Flannel. Sleeping dog. Favorites.
My tumblr has become nothing but dog pics, but seriously, look at how cute this is. I almost can’t take it.
The boy in flannel is pretty awesome as well.
Obligatory haircut selfie.
Good lord, I have a good looking boyfriend.
A little over a week ago we found this guy living under our house. By the power of bacon grease, we lured him out till we could find a good home for him. A week later we were in love and begged (ok, asked over beers) our landlord to let us keep him. He is now ours and we adore this little derp-face. As do the bartenders at our dog-friendly neighborhood bar.
Tumblr, meet Skillet.
Seeds are in the mail, I have a lead on borrowing a good roto-tiller, and the neighborhood group seems to be ok with the plan for a guerrilla garden. My plan is to plant wild flowers in the front, put some trees up in line with the front porch (to the right), and plant vegetables in the back.
Get ready everyone…my tumblr is about to blow up with photos/updates of the guerrilla garden Zack and I are working to create in this abandoned lot next door. Flowers, veggies, community…it’s right up my alley!
We’re heading down South!
We’re so excited to announce that starting this fall, we’ll be starting up StorySLAMs in both Houston and New Orleans. Can’t wait to hear all your stories!
There are not words to describe how excited I am about this. I live for live story-telling. Expect me there every month.
On our way back from Houston, having visited family and spent all my birthday money (my Abuelas still do that!) at Ikea, I exclaimed “Damn! I should have spent my birthday money on a record player!”. Z said, “Oh well, maybe next year.”
Then we came home and he had one (like, the BEST one) waiting for me. Along with a honeysuckle plant (I adore bees and hummingbirds), some polaroid film for my long-ago-used camera, a ceramic egg crate, and the cutest card ever.
Because he’s the best.
"I had this idea that I was going to change the world: racial justice, peace on earth, things like that. I went to every anti-war march there was. But I’m pretty sure that I didn’t budge society an inch. So now I just sit in the park and watch the little tots walk by. They’re so cute. Oh dear, look at that one!"
This will be me some day.
People are outraged about this, but continue to drive huge ass Ford Extinction SUVs and act like this is someone else’s fault. Let’s admit that it is ALL our damn faults…before my entire state is sucked under.
Craziest thing you’ll see all day: a dozen cypress trees get swallowed up by a sinkhole.
Craziest thing you’ll read all day: the story of how the sinkhole got there.
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