*First, I've been getting a lot of no-reply blogger comments lately, and it makes me sad because some of them are questions and I can't answer. However, I've been subpar at best when it comes to replying to comments lately, so this obviously isn't an excuse. But please check anyway!*
Dress: Gap // Sweater and sandals: Target
We ordered a cooktop and a farm sink. When they'll be installed and functional, I cannot say. But they will be sitting in the basement by next week. Life is hard, I guess.
We have a plan for where they will go and the process of how to get them there (along with that double oven that is still in the basement) but it can't happen when Scott is working 70 hour weeks.
Are you watching The Leftovers? Thoughts? I don't even know where to start, so I'd like you to go first.
I don't understand this ice bucket stuff. Oh, sorry. #icebucket stuff.
I mean, incurable diseases are terrible. And you can argue with me here, but am I understanding this correctly? Someone challenges you to donate to a charity. If you don't want to donate, you pour a bucket of ice over your head instead? I get that those videos everywhere are raising awareness, but… I mean, Scott and I donate to charity, but if the point is awareness and raising money…why are you pouring ice over your head instead of giving to charity? Can anyone clear this up for me? Here's a Slate article I read.
When you realize your dog is the problem, it's depressing. Jett is in need of a live-in nanny. I can't deal with him anymore.
They sit there and "Hmph" at me when it's past 5:00pm and they haven't been fed. (And notice the floors…plural. Sigh.) Anyway, Jett is the Jason Stackhouse of dogs. Pretty and kinda dumb. Either he's super smart and pretends he can't hear you or he's truly that out of it.
Only one more episode of True Blood. I don't know how I feel about that.
We did all kinds of stuff in Denver last weekend and I haven't told you about any of it because I've barely looked through the pictures. I've been kinda laying low on social media lately, which is why I didn't Instagram anything. I've felt very much in my own little world for the last few weeks. I can't decide if this is a good thing or a bad thing. Maybe we don't need Twitter to turn the world 'round, after all. What do you think?
Denver Botanical Gardens