Wrong State

I hate to break it to the owner of this vehicle, but he or she probably lives in the wrong state. 

Summer Nights

In the summer I try to avoid using a blow dryer whenever possible because heat on heat on death. This means that on beautiful breezy nights like this, I can be found on my back porch round brushing my hair in the wind. 

Knee Injection

I was really brave for my shot so I got a big kid band-aid. 

Haircut

We hate getting our hair cut and now we are mad at you mom.

Can someone please help me figure out how to trim her without leaving these silly lines?

Mint on mint on mint

When my nails accidentally match my hair tie. But also if my scrubs were involved in this outfit it would be mint explosion. 

This picture showed up today

You guys her little puppy face. And she grew up to be so mellow. Someday I'll probably write a creepy Ben Folds style song called The Luckiest about her. 

Adoptaversary

Facebook and Jessie reminded me this morning that it has been one year to the day since I adopted this little lady. Honestly one of the top seven decisions of my life. My dad keeps reminding me "you know she's not a human right?" But that's exactly why I love her so much. No human is capable of loving me in the way she does. If you want to learn unconditional, limitless love, get a puppy. 

Dry Shampoo

I had a little moment where I questioned my ability to be a grown up when just before work I realized I was out of dry shampoo. So I had to hop back in the tub and wash my hair. And then I came to work looking like a curly haired rat with perfect eyebrows and adorable pink lips. 

31

When you turn 31, it's best to celebrate by starting your morning with an outdoor swim. If I've learned nothing else from Cate, I at least prospered from this wisdom. 

My religious and trauma life as viewed in text.

Well, my phone knows what people need to make them all better.

And then 

And yes I do frequently recommend that people go to the ER. It's the nature of my career choice. And also the dog park for therapy. And also, the temple is a house of God, a place of love and beauty, and honestly I can't think of anyone who couldn't use more love and beauty in life. 

Why I'm The Saddest About Taylor's Breakup

I'm in love with Taylor Swift. Not just because of this line: Go and tell your friends that I'm obsessive and crazy, that's fine, I'll tell mine you're gay.

But because, you guys, she is five eleven. Like taller than I am. Tall girls forever. And so secretly, all this time, I've been wanting her to marry Calvin Harris. Not that I know anything about him at all other than that he's hot. Well except that he's TALL. Not just tall. He's so tall. He's six six. And then they broke up and my future children cried because we just need more tall boys and more tall girls to get married and create a beautiful world in which my children have somebody to date.

I didn't run out of gas at least.

I chose a gas station down the hill just to be safe. 😁

Obese Dauschund

I met an adorable obese dachshund the other day named Buddy. He was literally dragging his belly across the carpet to see me and as soon as he got to me he laid on his back so I could scratch his big fat belly. His tiny little legs wiggled all around while I tried not to die of happiness. 

I walked out of the house, removed my sandals, and barefoot on the grass gave gratitude for dogs (who bring me so much joy that I sometimes like them more than people). 

And now I give you a photo of an obese dachshund to enjoy.