Caesars on the porch with my girls. #lifeisgood (Taken with instagram)
Settling in for a lovely afternoon nap. #toughday (Taken with instagram)
Yorkville. ( which by the way got autocorrected to York ills ). I’m going to miss working so close to bloor and yonge. And let’s be honest…Hemingway’s and Remy’s.
well this is just cute.
although, I felt a bit less warm and fuzzy when the groom-to-be makes a comment about his age versus his wife-to-be’s…. awkwardness.
This one time I visited boston.
“And this my friends, is Mrs. MOTHA GOOSE’s grave”
She was a real person?
I can die happy… (perhaps a bad choice of expression)
Buying a couch
So, I am finally moving out of my parents house (i know, i am old and it is about time) and I am trying to buy a couch. I think this experience has taught me a lot about my boyfriend who seems somewhat unable to see which colours are appropriate and which arent.
” how about this couch..its like navy and royal blue… wait…no…. this one is only by appointment. that sketches me out”
a couch only by appointment?
“Oh look what I found! this couch is just like a movie theatre.. but if we bought it we couldnt eat for 3 months.. but epic right?”
priorities….
“Baby, is this couch 200 dollars because it is so ugly?”
yes… yes it is.
” whats that place called that got flooded???? we could get a couch from there… OH yeah Idomo! Its like shitty ikea!”
yup, thats what we need.
“Is it weird to buy a couch off ebay? I think it is.”
we will never have a couch at this rate.
oh well, come visit me on the hard wood floor.
