I'm stil cool . . . er . . .right?

I was shopping at Trader Joes and a young twenty something store employee stopped me, "Mam", she said, (Mam?? is she really talking to me? mam??) "where did you get your cardigan?" (now that's more like it) "LOFT" I answer. And she stares blankly--"you know, Ann Taylor's LOFT?" Still blank. So I instruct her where to find a store, and move along. So I have found my niche-my choice of caridigan color-still cool, my choice of store to purchase it at--only cool to those of us "Mams".

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Friday, October 8, 2010

The bus

Remember the bus I told you about? My kids loved it. Thanks Mar--for the ride. See more pics HERE.

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Thirty Something

It's fun to be a thirty something when:

You have friends like these

That you stay out 'till 2 a.m. once a month with

Who happen to ALL be brunette

When one buys a bus

And you make a dance video inside it

(This is the inside)

For Reals

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Bunko Guns

I've posted about the raddest girls ever. Now we're the baddest girls ever. I didn't mean to rhyme. That's right--we went out to the river bottom and shot it up. I'm just saying.

Don't mess.

Pregnancy never stops us

Add a little femininity

I look mean don't I

I love my pleasant portrait face next to my bullet holes

This is us past midnight.