Photo Diary

Greetings loved ones. Let’s take a journey.
OK Snoop Dog in California Gurls. Let’s Go!!
Totally creepy and very random but I do enjoy saying that every now and again… so here ya go… a little look back at life through the lens of my android.
HAPPY TUESDAY FRIENDS!

 

 

a. sign at LCH
b. preshh
c. the end of summer is sad… so long till next year
d. “Mom… I think your butter is softened…” “OH CRAP I FORGOT ABOUT THE BUTTER”
e. summer sunset
f. messy messy basement
g. dropping my childhood off at the thrift store
h. coolest balloon ever. my co-workers rock.
i. CAKE! Everybody likes cake.
j. beautiful flowers I got from a co-worker. she’s the sweetest.
k, more…cake…
l. Mark giving a CPR demonstration. at dinner. in the middle of a restuaraunt.
m. Mom and dad stretching after their walk. Dad refusing to be in the picture because
”You’re on facebook and other internet things and I don’t need you and all of captivity making fun of me.” Too bad.
n. Dad and Sarah duet-ing at the piano <3

One of these things does not belong…

Did you guess which one it is?

Nope it’s not the 11-year-old having a pre-teen freak out session with her best friend. And it’s not the super fabulous mirror pic or Philadelphia city sky line from last weekend. It’s not the flower that we’ve been waiting ALL summer to see that finally decided the 102 degree day would be the best day to bloom. It’s not my old workspace that I got to revisit on Friday for a special project at work, either. And it’s definitely not my curly hair – cause I am loving the humidity for blessing my otherwise straight mane.
SO that leaves one option.

The.Dead.Cicada.

Thursday night it was about 97 degrees at 9:05pm and I was already starting to sweat as I walked from my car to the front door. I had just driven home from class and was tired, so I wasn’t really paying attention to where I was walking and BAM. I almost stepped on this guy. Who landed smack-dab, dead-center, in the middle the sidewalk that goes to my front door. I am actually really surprised to see him laying there because we usually don’t get cicadas until August. It’s the August symphony – their constant clicking from the trees. But they started last week and evidently they don’t have very long life spans… I almost felt bad for the little guy if he hadn’t been so ugly and gross…

Anyways – that was the one thing that definitely did not belong in my week :) I’m just glad my sandals were spared :) Hope you’re staying cool in this wicked heat!! In a few months we’ll be shaking our fists at the sky when we’re shoveling our driveways of snow for the zillionth time…. so live it up!!

A little late...

I totally forgot that I took pictures of my Valentine's Day flowers from MarkyMark, but my mom downloaded them onto her computer and e-mailed them to me yesterday... aren't they beautiful? Calla lilies are my favorite and these were HUGE. He done good.

He's so cute when he gives me flowers. On my birthday he hid them in his trunk so I wouldn't see them in the backseat when he picked me up and on Valentine's Day he hid them in his brothers room so no one (or no animal) would get to them. And he brought them down the steps like the most proud person ever. So dear.

It seems we've fallen into the post-vday/cute-old-couple phase of our relationship...
He comes over and we pass out on the couch... More him than me but he deserved a nap - between school, work, and driving all over creation, he was tuckered out...

 Hopefully I'll take some pictures tonight at our NCAA basketball party - GO DUKE!!
(and by party I mean: mark and I, maybe his dad and brother, some chips, and iced tea :) definitley getting to the cute-old-couple stage)