We are getting ready to head out for our “Six Flags: Great America” adventure, and I decided this whole experience would be so much more fabulous if I pretend that we are going to the “state fair” instead.
So, readers…bid me luck. I’m off to the fair!
Christian Louboutin (via hautelikecouture)
This might be the most perfect statement of all times.
And it elicited absolutely no emotion. Nothing. At all.
It is funny how a person who, at one point in my life, was singularly responsible for so much space in my head and heart…and who caused me a remarkable amount of pain- now doesn’t yield any feelings, whatsoever.
I only share this as a ray of hope for anyone going through a heartbreak.
Turns out, someday…you really do get over it.
Good thing I actively try to keep negativity off of my blog…otherwise, I would have quite the rant for you!
Simon finished the bar exam! Please forgive me, but I am going to neglect my blogging duties this evening to go out and celebrate with my man!!!!!
I’m pretty much awesome at riding the Vespa now. So much so, I now ride wearing my 4 inch heels. My test is scheduled for the end of August. I probably won’t wear 4 inch heels to the test.
Thank you so much for all of your virtual affection over the past few days. You continuously make me feel so cared for and very loved.
I was genuinely overwhelmed by your responses to my anniversary post. Thank you for being part of not only today’s celebration…but for being part of my life.
When I started this blog, I was really just excited about finding a corner of the internet to call my own- I had no idea the real value of “Emphasis Added” would be the people…the friends I have made through it. Every “like,” “reblog” and “comment” brightens up my days and my nights are spent recounting the things I learned from you with the people in my off-line life.
I can’t express how much it means to me to be able to share my stories with you.
Yay for you!
Hers is what you need to do:
Create a short but insanely-awesome playlist on your ipod (maybe 5 songs) and all you have to do is run for the duration of that playlist…piece of cake. Seriously- anyone can find the time/energy/stamina to bust out a 15 minute run, right?!
Just get moving for 5 little songs.
Come on, all you have to do is run for 5 tiny songs.
Once you get over the hump…add songs to your playlist and high-five yourself as your mileage grows!
I am looking to start running again (I used to run in HS) but am having trouble deciding on how to get back into the swing of things. I know you run a lot, any tips/ advice? Thanks!
Tomorrow my husband sits for the Illinois Bar Exam. It is the day we have been looking forward to for three years and dreading for three months.
Tonight has been spent cooking, ironing, facebooking and quietly watching the cubs.
He is remarkably calm. I wish I could say the same for myself.
I got a phone call from one of my dude friends last night. He was out on the town and the following conversation took place:
Dude Friend: I like your shoes. Who makes them?
Dumb Girl: Christian Louboutin
Dude Friend: Those are not Louboutins. The soles aren’t red
Dumb Girl: Yes they are. These are the new ones…um, without red soles.
Dude Friend: No they are not.
Dumb Girl: Ohh, ooh…you are right. I guess these are not my Louboutins. Haha. I must have gotten them confused.
This exchange elicited both pride and rage from me! My thoughts:
1. I am so proud that I have taught my boys enough about shoes that they can spot a designer-shoe poser when they see one. And have the confidence to call her out.
2. There is no possible way to “confuse” Louboutins with any other shoes. I don’t like people that lie about their footwear. Period.
And I should warn you- I am kinda like Superwoman when it comes to this running stuff!
Happy Birthday to my favorite tumblr stylist! (This man has cost me thousands of virtual dollars with all of his great outfit suggestions! Remember this ensemble - oh, yeah…that was all Frankie!)
It’s Amazing- I wish you a wonderful year filled with incredible clothes (& shoes!), sweet Kanye jams and beautiful brunettes!
Thanks for brightening up my dashboard!
Any lawyers (spouses of lawyers? friends of lawyers?) out there have any suggestions on how to help my husb through the next 4 days?
Last night, the chocolate cake I brought home provided no solace, when asked how we was doing he said “torture would be more pleasant” and he just kept repeating: “I hate this. I hate this.” It is bad.
He is officially freaking out (despite the fact, I KNOW he is prepared)…and I don’t know what I can do for him.
Please help…is this prebar meltdown normal?
Do you have any advice for us?
And I will strive with things impossible.” —
Shakespeare, Julius Caesar (via caryrandolph)
I sort of feel like drinking away my husband’s Bar Exam study woes for him?
I realize this might not actually help matters, in the least…but I think it might help me cope with his few remaining days of torture.