a whole lotta shit this week. that's what.
that's my bra. you see, after JJs closet collapsed, i emptied it and called maintenance. i told them they could enter our apartment when we are not there, but just to make sure to pet Cleo so she wouldn't be scared. well, we didn't exactly expect them to come so fast. they came yesterday while we were at work! and, upon arriving home, i noticed a few inappropriate things laying around on the ground that the poor maintenance man had to deal with while fixing the closet. this particular one was my fault, as it is my bra.
Cleo's fault. really Cleo?!! DID YOU REALLY HAVE TO DRAG ONE OF MY TAMPON APPLICATORS OUT OF THE GARBAGE!?!
and this is the note the maintenance man left us: "i put up the closet shelves and added extra support. have a great day Cleopatra is fun to work with." so i guess he wasn't fazed by the inappropriate objects then. and "Cleopatra was fun to work with" ?! like, how was she fun to work with guy? was she handing you nails and a hammer?
Nel's fatbooth hahahahaa
Jewel's fatbooth hahahahah
Doo's fatbooth! YOU GUYS FATBOOTH NEVER GETS OLD HAHAHAAAA
this is how i greet mondays
getting my hiney whooped by my friend CP. REALLY 93 POINTS?!?!
Cleo the cutest nugget in the whole wide worrrrrld!
my new jammie jams! Calypso for Target. pardon the messy floor.
market pantry brand: sour gummies and chocolate covered peanuts. THE BEST you guys.
just a pair of dirty ol panties hanging around Nel's condo conplex.
have you guys heard of Homeboy? they make the most delicious chips and salsa ever. they are sold at Ralph's down here and it's all we buy anymore. Homeboy Industries is a safe haven for former gang members trying to get back on their feet. Father Greg founded it and he helps these young people get counseling, high school degrees and free tattoo removal. but the most important thing he gives them is a job! so so cool. read more about Homeboy Industries here.
i was taking Cleo for a walk when we passed this sign. and i had to do a double-take because i could have sworn the blonde girl was me. SRSLY. i thought it was. until i remembered that i never participated in that event. but doesn't it look like me?!?! omg!
on saturday morning i was feeling nostalgic. so i laid in bed wearing my wedding shoes, staring at their beauty.
a fellow Washingtonian in the Cucamongross!
hahahaha another fatbooth of me getting my hair done.
the delicious meal Nel made on saturday night :)
Cleo helping me clean out JJ's closet.
my newest Ross find. it's an hourglass. and it sort of makes me anxious. like the sand that's falling represents time that is gone and is never coming back. GAH!!!
i can spell!