Even halfway organized these shelves are already amazing.
Sunny weather makes it so much easier to continue being a productive human when I get home from work.
"Can I buy myself this mermaid??!!?!?"
"Oh my gosh."
Having the whole bed to myself was cool for .8 seconds. I've crafted a pretty nice nest.
Knee surgery Thursday, up and walking Friday.
Hutch's nest of machines and entertainment.
Being 90 years old is my favorite hobby.
Queso and naps.
I just might be the easiest person in the world to talk into a road trip. Elizabeth made the slightest mention that she would be in Lubbock this weekend (a couple months ago), and less than a second later she had an overeager, undereducated tour guide.
We explored a giant wooden playground, investigated "Hell's Gates," I almost parked on Buddy Holley's grave and ate pretzels bigger than our faces. That's not even an exaggeration...
Dragged myself out of bed at 10:30 for a brunch date. Not a bad Saturday.
Conned Ron into helping assemble bows and arrows for camp next weekend. They turned out exponentially better this round.
Kitty loaf cross stitching while I mindlessly watch Parks and Rec. The amount of times I've seen the third season is getting ridiculous...
I managed to do a wedding thing! Raided my weird little scrapbook stash and pulled together some cute cards for a silly idea that'll probably change within a month. Hey, progress is progress.
Poor Hutch tweaked his knee at ultimate tonight, so we're both snuggled into the couch reading until bedtime.