Ben Folds concert, which was freaking awesome. I was standing approximately 8 feet from the stage.
These are the mountains as they appear from our east-facing bedroom window. They glow bright orange and pink when the sun goes down. The color was even brighter than it is in the picture.
I am cultivating the art of peeling an orange in one long, curly strip.
Monsoon. Facing west in front of J's sitter's house.
The get well card Joley made me when I got a weird flu and didn't move for 2 days. She's on the right, and that's Colin on the left, complete with body hair and muscles. I was instructed to take notice of the happy sun.
Umbrella lady sighting.
The cat, the katana, and the typewriter.
Another monsoon. Looking west from the Trader Joe's lot.
Joley, in good spirits, just before being put under general anesthesia in order to remove a bead she'd shoved up her nose 3 days prior. Total cost of bead removal: approx. $650. Hooray for private healthcare.
Stephy and baby Samantha, about ten hours old at this point. <3
Apparently we've succeeded in our goal to make J multicultural.
More monsoon. Facing north from our balcony. It was sprinkling on us at this point, though you can't tell in the picture.
Grey-purple shirt from the Gap, nails in Smoke Screen from Ulta (OPI silver crackle accent), black raspberry ice cream with chocolate chunks. I'm not in love with this color, or anything.