bang! bang!

Run for cover, I am shooting bullets...

● I must be dirtying many more clothes than usual. I FEEL LIKE I'VE BEEN DOING LAUNDRY NONSTOP. I don't know if its all the exercise or what... but I am entirely sick of it. I have NO issue putting it in the washer. But, I hang dry most of my clothes because I don't like colors to fade, sizes to shrink, or fabric to wear. So hanging dry all of these loads of laundry is tedious, I tell you.

● Whole Foods has the most amazing honey roasted peanut butter. Its one of my good problems.

● A not so good problem... I am ADDICTED to fudge pops.

● Is it bad that I have not printed a digital picture since my wedding... 2 years ago? Since then, I've probably taken at least 1000... at least. I am all about taking and tweaking them in Photoshop and using them to bedazzle my various social mediums or to create slideshows. I just feel like I am supposed to print some occasionally. But, then... they'd end up getting no love, sitting in the same box that the other hundreds of photos are currently in. Even my already created albums are hidden away in cabinets and get very limited attention.

● I put on my cute black Reef Flip Flops the other day and immediately smiled at my pretty pink toe(nail)s. Summer is almost here! *Sigh*

● We pulled a tick off of Nala the other day. Do you know how un-fun this is? Poor thing could not understand why her Daddy was manhandling her, holding her down while the Mommy was lighting matches in front of her to only bring that fire stick right to her head. She was VERY well behaved and that bastard of a tick was gone in seconds. Frontline, here we come.

● I am at a good place with my sweatshirt collection. There was a time that I thought I did not have many options and this feeling only intensified when I began working from home and donned sweats more often than anything else. But, over the last few months, I've garnered some incredibly amazing sweatshirts... at great prices, of course.

● In my reality TV world, I am so all done with this Brooke White chick on American Idol. I am over her hem and haw crap. I cannot believe she made it past Carly Smithson but I think Carly's tattooed face husband probably scared the bejesus out of all the conservative American Idol voters. In my best Simon voice "Sorry".

Thats about it in Sarah-land...