Chum to Wrigs

"Listen, Wrigs...this cuddling business has got to stop. Especially since mom keeps snapping our pics 24/7. Capisci??"

"I'm known across this land as a brute, a thug,  even a demon! You know I have an image to uphold!"

"Doesn't appear to be getting through to him."

caught on film

"zzz zzz zzzz zzzzzzzz"

"zzzzzzz zzzzzz zzzzzz"

"zzz zzz zzz zzz zzz"

"So what. Sometimes we cuddle."

early morning stalkers

"Hey Chum, is mommy awake yet? I'm hungry!"

"No dumb ape, she's still 'sleep. And I'm hungry too."

"So we're just going to have to sit here and stare her down until she wakes up."

Bead Candy Bracelet

This weekend I made a bracelet. I sort of worked on it obsessively because I was so excited to finish it and when I don't sleep I try to remain productive. I should call it "The Insomnia Bracelet." Karen Gberger made me a beautiful bracelet that was the inspiration for making this piece. I haven't beaded in a while, months maybe, so it felt so good to break out my bag o' beads and go to town.

It looks like candy (but don't eat it Lizzibelle)



Has a vintage button closure:



A bit too fancy for everyday wear but will be fun to wear in the summer with cute dresses and bright summery tops.






I haven't been blogging too much but I plan on updating later today with various snippets of the past week, month. I will stick to that promise since I put it in writing. And I also have MANY Chum and Wrigs pics to share. I'll be back!

:)

Memorial Days

They say death happens in three's and unfortunately this last month, this theory has proven true. A friend of mine sent me an email with this quote so I thought I'd share on here:

"Unable are the loved to die. For love is immortality."
-Emily Dickinson

This is also quite fitting for Memorial Day. While we celebrate a free day from work/school/responsibility, and enjoy a picnic with friends and family, remember those who made it possible for us to be "free."

Not just today, but everyday.

11 years...

and counting.

Happy Anniversary to us.

And Happy Memorial Day weekend to you!

WGN News in Chicago

Just watch this clip. It is HILARIOUS!!!!

What News Anchors do during Commercial Breaks

(side note: Tom used to have a crush on Jackie Bange when we lived in Chicago) 

while driving with Tom

(we pass a golf course)

Tom

"Look at that!"

me

"What???"

Tom

"THAT. Right there!" 

(as he points out the window almost poking out my eye)

me

"Yeah? What about it?"

Tom

"Look at those greens. Incredible." (deep sigh)

me

"Uh hon? This may come as a BIG surprise, but unlike you, I don't cream my pants at the sight of a golf course."

Tom

"What a shame."

Happy Pooping

When you have a plethora of digestive issues, it is not uncommon to receive a "happy pooping" card in the mail from one of your very best friends. Throw in a fake centipede bug to literally scare the crap outta me for good measure and it's an all around good time.

Thank you Rebecca. And I will continue to text you all of my gastrointestinal issues on a regular basis.

watch this

I believe all of us ladies can relate to this. Especially during "that time" of the month...

Thanks to Goldens...

...no one drinks alone.

(ok I really don't give Wrigs beer but I couldn't pass up the opportunity to use that phrase with this photo!)

Cheers Everybody!!! It's Friday!!!

prepare for cuteness

I just had to post these shots from yesterday...





I mean, could either of them possibly be ANY CUTER???

I enjoyed a delicious lunch with Karen and her adorable mother, Ellie then we came back to my house for some Wrigley lovin'. It was such a great time. They have become my Seattle family. Love them so! (oh and Wrigley now officially has 2 new girlfriends. He's such a lady's man!)

Tom's mom is coming tomorrow from Chicago for a visit. Pray for nice, warm, weather!!! It's been a rough week weather wise.

Ok back to cleaning/stuffing/purging.

Happy Friday to all. Hope to post more once things settle a bit.

need to vent...

So we FINALLY moved every last piece of crap from our old place into the new house as of last Friday, May 1st (our lease ended April 30th @ midnight). Did I mention Tom decides to have a Cinco de Mayo party AT OUR HOUSE which is TOMORROW!? I'm just a tad bit frustrated right now and I told him that this house will still be in shambles but I will do my best to get the living areas looking nice for the party. He of course wants shit put away, off the floor, unpacked, even if it's just jammed into closets/cabinets. I told him not a problem at all, I'll have everything put away, cleaned, and ready for the guests, just move the party to July fucking 4th.

Ok, I take that back...I'm not just a tad bit frustrated, I'm completely PISSED OFF.

And my left wrist is not working today. After 3 weeks of lugging shit to and fro it finally gave out. It feels like it's going to snap off even when I hold a q-tip to clean my ear.

Ok, time to get back to shoving shit into closets and jamming things into drawers.

Happy Monday!

memories

A guy I once dated told me I was a few cards short of a deck. I replied, "That's ok. You're a few inches short of a dick."

Ahhhh, memories of days gone by.

Prepare for more of these as I purge and peruse my old journals...