a. yes, i'm weak sauce at the posting right now.
excuses: sick, mastitis, non-napping baby, busted dryer, crazy weather, yada yada yada
b. fall collections are oozing their way out and it is so nice to see fashion turning around after last year's sad tribute to economic depression. as off her noodle as donatella versace is, i wish i was a man because the leather jackets (and almost every other one) are so tasty. and galliano is as surreal as dali, but those suits are delicious. as much as i abhor pastels and glittery foofness, i think the chanel haute couture collection is remarkably beautiful. favorite website presenting collections: project rungay, for so many reasons.
c. we are deep in the throes of Friday Night Lights. i never want to live in texas. i moderately dread my continued life as a coach's wife. high school is hilarious and terrible and i'm very glad it's over. i LOVE the wife. that is all.
d. i like my boy even though he's a whackadoo. especially because he's a whackadoo.
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weak sauce! I haven't said that since high school! (Just a couple of semesters ago, really. [Cough cough])
whackadoo! Always a great word. thanks for the linguistic feast.
I'm so glad you are enjoying Friday Night Lights. I gobbled up all three seasons in a gluttonous ten day period. I'm in LOVE with Matt, QB 1. And a weird part of me wants to grow up to be as cool as the coaches wife. xoxo
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