What She Wore: faded Levis; grey t-shirt; tennis shoes; Tulane sweatshirt. I borrowed the sweatshirt from my dad and I got more crap for that thing--got to get one of my LSU ones out of a box quick!
Well, I'm in box heaven now. It took the movers four hours. The police ended up blocking off the street since I live on one of the busy streets in my small town. I'm like a movie star or something--gotta have a police escort to move in!
I've got about five thousand ideas for sprucing up the place, but I'm going to have to get some focus--which project do I want to do first? The budget is tight since I'm not earning any money right now, so I've got to think smart. What to do first?
I know some people have asked for pictures and as soon as I get a new battery for my camera I'll put some up. Sorry I'm writing so little these days--this blogging every day thing is tough when you're moving.
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About Me
- Katy
- Deep South Looziana, United States
- A suburban princess turned public school teacher turned stay-at-home mom. I love shopping, celebrity gossip, teen movies and other things that I should probably be more ashamed of. I love pretending I'm cool while listening to cheesy music in my car--don't take that away from me. It so doesn't matter than I have a Taurus with a car seat in the back. I love eating, drinking, and laughing with friends. I love art, but I have to paint at night while my family is sleeping. My husband is an NPR-listening, Libertarian engineer who keeps me grounded. My son is a smiling, laughing, palsied, hydrocephalic angel. Normal babies just aren't this wonderful. My husband calls me the Bird, hence the name of this blog. This is just my life on a page--food, babies, daily drama, decorating, and the like. Welcome.