For those who might have missed it, our front door played host to a nesting mourning dove family for a few weeks. It was a delight and a pleasure. Here are the three photos I posted to instagram during that time.
HAPPY STUFF, Y’ALL.
My new niece, Eleanor!
new bras [it’s not TMI, it is a fact of LIFE, people.]
iced coffee beverages
pockets of wind on my walk to work.
restaurants that give your dog a bowl of water when you’re eating out side.
After a very disturbing dream where I was performing unsuccessful spinal surgery, I decided to focus on the positive. And so:
peaches from the farmers market
poetry [i am not usually a big poetry reader, but Louise Erdrich has been making me happy.]
roommates [I started this list before they went completely crazy and started obsessing over ghost hunting shows.]
tattoos [I’m ready for my next one.]
the letter G. gorgeous, gregarious, gamine, gainly, gallant, grey, great.
My sister and brother-in-law:
What about y’all? I need some good happy things this morning. Load me up!
Well, that was a false-start. HA.
I have no idea what I was going to blog about, but apparently when you hit “enter” whilst in the subject field, you post! Good times!
Watching The Naughty Kitchen right now and I freaking LOVE Blythe Beck. I want to be her BFF.
Tonight I get to go and snorfle Little Dude Silas! He is the CUTEST DAMN KID ever. Seriously. I can only hope that, one day, my kid will be half as cute as Silas. He’s getting to the roly-poly peanut stage, with sausage-link arms and the cutest little belly button.
I LOVE THAT KID. I can’t wait for him to get big enough that we can go look for bugs and stuff. We can make sweet forts! I will introduce him to the fine art of snot rockets and armpit farts.