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There does not seem to be an official protocol for taking selfies ...  however, I have a major recommendation. DO NOT stick out your tongue until you are finished chewing and swallowing. Very important. :D

There does not seem to be an official protocol for taking selfies …  however, I have a major recommendation. DO NOT stick out your tongue until you are finished chewing and swallowing. Very important. :D

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My family’s house has steep stairs, which I always take skipping over one. It’s faster, but unfortunately it is such a habit that when I’m somewhere else with shallow steps, doing one at a time (acting mature!), it causes me to trip. Sometimes so much that it makes me look like I have the coordination of a crab with an emu brain implant (I’m guessing that wouldn’t be excessively graceful). Yay…

The actual bookcase:

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I love my books!   :D

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In addition to personally partaking of a meal I brought over to give to them (not sure about the etiquette of that???), I observed Obadiah (who, according to my brother Ryan, was “three-teen   :D  ” before his birthday) swinging, uh, well, being in a toddler swing (one of these things ⬇︎ ) .

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Which brings me to a very disturbing question: Why on earth do those things have 4 leg holes? Even little kids have two legs, like the rest of us humans. Were they originally intended for small dogs instead of small children? Or perhaps it is a space-saving measure, stick your twins (if you don’t have any, you could borrow a neighbor’s kid of about the same size as your’s…) in it, one in each side. There is an obvious front and back, however, one of the kids would be in a better place. So toddler swings were either created by:

People who liked to torture small dogs (or other 4-legged creatures).

People who had twins, were partial to one, and showed it in their inventions.

Which do you think? (my poll creator isn’t working)  Or if perhaps you have a theory of your own, I’d love to hear it!

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In this comic I am riding my friend Jessica’s horse Spice with her (sort of. It could also have been called ‘Chant “I really hope I don’t fall off” over and over in head’ (but it was fun)).

That day I was given this very flattering portrait! ↯ Spitting image, huh? :)

Photo on 8-8-14 at 4.58 PM #2

Another (but more disturbing) thing I got was a paper airplane death threat reading “Deth at 6:00 be ther” ….

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