Wednesday, February 9, 2011

yum and the story

Yogurt-covered pretzels - the babysitter I loved.
Salsa from that little Mexican restaurant - 100% gen-you-eyne.
Lemonade - summer nights.
Turkey sandwiches - the school cafeteria.
Ranch dressing - the old house and the dining table there.
Carrot cake - my birthday forever ago.
Goat cheese - my trip to St. Louis.
Homemade pizza - a random Friday night with my family.
Krispy Kreme doughnuts - Sunday mornings in the Loft at church.
Wendy's cheeseburgers - Wednesday nights in the Loft at church.
Diet Coke - beloved aunt and uncle's house in beloved St. Louis.
Chocolate mousse - American Girl Place in Chicago five years ago.
Fake eggs - camp.
Hot chocolate - blogging.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

On Pretty Things

Keeping up the spirit of the last post, I got to thinking about the, uh, eyes. Yup. You guessed it.

Pretty lookin' stuff.

The nook upstairs where all major decisions are made, books are read, and things are written me. The shade is a perfect filter of light in the morning.

The coolest jewelry ever...made out of typewriter keys.

"Cracker Crumb" paint on the walls of the living room.

Sundae's ears. In case you're wondering, that would be my dog.

Debate trophies.

My brother's face when he first plugged in the Xbox 360.

Clotheslines in the spring.

Lemon cookie boxes.

Kerosene lanterns.

Paul Newman.

Ireland in general.

Italy in general.

The little icon on my dashboard that says, "Followers".

Rocking chairs.

St. Louis.

My bookshelves.

Old notebooks from seventh grade.

Tennis ball fuzz.

Snow. (It's fallin' in abundance 'round these parts.)

Tom Cruise.

This adorable new blog I found.

Pretty much any old "cowboy" movie.

Octopus necklaces.

Ancient books.

Giant shuttlecocks in Kansas City.

My dear dedicated artist friend's work. (She sends me pictures of everything.)

Clean hair and the 'do that ensues.

Unsliced loaves of bread.

That picture above.