i miss him already

I'm having a hard time understanding how (since this picture was taken 'just yesterday') this is the same boy that turned his mission papers in this week. He's too teenie! I mean, he's huge. But he's teenie. And still making that exact same face. 

He's probably going to kill me for calling him teenie. Twice!

he calls me veronica lake

I can't think of a better way to start a day than by discussing How the Amount of Water in the Orange Juice Relates to the Quality of an Establishment over hotel breakfast with my Grandpa Robert. I really really can't.

Man on Wire

I don't really know what to say besides that people really need to go see this while it's here. I saw it at Sundance last year and again last night. And I stayed awake both times. And you know, that's like, rare. Anyway, it's beautiful and kind of strangely heartbreaking and incredibly entertaining and inspiring and unreal. And a bunch of other overused adjectives. But I'm serious! 

To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.**

I think George Santayana's got it right. I'm going to try really hard to remember this in about 5 months.

new policy, purchase 1

So this is the first purchase under my new policy. So far, so so cute. It doesn't look like this on me. Because I don't look like that. It looks normal. Because I look normal. And it's SO soft. And I had 40% off because I'm someone's significant other. And the top can come off to just leave a super cute skirt with 2 buttons in front. Which means I can wear it 2! days every week instead of just the 1 I was planning on. Yes, I'm proud of myself.