Gage

So it happened again. Gage got another year older. Another year of the confusing, maddening, exciting, terrifying teenage years has come to an end. Will 16 be better or worse? Less mood swings or more? Less hilarity or more? Less fear every time he leaves the house or more? (I already know the answer to that one.)

I love the person he's been and the person he's turning out to be.

New Obsessions

So these are my new obsessions.

Alexia Hashed Browned Potatoes and Poached Eggs (so incredibly good)

Knit Mini Skirts and Dresses from H&M (super comfy and inexpensive)

Pedicures and Sandals (bright red nails and gladiator sandals)

Clinique Long Last Glosswear "Air Kiss" (not too sticky)

Ranch Sunflower Seeds (um...it's baseball season)

Burned Belly

So it's finally really Spring. The first thing I do in the Spring is lay out for a few days straight so that I don't look like a ghost anymore. Mission accomplished. Now I look like a Twizzler. I burned everything that the light saw.

The light has not seen my belly in years so until now it has stayed pasty white. Now...not so much. It is burned to a crisp.

And I like it.