for my one day. some day.

"May God bless and keep you always
May your wishes all come true
May you always do for others
And let others do for you
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young."

i love kids. 

i {really} [really] do. 

and when the time comes for me to have my very own little nugget.

he....

or she..... ( i can live with either )

there is no doubt that bob dylan i will sing express to them the words from the song forever young.

"May you grow up to be righteous
May you grow up to be true
May you always know the truth
And see the lights surrounding you
May you always be courageous
Stand upright and be strong
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young.

May your hands always be busy
May your feet always be swift
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift
May your heart always be joyful
And may your song always be sung
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young."

my home's in alabama.

this girl (me, me) loves some "football food".
especially when the cook is as spectacular as the one who just cooked for me.

for my home state- 
LETS DO IT.
Hard. 


and for all of my friends being {more than} fancy in new orleans tonight- 

BE SAFE. 

yet do not be afraid to celebrate so wonderfully that you
(or the friend whom happens to be standing the closest to your side at the time)
misjudge the location of the bar stool you are aiming your booty towards.

because it is more than a fact that the floors on bourbon street always feel the love of an alabama behind when they hit so hard gracefully....

game face.
is on.

and if i was sitting in a [football themed] steven tyler chair tonight....
i would certainly have no problem sending THIS little football player straight to hollywood.

:

to the big brother:
i owe a {simple} little love filled birthday shout-out.
only a few days {fashionably} late, but of course.
i hope you are smiling right now, where ever it may be that you are watching the game.

love,

m

my life lately [ in a few pictures, anyway]

 

tomorrow. 

[maybe]

i will have some words.

but for tonight i will kick my heels up after a long, long day and leave it at just that.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

twelve seems to be fancy so far. 

love,

m

ohhhhh, hi!
i hope everyone has a merry little (big) christmas.

i still have some presents to buy make. and wrap.
no worries, i work extremely well under pressure.
there is a funfetti cake to be made (of course, in the shape of a christmas tree) and decorated in all the fancy sparkly toppings to basically just look pretty. i originally wanted to make a gingerbread house mansion but wiggled my idea on over to making a funfetti christmas tree cake and dec.it.out.like.woah. and then obviously, ohh and ahh over it. and i may or may not be solely doing this for looks.


YOU GUYS! santa is coming!
TONIGHT!

i believe in santa. one hundred and ten percent.
in fact, i am sitting right next to santa now. as he flips conversation back and forth from football to music.... he somehow makes the entire room light up with a glow of all things christmas.
and mrs. clause.... shes up to something. perhaps shes still wrapping up a few more gifts? whatever it is she has not sat down since she walked in the door.
are you able to hang out with santa tonight? or mrs. clause?
regardless of what you are doing and who you are hanging out with i hope it is BRIGHT. and jolly. MERRY. and warm with the ones you love.

love,
m

tomorrow is my daddy's birthday. 

and i could talk about him for.days.and.days.

instead i will keep it simple and share a few pictures. 

daddy, i hope you have a special birthday.

because you are sure special to me.

love,

me

NFGD

november 17th  is national "no frown get down" day.

job well done just for waking up and making it out into the world.

free smiles and thumbs-up for everyone.

this was declared last night by tiffany and mallory. via text.
so here i am to make it official.
hello, world. celebrate this new holiday why dontcha?

love,
m + tq

file under notes to self:

1.there will never be enough hours in the day to complete all that you wish to.  and that is okay. because making a [long] daily to-do list is therapeutic. check marks or not. so breathe. (and repeat)

2.paint your nails more often. it only makes you feel a million times better. somehow.

3.you know all those coke products you drink? well how about entering your mycokerewards and ordering some new magazines. because almost all of your mags you get now are coming to an end.

4.never say never when referring to your long drawn out search for the perfect pair of vintage red cowgirl boots.  your day is coming, girl. just hang in there.

5.organizing your brain [while in the shower] with some decor thoughts for the holidays always seems more legit.

6.write another song.

7.refurnish a piece of furniture that you love and actually keep it for yourself.

8.exercise and h2o. push yourself.

9.pray. always.

10.snap snap on starting your new years resolution list. make the length long and the statements loud.

tell the truth tuesday.

how in the world do i have five vacuum cleaners in my possession at the moment?

holy moly.
i seriously....
just realized....
that i am the owner....
of five vacuum cleaners.

i'm not going to lie.
i am extremely disturbed about this whole situation.


lets see....


vacuum number one- short fat little nugget thingy that stayed in the storage too long and rode equipped with a dead grandaddy long leg. (hello, no thanks. i will forever pass on using you again)

vacuum number two- i just have one question for you.... what ever made you smoke more than my homecoming pep-rally bonfire when all i asked of you was to gently suck up the junk hanging around mine and ziggy's feet?

vacuum number three- i have never in my life been around something as smelly as you when you run. umm, yeah.

vacuum number four- your vintage look keeps you around. and the thought of your belly popping out all full when i turn you on.... ahh! not to mention the groovy flowers that cover your bag.
vacuum number five- red. hot. mama. you sassy thing you, suck! in such a bad arse way. keep it up.

quick, i need a ninja!

here lately...

i have been [practically] begging my body to be responsible.

my ddp's have been the killer of it all.

what can i say.... i drink like a fish.

okay, fine.

i should be honest.

completely.

and not leave it with all the blame on solely diet dr peppers.

if there are any "bad guys" in my area that would like a mission....

i will gladly give them one.

destroy that damn chinaman food drive-thru that just so happens to be semi decent, yet very scary but so flippin' convenient....

some days i can't get those terrible calories out of my stomach thoughts out of my brain.

now. snap! snap!

love,

m

today i am: a professional to-do list maker.

last week a lady asked the sister and i to make more of our frames with the pictures of vintage campers in them because she and a group of her camping friends would definitely buy them for their campers. 

hmmm....

i say..... instead....

marley and i work out a deal for them to just take us camping with them.... 

for the rest of the month. 

i highly doubt a hippie like vacation in the woods would treat us unkindly. 

love,

m