How To Be Alone

I found this creative and lovely little poem on my pretty friend Zaida's blog.
And I stole it.
Cause I just love it.



I haven't always loved lonely.... only since I moved back home have I discovered the peace and serenity that one can feel when no one else is there.

raspy.

I'm kind of obsessed with LISSIE today...
well...minus the facials.
I have had "Everywhere I Go" on repeat all day long.

And well... I love Lady Gaga covers. So this of course made me smile.

This makes me feel a lot less lame...

For dinner tonight, I'm going to have a box of these:

Mashed up with a carton of this:

And I think I will curl up on the couch with my cuddle-snug Ruby Tuesday and watch this:

and then this:

I'm fine. I'm fine.

The blues.

My weekend is off to a terrible start... and it's only Thursday!
Tomorrow, I'm road-tripping over to Las Vegas with a group of girls to attend Nolan & Emily's wedding. This trip has been planned for about 6 months... so how could anything possibly go wrong, right? Wrong.
For starters, I've spent the last two weeks starving myself so that people wouldn't vomit at the site of me in a bathing suit... then today-- the day before I leave-- I thought, "To heck with it... grocery store deli cheese sticks? Yes please. How many? All of them."
THEN, I was looking at my bank account online- just to see what I was working with- and realized I didn't receive my direct deposit that I should have received 2 days ago.
THEN, I tried on the dress I am borrowing FROM Emily to wear at her wedding-- and was reminded that I have the boobies of a stinking 12 year old.
FLIP!

Well... if all else fails (which it probably will) I am at least happy to see my friends getting married. Nolan and Emily are PERFECT for each other and I love them both so much. Hooray!

Avett Brothers

A friend of mine, Dave Brewer, introduced me to the Avett Brothers over a year ago... but it was only today that I realized what a sight for sore eyes this dandy duo is. I call the one with short hair and scruff.

shedding

AHH! I'm losing all my hair! Seriously, at this rate-- I will be bald LONG before I get to the point of husband hunting.
Mum, with out this hair treatment, I will go bald. And whatever chance you had of having grandbabies (from me) will be lost-- because nobody will want to marry a bald Molly. So go here: Stylebell.com and save your grandbabies!

motherhood.

At a very young age I began to worry about what kind of a mother I would grow up to be. I remember my own mum spending all of her time (and money) at Dillards in MY department. Whatever time she DID spend in her department was absolute torture on me. That's when I started to wonder if I could ever possibly master the art of motherhood-- and actually enjoy spending my therapeutic mall time, as well as my hard earned money, on someone besides myself. It seemed doubtful, even when my mum assured me that there was a time in her life when nothing brought her more joy than indulging herself with a pricey pair of shoes.

Fortunately, (and to my surprise) I've discovered before even having a child of my own, that I will do just fine learning to spoil someone besides myself. How do I know this you ask?
One word.
Ruby.I can't seem to help it. It's the same out-of-control feeling I used to get as I walked through Nordstrom. Gourmet dog treats, vitamins, expensive shampoo, chew toys, and hair accessories have taken over my debit card. For crying out loud, I've even purchased an ottoman so that Ruby can climb on my bed with out straining herself. From her overpriced dog tag that I got on Etsy (Hello, it has a cute little 'ruby' charm), to filet mignon dog treats, Ruby Tuesday is living the life.
And I am broke.
BUT so relieved to know I'm not going to grow up that horrible, heartless mother I've always feared I'd become.

Hi it's Madi and this is my Baby! :)

My baby is now the size of a fig. I don't believe i've ever eaten a fig before, so this might be a good time to try one.

Will and I are both very excited!

I've had morning sickness 5 times, and nauseous everyday. But it will all be worth it! I know 11 weeks is a little pre-mature to be telling everyone! but my mother can't keep her mouth shut either way so we decided to just let it be...

I feel bigger, but no weight gain yet.. In your face molls! Anyways we are very excited, and I know molly is excited too.

Love,
Madison