bad photos

CONFESSION: You know all your darling holiday cards or those fancy family photos you post on Facebook? Yah? Well, they kind of make me want to jump off a bridge. Okay, fine. That’s sort of an exaggeration. Truly, all of you in your matching chambray work shirts, in front of that oak tree look lovely. Really. But I’m a little jealous. I want to look polished. I want to look together. I want to look (and feel) complete. I’m certainly not trying to sound all woe is me, (as I so often like to do), because I realize there’s been nothing stopping me from putting Jonah and I in matching get ups ...Read More
Facebook is my crack.  I know... I admit it…  I used to talk a lot of shit about friends (and husbands) who seemed overly obsessed with status updating, reconnecting with old friends (and flames) and playing silly games like Scrabbulous or throwing monkeys at each other (or some other ridiculous FB application).  But I get it!  I’m addicted too now.  I’ve got over 200 friends (Tyler Florence included) and I’m feeling pretty good about myself. I think I’m finally cool. 🙂 HOWEVER, one thing NOT so “cool” about me and Facebook: the photos that my so-called friends have decided to upload of me!  Sure, it’s fun to take a walk down ...Read More