Haha. Wow. I totally ran a cross country meet at your high school!
We must know at least a few of the same
people guidos and guidettes. Truth be told, I went to Ramsey HS for 2 years (‘01-‘03), then moved to Georgia and finished up there. But I went to school with a lot of these kids.
Well, there’s only one way to solve this — Facebook. The latter half of my tumblr name alone will help you out on searching for me. First name: John. But I’m sure you knew that already!
HAHAHA. That would be something, eh? I’ve been known to bust out “Kiss From a Rose” many a time during karaoke gigs. And I am pretty dark. As for the babies, I think we’d get like a dozen Cabbage Patch Kids and carry them in one big stroller.
Alas, Jodi and I decided to go with a more “traditional” Halloween costume, which I will keep secret for a little while. Of course, you’ll see pictures soon enough!
I have NO idea. Been asking myself that my whole life. Those bigoted people probably have no idea that their kids listen to gangsta rap in their rooms when they get grounded.
This sounds weird to respond to (with others possibly reading) without context. In response to Ramou’s post about her possible Angry Black Woman Halloween costume (which you should totally pursue), I added this:
Girl, I can’t tell you how many times I’ve received the same comments when I lived in Georgia. When i worked at AE my senior year of college, a hick walked in [to our store] and said, “Wow, they’re playing rap in here. Bet you like it, huh?” SMH.
The crazies are everywhere, y’all.
Hahaha. Oh, the things our parents made us wear
we wore when we were young. Yours truly had an obsession with Yogi Bear sweaters in kindergarten, New England Patriots pants in 5th grade, khakis in 7th grade, and plaid, for pretty much my whole life.
But I must say, the jean jacket is pretty boss.
Confession: my kitchen isn’t bitchin’. But it is when Jodi’s in there, whippin’ up some comfort food. That’s what happened Last Friday night. We decided to have a chill night (see: hitting the gym, and going back to my place to bake and cook.
First, we gave the shrimp and grits a try. Now, I’ll fully admit that I’ve never really been a fan of grits. Yes, I lived in the South for seven years. And my 2nd grade teacher tried to get me to eat them, and I wasn’t havin’ any of it. For Jodi, though, I was willing to “take a risk.” I must say, it was the most delicious “risk” I’ve taken in a while.
See that bacon and shrimp-filled goodness? YUMMERZ. Cheese was the perfect edition to the grits.
We also baked some pumpkin whoopie pies (with cream cheese frosting) for a veggie potluck on Saturday. I “accidentally” nuked the DIY frosting that came in the packet, so we picked some up from the store the next day. Regardless, they were a hit at the party…
…and last but not least (it must’ve been after 11 at this point): homemade pretzels for
Jodi’s girls’ night in VA snacking.
All in all, it was successful night! I think we make a pretty good food-making team. Most of this wouldn’t be possible without the wonderful baking and blogging skills of Joy the Baker. Check her out for reals, y’all.
You know it’s a good day when your new Threadless tee arrives on your desk at work! Woo!
I’ve been dying to for the WAKE design to get t-shirt printed for a good minute — and it did, just in time for the last $10 sale. As I ripped open the package, my expression went from this:
This simple, yet mesmerizing design came with some “mistakes.” It’s supposed to look like this! But it came out looking like this:
Notice the smearing on the back, towards the top…
…and this, on the back right (where’s the end? OH SH- BERMUDA TRIANGLE)…
…followed by an awkward misprint on the front part on the right.
Rarely do I complain about small imperfections, but c’mon, Threadless! Imma look like I made this shirt (poorly, for that matter), if I wear it around. I suppose there are worse things in life. And the page for the shirt said:
The process used to make this tee can create minor printing imperfections, most likely around the neck or underarm areas.
Fine, Threadless. You win. For now. Good thing there’s a 60-day return policy!