FRIDAY.

FRIDAY.

It’s no piñata full of nippers….

It’s no piΓ±ata full of nippers….

To the person who cooked fish in the microwave at work:

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Let’s go back to bed.

Let’s go back to bed.

Monday Lessons:

1. Don’t leave pens uncapped. 
2. Sit up straight and stop leaning on your desk. 
3. Tide pens don’t work on ink. 
4. Trust the receptionist who tells you that dousing your new sweater in hairspray will work magic. 
5. Keep an extra sweater at work.

Monday Lessons:

1. Don’t leave pens uncapped.
2. Sit up straight and stop leaning on your desk.
3. Tide pens don’t work on ink.
4. Trust the receptionist who tells you that dousing your new sweater in hairspray will work magic.
5. Keep an extra sweater at work.

I’ve still got it, guys.

I’ve still got it, guys.

Bad hair day

(for Max)

There have been others. But today is the worst one yet. Groomers apparently don’t understand what to do with a dog-bear. We have been to more than one groomer and given lots of instructions. No one understands (or maybe they do and don’t care). So this time we found & printed (in color!) a photo of what we wanted Max to look like when he was done. Things happened (like Chris forgot to bring the photo when he dropped Max off) (and it probably wouldn’t have made a big difference anyways) and now we have a four legged sheared animal at home that doesn’t really look very much like the pig-nose teddy bear that we dropped off. I can’t bring myself to show you just yet.

This photo means nothing to people who live in Philly (or other Wawa territory) or who have never been to a Wawa (shame on you). 

This week has been a hot mess, work-wise. After two very exhausting and long one-day trips involving planes and rental cars and confusion and being on the road, I saw this at the end of my drive through a torrential downpour back to the airport. It was like a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow.

This photo means nothing to people who live in Philly (or other Wawa territory) or who have never been to a Wawa (shame on you).

This week has been a hot mess, work-wise. After two very exhausting and long one-day trips involving planes and rental cars and confusion and being on the road, I saw this at the end of my drive through a torrential downpour back to the airport. It was like a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow.

banji-realness:

Relationship goals