Discount Louboutins, Anyone?! →
50%, 60%, 70% off the red-soled gems?! Um, hello Outnet. Please check your google analytics…see that traffic spike…yeah, that is me obsessively checking your selection trying to justify the purchase of more Loubies. (Thank you Frankie for sharing this link)
The good news is we are officially moved into our new office building! The bad news is that I cannot actually occupy my new office, quite yet. I arrived at work this morning ready for the world domination that comes along with an office of your own, only to find my boss (with his oversized desk and regiment of stuffed leather chairs) had claimed my space. You see, the partners’ offices...
Thank you, Thank you
Aww, thank you! It’s true though…I really love “FY Chicago!” If you are a fellow chicagophile, you need to read this blog. fuckkyeahchicago: Hi there Fuck Yeah Chicago, I just wanted to say thank you so much for reblogging a couple of my chi-town posts today! I am madly in love with our sweet home town, and I think your blog does a remarkable job celebrating it. FYC is...
Runners and readers, My previous two long runs (15 & 16 milers) have been pretty tough. Sure I finished them (and yes, I busted out some post-run smack-talk), but truthfully I have been disappointed in myself and the lack of progress I have been making this training season. Chalk it up to the injuries I have been battling or the schedule I have been balancing…but whatever the reason,...
I carry your heart with me - E.E. Cummings
chicklit: i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling) i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is...
I am sad about DJ AM
I was at My House in LA a couple of months ago and DJ AM was spinning. It was unarguably the best night of music I have ever heard at a club. He was pretty great. Man…
Today… I packed shoved the contents of my cubicle into bright orange packing bins and tagged all of my oversized professional-possessions with a name/location label in preparation for our big office move! I made a dunkin donuts run with an awesome coworker and returned with a large coffee (for me) and a box of munchkins (not for me). I got to leave the office at noon! Once the swat team...
I laid in bed last night and went to town on pretzels & peanut butter. To add insult to caloric-injury…I got the crumbs all over our bed. (Inspired by: tupelohoney)
Brunette Kim Kardashian > Blond Kim Kardashian
A minor miracle
A play in I (very short) act Scene: Simon and Emily are getting ready to go out dinner with some friends. She is running a little late and is trying to put on make-up while drying her hair in order to expedite the primping-process. Simon keeps glancing from his watch to his wife, effectively expressing his irritation over their impending tardiness. Simon: Babe, are you almost ready….? ...
Oh, I clearly forgot to mention… they totally are magic shoes! breakfastatmarissas: Currently sitting in nutrition class (tumblr on the BlackBerry is great) thinking to myself ‘damn these new Marc Jacobs on my feet magically make me smarter’. The kids around me wearing their gym shoes and god awful crocs have nothing on me, my brain, or my kicks.
Runner's high can become a real addiction. To this... →
You make me happy when skies are gray!– a text from my husb on this dreary dreary wednesday morning
CR: If [your girlfriend] asked you what she rates on a scale of one to ten, what would you tell her?
ZL: Eleven. Or a million.
CR: Exactly. Now inside you might think, "Hmm, in all honesty, eight." But you don't tell her she's an eight. You tell her what she wants to hear.
ZL: No, I really think of her as a million.
CR: Oh shit.