Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Backfire!

So Charlie donned this shirt giggling about how much he would hurt me with it. When he walked in, though, we all gave him two enthusiastic thumbs up. Hurt Fail!


It's all kinds of right today: the shirt is a warm white base color with red, orange, and brown lines that are stitched on, adding a really great texture to an otherwise run-of-the-mill fabric. The shirt works because it's just the right shade of pale to make Charlie look tan-ish. For once, the undershirt is truly white instead of PMS Dingy—we should all gawk and enjoy because it will only last til the next laundry day. Bonus points for bringing in a whole pound of delicious get-us-through-the-day dark chocolate, too.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Tulip interlude

Spring has arrived! Enjoy.


Monday, March 22, 2010

Rage and sideburns, perhaps.

One day they'll feature me on Oxygen's Snapped! and this is the image they'll use:


Anyway, unrelated, Charlie has been contemplating sideburns. I'm leaning toward yes, only because it might make his XXXL cranium appear slightly less freakish. It couldn't hurt.

Friday, March 12, 2010

Friday! Food, Fashion, and Flowers

Le Food: Charlie's even-larger-than-usual appetite caused shockan'awe at our favorite sushi joint.


Le Fashion: Witness Johan's enthusiastic and inexplicable love for camo... 1960s British pattern field jacket and 1940s US Marine Corps pants--"reversible!"


Les Flowers: Birthday bouquet from hubby. Hearts!

Friday, March 5, 2010

Freaky Friday

With no exaggeration or embellishment whatsoever, this is what happened this morning: walking to the break room, Charlie turned and paused as he registered what I was wearing—looked me up and down, and laughed. Then I had to laugh, too, because l realized that's what happens to HIM almost every day! I'm Charlie today! Awesome.

I have been taking some grief over these boots, but I just say "suck it!" because I love them.


Charlie scores an enthusiastic 10 today. See? It really is Freaky Friday. Points for the right jeans with his gray zip sweater (lined in awesome stripes), perfect dusty blue t-shirt which brings out his pale blue eyes, and freshly-shaven face which almost makes him look handsome.


Syd received the same color memo as Charlie—it does happen a lot around here—all gray/white/blue. She's pouting because I described her outfit as perfectly matchy-matchy, which for once I didn't mean in a bad way, but still. Her clothes match the exact hues of her shoes, so she really has no defense.