32 posts tagged “me”
- The Elephant House Cafe, made famous by J.K. Rowling (and the funny thing is, I bet they were really annoyed with her at the time, for taking up a table when she only bought one cup of coffee.)
- A pilgrimage to see the grave of Greyfriars Bobby
Seriously, Edinburgh is such a wicked city. I would love to live there, and I've never come close to thinking that about a capital city before.
St. Patrick's Day: Show us if you wore green or got a pinch.
Of course I wore green! (Thank you Target, for your $5.00 St. Patrick's Day t-shirts.)
I had a Macy's gift card burning, just burning, a hole in my wallet so I took myself off to the mall for some therapy of the retail kind.
Sometimes I think I'm too old to wear t-shirts that say things like "Little Miss Trouble", but then I think, says who?? and buy them anyway!
I bought two pairs of shoes and two t-shirts, and then I was sated.
Libby has a little boy in her class, Colin, that Todd teases her mercilessly about. I think Libby must have mentioned him just one too many times because now Todd brings him up about five times daily.
"What does Colin think about your new shirt, Libby?"
"Does Colin pin you down and smooch your cheeks?"
"Did you give Colin your best Valentine?"
These questions are always answered with a forceful, "CUT. IT. OUT!" from Libby.
But today Todd has been supplied with the best teasing material ever because Libby has gone to play at Colin's house after school! When I told Libby that Colin's mum had called to invite her to play, I could see that she was fighting with the corners of her mouth to stop herself smiling too widely. This morning before school so packed a little tub of muddy buddies in her backpack to share with Colin as an afternoon snack. So sweet!
Show us your hairstyles over the years.
Submitted by Lena Katrin.
Let's see.
First there was no hair worth speaking of.
Then it was really, really awful. Hideous. But I (almost) don't care who knows about it.
From about age 13 onwards it's looked like it does in this picture, which I took today. I'll say one thing, and that's that there is certainly no shortage of it.
Except for that one year when I looked like a boy - which I talk about here
Show us symmetry.
Not to be all me, me, me....
but I just thought this was mildly amusing. Twins, see?
Show us a photobooth photo.
Okay, one more.
Todd, his sister Kiely, and brother Tyler in the front.
Jesse and me behind.
I like how in the top right picture, the okay-now-everyone-pick-your-nose picture, Todd is having Jesse pick his (Todd's) nose. Jesse looks so tiny and innocent!
Show us a photobooth photo.
Like, an old-fashioned photo booth?
These were taken almost 12 years ago when, at the tender age of 17, we were let loose in the wilds of America.
The top photo is inscribed on the back, "Big Girl Blue, what larks we had! More fun and frolics than a lung frog in frilly, flamboyant flares! I'll miss you and all our lovers tiffs. Love you, E."
Show us your passport photo...if you dare!
Submitted by Georgie-boy.Oh I dare! I dare alright! I da....okay, I don't dare.
It's just too awful. But you can see my green card photo instead. That's a fair compromise isn't it?
And, while digging around among our many family passports, both current and expired, I came across Libby's first US passport and the picture was too cute not to show. How any child could be recognizable from the tiny, little, falling-sideways blob depicted in her passport is beyond me, especially when you consider that she flew on that passport until she was five. (Her first English passport is kept in her toy box and makes a handy prop when playing World Traveler.)
I'm just saying.
I mean, if Barbie can dump Ken, are any of us immune from the fickleness and inconstancy that is love?
Oh yeah, and Happy Valentine's Day y'all!
