Wednesday, May 20, 2009
So Susannah skips the country to go get a tan, relax on the beach and get drunk off magnificently over the top cocktails in coconut shells. And here I am. Blogsitting. No vacay in sight. No vacay in hindsight, either. So yeah, I’m bitter.
But then again I am nearly 6 months pregnant and squeezing these cheeks into a bathing suit would probably put me in violation of standard beach conduct on several continents so – till then my cup of tea is my mojito, my desk chair is my chaise lounge, my maternity get up is my itsy bitsy bikini and my sun is the fluorescents beating down overhead.
Hola readers of dear Petunia Face! We’ve probably met before as I have guest blogged for Susannah on her last jaunt out of Marin. I’m Paige and my blog, I Heart You, can be found here. Things I love, in no particular order, are:
80’s Power Ballads
So now that we are acquainted – let’s get to business. First things first – what is this woman smoking?
Kate Gosselin of some reality show I’ve never seen or heard about till now thinks that everyone wants her hairdo.
What I have to say about this: BWWWWWWAAAAAHHHHHHAAAAHHHAAA!! (My apologies if you think this cut rocks, have this cut or have ripped pages out of last week’s People to take to you hairdresser to get this cut.) I just don’t get it. It’s like a reverse mullet. A really bad, extreme Posh. The hair equivalent of the El Camino - normalish in the front, fucktardary in the back. The 'Camino became defunct in 1987 as this haircut should have. Do you agree? Weigh in readers.
Other things of random note – I think I may need to buy these to get me through the next 3.5 months.
Yes, they are Crocs. No need to remind me how hideous and tragic they are. I am aware. Crocs are something that I believe should only be worn in the privacy of your own home (if you must) and are only acceptable in public on children under the age of 10. But you see, my feet kill. I wear a size 5.5 shoe – sometimes an even 5 – and these days I feel like Miss Piggy – teetering all this pregnancy weight around on tiny, little hooves. My feet are the clear losers in this scenario – hence the Croc contemplation. Any suggestions for comfy footwear that isn’t totally wretch would be awesome. (My apologies to any earthy, crunchy, granola sister out there who thinks Crocs are the bomb. To each their own.)
So thanks for tuning in everyone! Sorry for my randomness today. I have pregnancy brain. I can’t think about anything other than I wonder if my pb&j sandwich would taste better if I actually put the Cheetos in there directly. I’m thinking yes. Did I mention this is breakfast? It is. Have a wonderful day and may you find yourself smiling from cheek to cheek!
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