After a marathon of a day, my husband sent me an IM with a link to this gif an the caption, “You and me, waiting in line at a show.” I actually teared up at how perfect this is. It’s us. It’s perfect. Ugh I am so much in love! It’s gross!!
<3 <3 <3 <3 <3

After a marathon of a day, my husband sent me an IM with a link to this gif an the caption, “You and me, waiting in line at a show.” I actually teared up at how perfect this is. It’s us. It’s perfect. Ugh I am so much in love! It’s gross!!

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3

I have to say, my crowning April Fools achievement was marrying my first husband on April 1st and him not getting the joke when I divorced him.

So, if you are in Cincinnati, you know that today is the holiest of holidays - Opening Day!!! So this morning I was so excited to don my reds gear and paint my lips red that I forgot my medicine and pretty much everything else I needed to do or bring with me this morning.
Basically this gif is me, I am the brown one, and the white one is all my responsibilities.

So, if you are in Cincinnati, you know that today is the holiest of holidays - Opening Day!!! So this morning I was so excited to don my reds gear and paint my lips red that I forgot my medicine and pretty much everything else I needed to do or bring with me this morning.

Basically this gif is me, I am the brown one, and the white one is all my responsibilities.

(Source: robertdafoto.com.br, via fancybidet)

Feeling super cute - and thinking that wu-tang + pinup is a pretty good recipe for Lexi. ;)

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My giant cat&#8217;s 7th birthday is today!!

My giant cat’s 7th birthday is today!!

Things that are good today:

  • Touched up my pink hair in the shower this morning and didn’t dye my scalp or fingers.

Things that aren’t good today:

  • Dentist
  • Root Canal
  • Numb Mouth
  • Can’t Eat
  • Will Hurt Later
  • IT’S SNOWING AGAIN

Please excuse me, I have a date with my pillow, my couch, my DVR and some mashed potatoes.

So about that dentist.
I am terrified of the dentist. I had a really bad experience with one as a kid, followed by my mom who died in the dentist chair and had to be resuscitated and then never took us back. So it has been 20 years or so. I went on Tuesday and now I have like 4 billion appointments to fix all my stuff - which considering the time we are talking here, a root canal and 4 cavities isn&#8217;t terrible. Oh and PS 2 of those cavities are from my labret piercing rubbing my teeth. Darnit. 
Anyway, what I am saying is for someone who doesn&#8217;t like the dentist (ie me) I sure have a lot of time scheduled there in the next few months. I say no. Nope. No thanks. No.

So about that dentist.

I am terrified of the dentist. I had a really bad experience with one as a kid, followed by my mom who died in the dentist chair and had to be resuscitated and then never took us back. So it has been 20 years or so. I went on Tuesday and now I have like 4 billion appointments to fix all my stuff - which considering the time we are talking here, a root canal and 4 cavities isn’t terrible. Oh and PS 2 of those cavities are from my labret piercing rubbing my teeth. Darnit. 

Anyway, what I am saying is for someone who doesn’t like the dentist (ie me) I sure have a lot of time scheduled there in the next few months. I say no. Nope. No thanks. No.

In every photo of me as a child, I am in this pose. Every photo. No matter what. Up until I was about 6, if a camera came out, my leg went up. I was being a stork - that&#8217;s what I would say when people asked why I was doing a weird pose. I have no idea why I thought stork was the go to photo pose, but that was my deal.
My brother opted for the Vanna White in all his photos. So all his childhood photos he is holding up whatever the closest product was - be it milk, a book, or some toy laying around - and displaying it with his fancy hands.
Apparently, as a family, we failed and photos. I am ok with it. I need to find some and scan them in.

In every photo of me as a child, I am in this pose. Every photo. No matter what. Up until I was about 6, if a camera came out, my leg went up. I was being a stork - that’s what I would say when people asked why I was doing a weird pose. I have no idea why I thought stork was the go to photo pose, but that was my deal.

My brother opted for the Vanna White in all his photos. So all his childhood photos he is holding up whatever the closest product was - be it milk, a book, or some toy laying around - and displaying it with his fancy hands.

Apparently, as a family, we failed and photos. I am ok with it. I need to find some and scan them in.

(Source: e-bitchuary, via dannybrito)

The night sky always held me in a way nothing else did. Looking up to stars and moons and planets flying by. My parents often woke me in the middle of the night to count how many meteors would pass us this shower. It was comforting watching the twinkle, the atmosphere which let us breathe and made the sparkles come alive with us.
A person once said he didn&#8217;t enjoy star gazing, he didn&#8217;t like how little it made him feel. He wanted to be big and revolutionary. I don&#8217;t like how little it makes me feel. I repeated these words so often I forgot who said it, and I stopped looking up thinking the sentiment was mine.
Meteor showers and snacks brought me back. Laying on warm pavement as the night cooled around us, waiting for the stars to fall. A clementine and  bottle of water, a blanket and pillows from a couch. On our backs with nothing but everything in front of us. Time and sky and time again.
The truth is I don&#8217;t agree, the bigness doesn&#8217;t define my insignificance. At the other extreme I see the endless - the infinity above me - as further proof that this existence is exactly the road I am supposed to travel on. There is so much beyond us that our minds struggle to comprehend. We theorize and gasp at the expanse of it all. And the fact that I am but a whisper on a cold morning, warm breath escaping and making a tiny cloud out of my name, is nothing short of miraculous. And I love how that feels.

The night sky always held me in a way nothing else did. Looking up to stars and moons and planets flying by. My parents often woke me in the middle of the night to count how many meteors would pass us this shower. It was comforting watching the twinkle, the atmosphere which let us breathe and made the sparkles come alive with us.

A person once said he didn’t enjoy star gazing, he didn’t like how little it made him feel. He wanted to be big and revolutionary. I don’t like how little it makes me feel. I repeated these words so often I forgot who said it, and I stopped looking up thinking the sentiment was mine.

Meteor showers and snacks brought me back. Laying on warm pavement as the night cooled around us, waiting for the stars to fall. A clementine and  bottle of water, a blanket and pillows from a couch. On our backs with nothing but everything in front of us. Time and sky and time again.

The truth is I don’t agree, the bigness doesn’t define my insignificance. At the other extreme I see the endless - the infinity above me - as further proof that this existence is exactly the road I am supposed to travel on. There is so much beyond us that our minds struggle to comprehend. We theorize and gasp at the expanse of it all. And the fact that I am but a whisper on a cold morning, warm breath escaping and making a tiny cloud out of my name, is nothing short of miraculous. And I love how that feels.