What’s more self-indulgent than buying yourself everything you want rather...– Kristen “I’m Not Yo’ Santa” Walker
Karma is a bitch? Well, just make sure that bitch is beautiful.
Whassa Matta? "Muffin'."
Leslie: we're having pink fish tonight. and salad.
Leslie: and this cranberry bread that looks like a giant muffin (and will likely add to my giant muffin, but WHO CARES)
me: who fucking cares
me: life is short
me: eat what you want in moderation, and move your fucking body
me: and when push comes to shoving yourself in a pale pink dress for a wedding, then fucking starve.
A year. A thousand kisses. And now a thousand one, a thousand two. There are so...– The Realm of Possibility by David Levithan (via thechocolatebrigade)
Turkey Trot Results are POSTED
WELLLL in all honestly they’ve been posted for at least four days. However, I can’t stop staring at my time of 39:21! Can you even believe it? I realize this is not some outstanding time overall, considering CL ran it in just over 32 minutes and some people finished in 20 minutes or LESS. However, I feel accomplished and very proud of myself, for not only running the entire 5K race,...
And probably just alcohol hangover too. I have consumed more food and alcohol in the past four days than I’d care to admit or remember. However, all the warm fuzzies that are lingering from spending so much time with loved ones are worth the struggle to keep my eyes open. After four days, we had three days of family fun, two Thanksgiving dinners, two rounds of tree trimming and Christmas...
Thanksgiving is tomorrow!
And we, as in myself and my parents, are going to Chris’ aunt’s house, along with 30+ other family members and friends. I wasn’t panicking about it, mostly because I’m busy fretting about the 5K tomorrow morning at 8 am (probably because I ran last night with my new shoes, and was left with BLISTERS). However, I’m now starting to sweat a little bit thinking about this...
me: are you eating lunch today?
Leslie: I had my peanuts from the plane
me: good god.
me: we've reached new heights of hoarding and anorexia when you count a packet of 10 peanut halves as a meal.
Happy 25th Birthday, Patrick.
It will never get easier, not having you here to celebrate your birthdays. To not see you blow out candles, or hear you laugh at our jokes, or watch you smile as you open up gifts or squeeze you tight whenever I want. Accepting the fact that you’re not here physically feels impossible. But at the same time, remembering that your soul and spirit live on, and that I’m sure you’re...
RT @TNTIL: “Happiness is a choice. You can be miserable or you can be strong. The work is the same.” —Keegan Grant, Team in Training …