Dec 30, 2010

Battlestar Galactica - don't you dare judge me.

Happy Thursday! Today I've got to wave my freak flag for just a sec. Hell, if a girl can't do it on a personal blog in the company of relative internet strangers, where can she?

Lately I've been totally consumed with a new (although it isn't exactly new, but new to me) television show. I'm talking about the genius that is Battlestar Galactica.

Yes, I mean the holy grail of nerd television. The favorite of Dwight K. Schrute. I started watching it  on my lunch breaks with my work friends. I was hesitant. They've convinced me to watch some nerdy things, and hadn't led me astray, but this seemed like a new level. It only took a few episodes for me to become totally addicted, and maybe a couple shots of these:

But, honestly (and I can't believe I'm saying this) I don't want to cheapen it with too much talk of mancandy. Hot beefy men aside, the show is pure creative genius. The premise is that a small amount of humans survived a mass genocide. They're now on the run (in space) from their cylon (robot-like machines) enemies. It's race to find a mythical place called, EARTH. Amazeballs. Honestly, anyone could enjoy it. If you're not into the space thing, there is romance, family drama, politics...everything. And character development galore. I happen to be into the space thing, so all the other stuff is just a bonus for me.

Anyway, I stayed up super late last night getting caught up (my friends have been watching at work while I'm on vacay). Just like always, the end of the season I finished last night was a complete and total mindF and I tossed and turned wanting to gab about it with someone. I was a little embarrassed that I'd stayed up until 3 a.m. in my bed glued to the laptop screen (all the seasons stream from, but starting today I'm not embarrassed. Now, I just want to spread the BSG gospel. I'm starting with you, blog friends.

Seriously, watch it. I'm completely additcted. Me sharing this with you is almost totally selfish, I want more people to talk about it with. Please? Ok thanks.
Dec 29, 2010

Top 2 Tuesday - New Years Resolutions

I'm blogging to you today from my Houston home (parents' house). I love being here because I do nothing but veg out. I don't know why (it could be the comfy couches and full DVR list), but whenever I'm here I just can't get motivated to do anything - at all. The conjunctivitis still has me a little down, but tomorrow I think I'll try to put in my contacts, which I hope picks up my energy a bit. Glasses on my face always seems to be a recipe for non-productivity. Anywho, on to today's regularly scheduled blog programming...

Today's theme over at The Undomestic Momma's Top 2 Tuesday is a great one for my lacklustre energy level...

Top 2 New Years Resolutions
(I'm going to keep this brief, lots more to come on this topic....)

1. Make a plan. 
I really want to make a serious plan of action for my life. One big problem I have is that i have tons of ideas/thoughts/plans/dreams/sparkles swirling in my brain, but haven't the slightest clue about what to do with myself. UGH. Frustrations. I need to spend some days thinking hard about what I want to do with my little self - professionally, financially, in my relationships....ALL OF IT. This is no easy feat. My deadline for this all-encompassing life plan is end of January.

2. Learn to cook more things. 
In the last few months I've really been trying to learn how to do more in the kitchen, but I want to commit. I'm extra excited because I just got a sweet new monogrammed apron for Christmas!!! I hate my little kitchen, but I need to get over that mental block. I want to be able to just whip things up off the top of my head. Also, lets just face it, I want to be known by my friends as the one who can cook stuff. Everyone loves that person. I think I can do this, but I need to commit to spending time on this and trying new things, rather than just my tired old go-tos. Poor manfriend, he'll be the sampler.

Well, that's all for now. I really hadn't even thought of my resolutions yet, but now I have a feeling I'm going to be totally addicted to thinking about it...just what I need.
Dec 26, 2010

The Teenage Body Book

So here's a funny thing. In Ozona, me and my cousin went out to the family's ranch property outside of town to look around.  My cousin, now 40 years old, lived there as a child. He's now considering renovating the house and moving back out there. Exciting. In all the old junk, we found this comedy goldmine:

The subtitle at the bottom reads: "Honest, no-nonsense answers to the hundreds of questions you have about these vital years in your life."  Vital years? Really? Also, note that the boy and girl are dressed like twins on the cover - which includes denim shirts. WEIRD.

Anyway, the book was his. HEHEHEHEHE.

Published in 1978, this book brought me endless giggles. There was a whole chapter titled, "My Fantasies and Dreams." I can't get into the details, but it gave me the major LOLs. I thought it was pretty progressive of my aunt to buy the thing. He just thought it was lazy of her. Whatever you want to call it, the hilarity was totes worth it.

So, as a prank, we wrapped it up and put it under the tree for our family Christmas. It was addressed to another cousin, an 18-year-old freshman in college. The poor little unsuspecting guy opened that puppy up -- TOTAL AWKWARDNESS. Mission accomplished! He blushed and tried to laugh it off. Teenage discomfort at Christmas dinner is definitely a successful prank. A couple of glasses of wine later, we all got a kick out of some of the excerpts.

1970's sex book = Christmas magic.
Dec 24, 2010


I hope everyone is having a fabulous christmas. I love you, followers...really. I've finished a round of christmas dinner and presents with family and am high on life. More deets on my loot later, but don't worry, there is a monogrammed kitchen apron in the mix....EXCITED. I'm working on blocking out the conjunctivitis situation, but I feel like this:

Pink, awkward and be-spectacled. (Also, FAVORITE CHRISTMAS MOVIE EVAAAAAARRR.) No, matter, Christmas cheer will prevail.  It always does. Here's a gift from me to you:

But for realsies, Merry, Merry Christmas. I love you lots. I hope your holidays are full of joy, happiness and revelry...also a little bit of seksi. Hearts.
Dec 23, 2010

Christmas Conjunctivitis

Know what that means? Well, I have it. Here's a hint:

Any clues? No contacts for a week. Fugly in Christmas photos 2010. I'm itchy and uncomfortable but trying to keep the Christmas cheer alive. The cure for lack of Christmas cheer: PIE.

Also, I'm visiting family in West Texas. For those of you around the country, I mean the real Texas, like John Wayne's Texas. I'm in Ozona, my dad's hometown. It's a fun departure from my norm. Also, my last grandparent is here, Ma-Maw. She's pretty much the sweetest person I know. Here's a map of where I am:

Meanwhile, manfriend is on the other side of the equator, in Bogota, Columbia (2,534 miles from Ozona, TX). He's vacationing there visiting one of our college friends. I'm whoa. But, I wouldn't trade Christmas for it any day. I can't discuss this trip too much, it's been WWIII between us. But, he seems to be having a blast down there. Send him your happiest internet vibes. Please pray that he isn't getting hijacked, or robbed, or mugged...or high. I don't know if you've ever heard, but sometimes unsafe things happen there. I'm trying to block it out and focus on Christmasy-ness. And pie.

Dec 22, 2010

Christmas ELF whoa.

Hi! I'm a bad blogger, I know. I can't discuss that now, though, I'm too excited for CHRISTMAS! I'm finally home in Houston and it's hit me that Christmas is almost here. Like really close to being here.
 I've been scurrying around running errands and wrapping LOTS of presents. Somehow, gift wrapping maven is what seems to have shaken out for me in our familial division of holiday tasks....and boy do I have a pile of gifts needing wrapping.

In the spirit of remaining calm, I think some baby animals are just what we all need. How about holiday style? Jackpot.

Aaaaaahhhh....that's much better.  I hope your Christmas elving is going fabulously!
Dec 17, 2010

Friday, December 17, 2010

Hip Hip Hooray for Friday! And the holidays! Today is my last day of work for 2010! Can I get an "AMEN" for that?!? I'm taking off the next 2 weeks to focus on Christmas elfing, visit family, relax and generally take a load off. I'm READY. Today has been productive, and I'm about of juice for 2010. This weekend I have a to-do list staring me square in the face.  No matter, it's all Christmasy tasks!

1. TIME announced Mark Zuckerberg as their "Person of the Year." He is undoubtedly highly influential and has left an indelible mark on the world...blah, blah, blah...but I'm honestly a little confused by naming him "Person of the Year." Facebook has had a good year, but they've been around for several. This feels oddly timed to me. Also, the portrait on the cover of the magazine is a little creepy-ish:

Doesn't it feel like those eyes are shooting lasers right through the screen at you? Laser eyes or not, I could never make it without Facebook. So thanks Mark, I appreciate ya.

2. Quote(s) of the week:
"Being on Dawson's Creek was kind of like being a mobster. You set up a shop selling pizza but in the back you're laundering money. You're doing one thing in plain sight and secretly plotting something else. I was plotting my tastes, my interests, my beliefs and hopes for what I could be." -- Michelle Williams
Sacrilege. Now I understand that everyone has goals, but come on. Dissing Dawson's Creek. How dare she? I would have been savoring every single moment of my time on that show...and around Pacey Witter.

"She is in love and I know she will have so many love songs to write straight from the heart for her new record." -- Joe Simpson re: Jessica's recent engagementt

The original stage dad himself, speaks on her romantic life. SHOCKER. But really, this is a strange quote. Shouldn't he be talking about how excited he is to walk her down the aisle? No, he's excited about her new record. He's a creepy dude.

3. The internet has been blessed with the Kardashians' Christmas card photo:

Does this make you feel like having a jolly holiday? I know it doesn't make me feel jolly whatsoever. Maybe I'm a Christmas purist, but why wouldn't they put anything Christmasy in the photo? Like, how about some smiles for god sakes? Who do they plan to send this thing to...the Mortitcia and Gomez Addams? Go here to see some HILARIOUS photos from Kardashian Christmases of the past. Beware, some include their real, un-surgeried faces.

4. Obama appointed Jon Bon Jovi to a White House Council. The rocker will serve on the council for Community Solutions. Now, I know he's a philanthropic guy, but White House, really? I hope Bon Jovi goes in there and does some great work, but I cannot get the image out of 1980's-era Bon Jovi prancing around the oval office in his leather pants and mega hair:

 Tee hee. 
5. Suri Cruise drinks Perrier.

 Of course she does. Perrier is like the most un-kid-like thing I can think of. We bourgeois people feed our kids milkshakes or apple juice when the pout. Oh and she's also wearing footie pajamas. The irony astounds me. I doubt Katie Holmes was raised on Perrier. Does anyone remember Joey Potter? (since we're on the topic today). Does Katie Holmes even remember Joey Potter?

6. They think they might have found a bone shard belonging to Amelia Earhart! WHOA! If you don't know the story, she attempted to fly around the world in 1937. (She would have been the first woman to do so). She disappeared somewhere along her route and, to this day, nobody knows what happened to her. The remains turned up earlier this year on an abandoned South Pacific island. This may be evidence that she lived as a castaway and eventually died. The site is a likely candidate because she would have had ample room to land a plane, and there is evidence that Westerners dwelled on it at some point. I did an elementary school report about Earhart and have loved the tale since then. I hope these are her bones.

7. Teen Mom Amber is pregnant again. Oh heavens. Apparently she's taken a pregnancy test and the morning sickness has started. She has "no idea" who the father could be because she's been with so many men in the last three months. She hopes the father is Gary, but he has some things to work out too. Now this is just getting sad. I started out loving the teen moms because of their tales of triumph, but being a serial baby maker is just not fair. I think I'm over Amber. Farrah has always bored me. Now I can give more love and attention to Maci and Catellyn. Oh and don't worry, the trailer for Teen Mom 2 is out. Needless to say, CAN'T. FREAKING. WAIT.

Hey, before you let blog time leave your brain, remember, my buddy Dillypoo is collecting cans for her local foodbank. All you have to do is go to her blog, leave a comment on any post and she'll buy a can and donate it. THAT'S ALL YOU HAVE TO DO. So do it.

So, that's all for now folks. I'm in full-on holiday mode - officially. I think I'm going to add to my to-do list to watch all the seasons of Dawson's Creek. Now that I have it on the brain
Dec 16, 2010

...time for toys and time for cheer

Today I want to focus on Christmas.

But, I have work to do. I've been trying to get into elf mode for about 10 days and my damn real-world responsibilities keep getting in the flipping way. As a feeble attempt to get jolly, I fired up my holiday tunes playlist in my office and this is in my head:

It's in my head in a major way. Chipmunks are rattling through the corridors of my brain like a Tupperware full of jingle bells...that a cat is batting around on the floor. (I'm not sure why that's the first simile that came into my head.) I can't decide if it's a good or bad thing ... and I'm starting to really believe I want a hula hoop.
Dec 15, 2010

Breakups - I may be too happy.

Just in case you were under a rock yesterday (I actually was. That rock was my desk. I was hiding from my to-do list.), it was BREAKUP CENTRAL. Two of my favorite pieces of mancandy have parted ways with their ladies, paving the way for complete Poodleist domination of them both (in my dreams).

Is this for real? It's a crime against humanity for these to not procreate.

Yes. People's "Sexiest Man Alive" and GQ's "Babe of the Year" couldn't make it work. Is there hope for anyone out there? Apparently the busy actors couldn't get enough alone sexy steamy time to make the marriage function. Oh sweet Ryan Reynolds, who will you turn to next? I hope it's someone Marisa Miller...or me.

Zac Ephron and Vanessa Hudgens FINALLY broke up.
After three years of dating, he is finally rid of her. The king and queen of Disney are no more. I can't think of a single Disney starlet fairytale anymore. Anway, he's much more talented, better looking and doesn't make nearly as many grouchy faces as her. Whoever he conquers next: upgrade. All my jealousies aside, I really could never see the appeal with that little tart. He's the dreamiest, she's the boring-est. She really is so dull. Victory for spunky girls everywhere!

Celeb gossip nugget for a Wednesday morning. Ta Ta! 
Dec 14, 2010

Chewy Chocolate Gingerbread Cookies

Make these. They're fabulous:

Today is my office Christmas party - a lunchtime potluck and gift exchange. It's super fun. We're all wearing our fug sweaters and there is holiday cheer in the air. This is the ridiculous thing I'm sporting at the office today:

Clearly, I had to sign up to bring a baked treat. I'm sort of trying to whittle myself a reputation as the resident pastry/treat chef. I'm not sure how it's going, but the only thing I know to do is just bake and bake and bake. So, I settled on these and they're super tasty. My homegirl Martha Stewart is responsible for the recipe:


  • 7 ounces best-quality semisweet chocolate (semi-sweet chocolate chips worked like a charm)
  • 1 1/2 cups plus 1 tablespoon all-purpose flour
  • 1 1/4 teaspoons ground ginger
  • 1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
  • 1/4 teaspoon ground cloves
  • 1/4 teaspoon ground nutmeg
  • 1 tablespoon unsweetened Dutch-process cocoa powder
  • 8 tablespoons (1 stick) unsalted butter
  • 1 tablespoon freshly grated ginger
  • 1/2 cup dark-brown sugar, packed
  • 1/4 cup unsulfured molasses
  • 1 teaspoon baking soda
  • 1/4 cup granulated sugar (I substituted SPRINKLES - duh)


  1. Line two baking sheets with parchment. Chop chocolate into 1/4-inch chunks; set aside. In a medium bowl, sift together flour, ground ginger, cinnamon, cloves, nutmeg, and cocoa.
  2. In the bowl of an electric mixer, fitted with the paddle attachment, beat butter and grated ginger until whitened, about 4 minutes. Add brown sugar; beat until combined. Add molasses; beat until combined.
  3. In a small bowl, dissolve baking soda in 1 1/2 teaspoons boiling water. Beat half of flour mixture into butter mixture. Beat in baking-soda mixture, then remaining half of flour mixture. Mix in chocolate; turn out onto a piece of plastic wrap. Pat dough out to about 1 inch thick; seal with wrap; refrigerate until firm, 2 hours or more.
  4. Heat oven to 325 degrees. Roll dough into 1 1/2- inch balls; place 2 inches apart on baking sheets. Refrigerate 20 minutes. Roll in granulated sugar (I decided to roll them in Christmasy sprinkles for extra cheer). Bake until the surfaces crack slightly, 10 to 12 minutes. Let cool 5 minutes; transfer to a wire rack to cool completely. 
I highly recommend these little treaties to make your holiday brighter. There really isn't anything more Christmas-tastic than grating fresh ginger for cookies. Hope the work friends like 'em!
Dec 13, 2010

Cans for Comments

It's holiday time gang, which means it's time to get in the spirit and spread some Christmas cheer. One of my work buddies (and original blog inspiration) is hosting a super little thingy called Cans for Comments.

Just hop over to her blog, Dillypoo Chatter, and read all about it. For every comment left on her blog, she'll donate a can of food to our local food bank. It's a cool thing, and all you have to do is just go over and leave her one measly little comment. Hop on over soon, she's cutting off the comments December 15, this Wendesday!

On another blog hop note, don't forget about Mingle Monday, one of my most favorite-est times of the week!
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Royal wedding - I'm addicted.

Good Morning all! I'm coming to you from a very chipper place today. It's Monday,  yes I'm aware, but it's the LAST Monday I'll be working in 2010!!! I've just got to get through this week then I'm taking a nice, collegey break for the last two weeks of the year. Hip Hip Hooray!

So, is it just me, or is news about Prince William and Kate Middleton the most addictive thing since bald Britney? I just cannot get enough of  it. I think every girl just wants to be a princess deep down inside. I know I do. Today, they've released the engagement photos:

SWOON. Now, I love stalking people's engagement photos (Thanks, Facebook), but this just takes the cake. Both flawless. No awkward piggyback or kissing poses. Amen.

As I'm sitting here having princess dreams, I can't help but worry that my outfit of choice today (flannel shirt and ponytail) is decidedly un-princess-like. Even if I'm dressed like a lumberjack, can I still be a princess?

It is Monday after all. It shouldn't count...
Dec 10, 2010

Friday, December 10, 2010

 Work this week (and I know next week will be too) has been absolute hell. Nothing bad has happened per se, but I'm alot busier than I'm comfortable with. Apologies for the blog slacking. I'm doing my best. The worst of it all is that it's Christmas time. I just want to be in elf mode, dammit. I'd begun my 2010 exit strategy, complete with shopping lists, blog plans, decorations, know, FUN things. But no, firestorms in my professional life have ensued.  Vent session over.

Short newsflash today, brain scrambling for extra energy in a major way...

1. Blake Lively and Ryan Gosling?!?! Supposedly these two are dating. Just what I need, a new celebrity couple to be obsessed with. This also gives me another reason to dream that I be born Serena Van Der Woodsen in my next life. I'm glad they've both found love, but I give this a grade of D- on my "celebrity probability for permanent mating" grading scale. Let's just face it, they're both two hot little commodities. Whatever happens, I'll be watching and judging their relationship intently, so thanks.

2. In case you didn't know, cigarettes are bad. According to the surgeon general, just ONE cigarette can permanently harm your DNA. A new report (the first one in four years) has come about about how bad smoking is for you. Apparently, cigarettes are made to be more harmful and addictive than they were decades ago. Also, limited exposure to even second-hand smoke can be pretty bad news for the body. Now, while I appreciate that they're getting the messages out there still, isn't this kind of research a teeny bit of a waste of money and time at this point? Honestly if people in 2010 are still smoking, they know it's bad for them. Those of us who aren't smoking are just more pissed off at people who smoke around us. Or at least I am. If you're smoking, stop it. Really.

3. Megan Fox has ugly pores. STARS! They're just like us! In my normal internet combing, I came across a fascinating little look at the magic fairy dust that is Photoshop. The blog took a look at the before and after pictures of Megan Fox at a recent even. Read the whole thing here, it's interesting.

I guess I'm just a nasty B for being so happy to see that she isn't flawless, but honestly, the flaws encourage me. Imperfect skin = human. I feel better about myself, which I never though Megan Fox would be responsible for.

4. Willow Smith + Bieber = total domination. These 2 little precious nuggets will be touring Europe together. Why in the BALLS wouldn't they come to America? I'd probably stand in line with tweens for tickets to that. I think it would be nice to go to a concert where I have the best boobs and am the most blemish-free (presumably, these days it's a crap shoot). Oh, and they'd also probably put on a pretty good show. I'm jealous of the Europeans...again.

5. Food dreams help you lose weight. A new study shows that imagining yourself eating foods makes you want to eat them less in real life. This is apparently some kind of psychological brain magic that they've discovered. Apparently your brain appetite can be semi satisfied by just thinking of yourself eating the food. You'll still eat the bad food, but supposedly much less of it. I hope this is true. I'm a classic over-thinking, visualizing, neurotic, general crazy person and this could be just the ticket out of muffin top jail for me. At this very moment, my brain waves are completely full of margaritas, cookies, cupcakes, fried chicken and bagel bites. I probably need to go get all these things and do a little science of my own here...

Happy Weekend! I'm working on sneaking out early today to do some Christmas shopping with my little nugget sister. Can't wait! Have a food dream-filled weekend! Or, just eat what you want, it's almost Christmas.
Dec 8, 2010

Dumbest. Commercial. Ever.

So, judge me if you will, but the other night I was awake into the wee hours watching copious amounts of Jerseylicious on the STYLE network. (If you've never seen this, I highly recommend it for it's ideal balance of New Jerseyness and it's diva/bitch fighting-based plot lines.) Anyway, for some reason I couldn't sleep. Those are the times when I call up all the trash on my DVR that I save for my most desperate of television-watching opportunities. Then, just as I was dozing off I saw this ridiculous thing:

**Warning. Below is a commercial for a "personal massager," but I assure you that it is safe for television, there isn't anything X-rated (or even R-rated) in it. Don't be deterred, the comedy greatly outweighs the sex toy talk.

 Be sure not to miss the awkward husband around the 0:50 mark. 

So, where Do I even begin? I think I'm going to have to list all my questions...
  • Now I've done the risque bridal shower thing - lots of times. At no time can I imagine giving a "personal massager" to a bride friend. That's a gift for single girls. Isn't the idea that when you're married you have your own personal pleasure thing in the form of a live man at your disposal at all times?
  • How in the world did 3 of them have this sicko/awkward idea. Usually the mother of the bride or at least one conservative sister/cousin is in attendance...
  • The three girls that gave the massager as a gift. Why didn't they tame their RIDICULOUS masturbation hair before the shower? Did they use the thing in the car on the way over? AWKWARD.
  • The testimonials. How much did they get paid? I bet it was something ridiculous like $30 and a coupon for a free appetizer at Chili's. 
  • Then there's the whole husband part. I don't care how adventurous you are in the bedroom, a vibrator should NEVER drive a man to squeal in delight. Especially in front of a woman and cameras. Maybe that's why she needs the Tri-phoria...
Anyway, this thing brought me endless giggles. Of course, giggles didn't do anything for the insomnia....but it did make me feel a tad bit less pathetic to be watching DVR-ed STYLE network after midnight on a Monday night....I could have 3 Tri-phorias to figure out how to regift.
Dec 7, 2010

Christmas has arrived in my home and office!

Happy Holidays! I've FINALLY gotten my apartment and office tricked out for holiday time. (I also just had my first mini candy cane of the year. FOODGASM.) There isn't much to report, both spaces are pretty small and my holiday budget isn't focused on decor. Nonetheless, it finally feels like Christmas when you can enjoy the festivity in your spaces...

Here's my little spread in my apartment:

Small tree, stockings and garland are about it for the Prince and I. I don't have much storage or space for a tree, so this is about all I have room for, but I LOVE it. I started putting the tree on the table when the Prince was a mischievous little pup. He could probably handle it on the floor, but I've had nightmares about coming home and finding that he's lacerated all of his insides on ornament shards. Probably not worth it....

This is my balcony:

NOBODY, and I mean NOBODY, around my apartment has decorated. I show this to perhaps convince some of my scrooge neighbors to get their act together. I actually have tons more lights that I could put up, but don't want to be too obnoxious. There are other balconies nearby and I'd hate for them to need sunglasses to go outside and get some fresh air. Really though, I want to Griswold that dude out. Maybe the week before I'll go nuts.

Here's my little office:

I went with lights and a small table-top thing this year. Last time around I was in a cube so I didn't have much of a theme. This time I decided to keep it sort of in the theme of the room which is lots of purple. It's hard to match Christmas and purple.

Shiny sparkly tree:

This is my favorite new addition of holidaytime 2010. It's sparkly and has balls. Lots of balls.

I'm feeling cheery and delightful! I hope you are too!

Cute Overload

Hello and happy Tuesday all! Yesterday was a swirling hurricane of work-related stress, so sorry for the blog silence. But, prior to WWIII at work, I had a fabulously Christmasy weekend! I decorated my apartment and office (photos to come), did some shopping, and went to see the Nutcracker!

Unfortunately, today I'm still wading through a seemingly endless to-do list and am pretty grumpy about it, if you can imagine.  So, per my usual, here is a beginning-of-the week dose of cuteness to get us all going. I typically go with baby animals, but babies of the human variety may be even better!

This is my good friend's niece. Her name is Ania. I've never met her, but this is pretty much all I need to see. I'm in love with this tot. To me, these photos look unreal. Like the cuteness cannot be real.

Precious pucker face. It's like she's having a dream about eating teeny tiny Sour Patch Kids.

It's chilly today. I wish I had a basket full of blankets to kick back in.

This thinker pose could only mean she's already beginning to cure cancer or resolve the Isralie-Palestinian chaos in her tiny little mind.

"Hi. I'm wearing a pink hat and I'm on a fluffy furry thing. Also, nobody makes me wear pants. Be jealous."

Enjoy your days, friends! We all know precious little Ania is somewhere floating on a cloud of cuteness surrounded by puppies and cuddles. I'm going to attempt to channel that as I'm tearing through my Tuesday....



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