So.... I want to be one of those bloggers that has something interesting to post everyday....but I'm not. Maybe someday I will become that blogger but that is not today. I promise we will be more interesting people once this semester is over. I am craving the end of the semester, warmer days, and more free time.
This post has no one topic and these are all random thoughts...whatever.
I decided I need to be a better photographer of our lives. I was telling Colin that I don't take enough pictures and so he said he would be a model for me and made this face. Hott.
Have you seen this commercial yet? Or heard it on the radio? Love it.
Colin is getting quite sick of me singing this over and over.
There was a near kidnapping a few house down from us last week and the guy got arrested pretty much right by our house. Creepy right?!
Also, as we were driving to my parents house last Sunday we drove by a trailer park near our house. In the right turn lane someone had conveniently left an opened pocket knife just for us to run over. I'm sorry if this is rude but I'm convinced it was someone from that trailer park. I wanted to call the police and have them fingerprint it but Colin thought that was a little over dramatic. Luckily I knew how to change a tire and taught Colin how. Okay so maybe it was the other way around but anyways.
It's now official that we live in the ghetto.
I'm sitting in bed and there was just a really strange noise out my window. I'm scared now. Maybe I will make Colin go check what it was. After all this is the ghetto.
This post has no one topic and these are all random thoughts...whatever.
I decided I need to be a better photographer of our lives. I was telling Colin that I don't take enough pictures and so he said he would be a model for me and made this face. Hott.
Have you seen this commercial yet? Or heard it on the radio? Love it.
Colin is getting quite sick of me singing this over and over.
There was a near kidnapping a few house down from us last week and the guy got arrested pretty much right by our house. Creepy right?!
Also, as we were driving to my parents house last Sunday we drove by a trailer park near our house. In the right turn lane someone had conveniently left an opened pocket knife just for us to run over. I'm sorry if this is rude but I'm convinced it was someone from that trailer park. I wanted to call the police and have them fingerprint it but Colin thought that was a little over dramatic. Luckily I knew how to change a tire and taught Colin how. Okay so maybe it was the other way around but anyways.
It's now official that we live in the ghetto.
I'm sitting in bed and there was just a really strange noise out my window. I'm scared now. Maybe I will make Colin go check what it was. After all this is the ghetto.
3 comments:
Will you stop changing that freakin picture at the top of your blog!? Quit it. It's cute, k. leave it alone. Now, about the fact that you need to move somewhere safer....
LOVE YOUR PICS AT THE TOP! Make me one! Thanks. Oh and come move over by us. It is not as ghetto-ish but still slightly ghetto enough so it wouldn't be too much of a culture shock for you.
you would like that commercial. Ha :)
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