Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Day 5 of Lovely

My partner in crime, Molly:



Growing up, our next door neighbor was Patsy Clark. She was my mom's sidekick for about 10 years. I have a ton of childhood memories that include my mom, Patsy, a bottle of wine and lots of laughing. Molly is my Patsy.

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Day 4 of Lovely

I could do some serious damage at Anthropologie right now. It's a dangerous dangerous place full of little lovlies. And to make matters worse, they're opening a new store 20 minutes from my house.

I've put together 3 looks for the summer. All on my lovely wish list....


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Monday, May 17, 2010

Day 3 of Lovely

I don't know if you remember my famous list or not, but check out #28. I basically admitted that my yard looked like shit. Absolute dog shit. Well, check out this beauty!

We finally decided to get our asses in gear, and by we, I mean this guy and this guy. We are outside all of the time now with G, mostly because he thinks he will die if we go inside. Literally. But also because this lovely little yard makes me happy.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Day 1 of Lovely

This is about as lovely as it gets in my book. This little dude makes his mama smile, even when he's not smiling. He makes my heart swell so big that I think it's going to explode.


Monday, May 10, 2010

You should really be friends with her.

Have you ever had a friendship that was forced? Most likely by your mother? That's what I feel like with PMB. It's a forced friendship at this point and I will be letting my mother down if I break up with him. So, I keep on going.

In an effort to get my creative juices flowing, I've decided to do a little project that I've named 30 Days of Lovely. 30 days of things that make me happy. And I will try my best not to turn this into a family brag blog for 30 days. Because those don't make me happy. Gag me.

I think I came up with this to keep my mind off of work. Because quite frankly, it sucks at the moment. As in, shoot me in the head and stab me in the eyes sucks. I'm just telling it like it is, folks.