procrastinationalizing

we’re on our fifth day of moving. the day that i’ve come to the point of finding other stuff to do instead of moving. like dusting and washing all the window valances because they really REALLY need to be clean before we stuff them in a box….

anyways, if you’re in need of procrastination too then direct yourself to dadisthenewmom’s 12 reviews of christmas. funny funny.

i’m gonna go organize my sock drawer before i pack it up.

griffins are assholes

this is going to be my new catchphrase for when i need to remind myself to stop buying things. running the words “don’t be like the griffin” through my head will probably have a better effect than just saying “you don’t need that.” at least for me it will. anything involving mythological creatures will probably work for me.

this was taken at the children’s fountain in batelle riverfront park. we explored the park a little on friday morning and i’m already envisioning picnics and pictures in warmish spring days. the park is filled with statues of beings that tell the local lore of pickaweekee: a myth of discovery. we shall return again to learn more another day.

friday reads

my internet informations and inspirations of the week:

really wish we could get some of these for taking darla to see the new muppet movie.

bakerella_3419from bakerella as seen on cmybacon

the color melon must have me in its tractor beam this week. i noticed i was pushing this certain crayola on darla during our coloring matches and melon has reached out to me through the internet in the form of the perfect camper and a dream bathroom in the city of nimes, southern france. that is where i’ll be retiring, thank you. all b/c of this.

i mean, look at this camper

it is the exact camper that i want to drive around the us. this little vintage blog is my favorite bloglovin’ addition based on pics of that creamsicle camper alone. sigh.

my other new additions to bloglovin’ – a lost feather and all the love in the universe, plus the corresponding site pacing the panic room.

that’s all for now. i hope you enjoy reading on these other sites but not as much as reading mine!

dear salty sailor,

well here it is, your last update for a while. in a day’s time you’ll be home, part of this party. craaaaaazy. it’s always a little mystifying to go threw the warpzone of life with and without you. gosh, i really wish i had a major 80s band that could sing a song about that…

i wish i had the energy to editorialize more of our life these past coupla days but i don’t. just lots of the same old routines. sometimes i really love routines. i’m ready to break out a little bit though. good timing since you’ll come home and shake things up a bit. here’s a few last pics before you see it all live. beware: these kids have grown up a lot in these past 3 months.

i get a lot of credit for this child’s features but that facial expression is 100% mike wright.

we’ll see you in 36 hrs baby. safe travels. hope you packed a parka. all my love.

your adoring, exhausted, over-the-moon-excited-to-see-you wifey.

 

dear bangs,

you and i have had a …err…complicated relationship. winter is closing in and i can tell things are going to get a little more hairy between us. (pun! hair pun!)

i think what bothers me the most is you cause me to be too introspective:  do i wear you slightly wavy and all to one side in a whimsical fashion or do i wear you straight across and extremely flat to show i’m hard and edgy. do i feel hard and edgy? do i feel whimsical? how do i feel? what’s inside me? who am iiiiiiiiiiii? hmmm. if i wear you parted down the middle does that say i’m hungry for beef nachos? problem. solved.