Since we were cooped up in the house all day, I took some random photos to entertain me. Because the epitome of my day was sorting socks. Your all oozing with jealousy I know.
Why do I feel compelled to show you my junk drawer? (I seriously just typed drunk drawer...I certainly have a drawer full of that too) I figure if I can share with you my crazy 14 year old self, than I should have no problems showing you my junk. This drawer has haunted me since the minute I moved in and unpacked boxes. I'm not proud to admit that the junk drawer started that very instant we moved in, but it did.
Funny thing about this drawer. You see Marty the zebra? Did any one else get this zebra at Micky D's? Do you know what this zebra says every single time I open this drawer? "Holla at your boys, you guys are crazy!" It's like this zebra has revealed the true meaning of my life and he has to tell me every single time I open the drawer.
This would be my loaf of french bread that I got at
We're hangin on for dear life over here, how about ya'll?