Thursday, April 19, 2012

Finals haze

Basically, I haven't been sleeping much because it's the final rush to finish everything for grades, our senior show, graduation, you get the idea. I'm feel like I'm walking around in a haze but I'm almost used to it now. Not that I wouldn't mind taking a week off to sleep straight through it.

Thankfully this frazzled state isn't all bad. Last night, I couldn't stay awake any longer so I decided to sleep a few hours. Jason came to bed after I had fallen asleep, and apparently when he came into our bedroom, I told him, "Don't touch the attic. It's a secret!" Jason graciously texted my quote to me so I could remember it in the morning.

It's only fair that Jason was able to witness that as I have many stories of him talking in his sleep. Recently, I was getting ready in the morning and he told me, "Don't worry, I'll get you a boat." Apparently I was trying to swim across a lake and he knew I couldn't make it.

Also with finals comes junk food mania. Poor, poor decisions have been made, including two ice cream bars today already (one happened around 6 this morning and it didn't even taste like shame).

Speaking of ice cream bars, I walked by Jason last night as he was doing some reading for school. He wasn't wearing a shirt and I noticed his belly button was shiny. When I asked him why, he laughed and said, "Melted chocolate!" Yes, his belly button was holding a miniature pool of chocolate from his ice cream bar and he had no idea.

I just can't even make this stuff up.

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Pretty much a celebrity

I was catching up on Community and made a wonderful discovery.


Annie Edison and I have a matching dress! Okay, okay, the colors are different, but I know they're the same dress because when I bought mine, there were these 2 color options. And we both wore ours with purple cardigans.

Obviously this is really important so I wanted to share it with all of you. Now that you want my autograph, you can catch me here in a few weeks.

Also, I survived one of my final final-reviews. I'm getting much better at giving presentations on 3 hours of sleep (as in 3 hours several nights in a row). Yes, this is what a college education has taught me.

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Spon-taneous


On Saturday, The Clites were supposed to join us on a big estate saling adventure but weren't able to make it last minute. Jason and I halfheartedly decided to go to one that was only a block away. Why not?

We park, and walk up to the sale. Directly in front of us, at the very end of the other side of the yard, we saw it. Tunnel vision, I tell ya.

We decided nearly immediately that we were going to get it. We don't have for room it. We'll make room. How will we get it home? We'll find a way. The wood's a little beat up. It's okay, we'll put some furniture oil on it. We don't have cash. We'll get cash.

Jason sat on the couch the entire time I went to the bank. Dedication, my friends.

When I started going to estate sales, Jason earnestly requested that our house doesn't end up looking like his grandma's. And now, today is that day. But look at that face! That is the face of a man who doesn't mind at all that his house appears to be occupied by a sweet old lady that crochets and drinks from a floral tea cup.

Success.

(and finally, a picture to show that the fabric doesn't actually look like TV static)

Sunday, April 8, 2012

Ticking away

School is so close to being done! Honestly still in shock and probably will be for months after graduation.

As with all finals, school and work has kept me very busy and, needless to say, frazzled. So when I went on the porch yesterday and found these blossoms, it was such a sweet and simple reminder.


There is still beauty in the midst of the chaos.

I started this basil plants from seeds, so it's like my child learning to ride a bike for the first time. If you know anything about me and plants, I can never keep anything alive and to be completely honest, half of this plant really does look dead. Each time I go outside to water it, I cringe and expect to see more dead leaves. When I found the blossoms instead, I gasped audibly. This basil guy, he's a survivor.

I'm so, so proud.