My wordpress image upload is junk right now so I’m testing a blog post from Flickr.
This is a test.
You may, or may not, see an image. And some words.
Thank you for reading.
My wordpress image upload is junk right now so I’m testing a blog post from Flickr.
This is a test.
You may, or may not, see an image. And some words.
Thank you for reading.
Did you wish to smile today, bad news on the economy be damned?
Wish granted.
I always liked doing this at Chinese restaurants.
And that is why I ADORE what this guy did.
…And its name is Rubynese.
If you speak Rubynese, please tell me what 00:55 to 1:00 was all about.
Design Commission came up with this awesome website stencil kit.
That you want to buy.
With money.
Given to Design Commission.
That (a portion of) is paid to Jay.
Which he will use to buy Ruby a balloon and a toilet brush.
That will make her very, very happy.
Like so.
Before Ruby, I read my news in the morning and finished a hot cup of tea.
After Ruby, I don’t. And I don’t.
Before Ruby, I ordered anything on the menu.
After Ruby, I order only what I can eat with one hand.
Before Ruby, I ate meals. Many, many meals.
After Ruby, my day is spent feeding her, playing with her, changing her…And then I forget to eat. Or I run out of time.
Before Ruby, I held an actual conversation, face to face, with you.
After Ruby, I am looking past your face to see what she’s trying to put into her mouth.
Before Ruby, I never noticed balloons.
After Ruby, I see them everywhere.
Before Ruby, I thought mohawks were a little weird.
After Ruby, I think mohawks are rocking.
Before Ruby, I thought stuffed toys were nothing special.
After Ruby, stuffed toys are Kodak moments.
Before Ruby, I thought about what I was going to wear.
After Ruby, you’re lucky I’m not naked and hairy.
Before Ruby, I took Jay’s picture every chance I had.
After Ruby, (you already know this one).
Before Ruby, I didn’t need to make lists.
After Ruby, I forget where I put my lists.
YOU KNOW YOU’RE A SEATTLEITE…when you wear socks with your BirkenCrocs.
YOU KNOW YOU ARE A MOM…when you would rather buy a $50 demented-looking donkey toy than have a pedicure.
YOU KNOW YOU LOVE SOMEONE…when you peel the thin skin off each section of the tangerine.
YOU KNOW THINGS ARE IMMATERIAL…when you let your one-year-old play with, and destroy, your headphones.
YOU KNOW YOUR ONE-YEAR-OLD IS ONE…when she acts all growed up on you. Sniff.
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