making my mornings a bit more bright.
There's something really raw about getting up and into the shower by 6am. It's dark, cold, and so early!But, a few days ago, while shopping at my local co-op, I spied this- coconut milk creamy body wash, and like any decent person, I bought the lotion, too. It's wonderful, and smells like vacation and summer. Exactly what I need on early, brutal November mornings. And it makes me really anxious for breakfas

so the holiday season begins
And with it, lots of family photographs for the most adorable Christmas cards. I am over-the-moon with how these turned out, but you need to believe me- the subjects were so charming. I love doing this. Here are a few favorites, and if you'd care to see more just head over to my flickr.  

the holiday 2009
My Halloween was... epic. A bit crazy, and I almost lost one of my shoes. I was a ballerina. It was a trip. I pirouetted at the bars. I'm just kidding, but I did do that at Emma's. We're such crazy girls, and I love that I was a ballerina- warm, easy, and totally cheap to do.  I guess that's what dancing all through high school and keeping all your goodies will do for your. And every girl deserves a day off, so look once, because I took just one Halloween photo of Emma and I. I've taken enough photos in the past few days anyway (more on that later!)

shush your mouth!
What is it with old men convening at coffee shops just waiting to weasel their way into your conversation? I'm being so real here. It's already happened twice this week. I understand that I have a friendly continence, but I work hard at shutting it off in certain situations. Story 1: Joy and I wanted to have a nice chat at Starbuck's Tuesday afternoon. We ordered our drinks, a signature hot chocolate for me, and sat down in one of those over-sized velvet covered chairs. I was tired, in yoga pants and pontytailed. Not looking hot, and not wanting to talk to strangers. Joy and I chatted for a while, and the older man a seat away butts into our conversa

the tights.
I bought these tights at Target on a whim a few weeks ago. They were cheap and I needed something fun for work. I mean, if you're going to be a preschool teacher, at least wear some festive clothes once and a while.Today I was standing in line, in these very tights, at home depot. I noticed an old friend, a fraternity boy who I had known through lots of mutual people. "Oh hi!""Hi"We chatted for a moment. He told me a bit about his first year in dent