Hubby's white [[undershirts]] with a waist cinching belt and layered metal necklace under a black blazer. It took me all of about 15 minutes to get ready - including hair and makeup. It doesn't happen often, but every once in a while it does. It is fabulous.
I laugh at my own jokes. I laugh at my own corny-nonsensical jokes.
So - I wish I had some better content for everyone. I wish I had some funny story that I could write off the top of my head.
Ever since I started school, my brain does-not-work-like-that.
All I'm left with
All I have left to share
are these random bits
pieces of my life.
The hope is... that sometime soon - I'll have something for you.
Until then - try to enjoy these little random-arbitrary quirks.
Yes - I use pictures to keep you interested! enjoy.
"So much of life, it seems to me, is determined by pure randomness."
p.s. My house smells like waffles right now.
p.p.s. Waffles are one of my favorite breakfast items.
p.p.p.s. They are not included in the diet I'm on right now. (damn).