McGrillz!

This one was, by far, my favorite look from afternoon tea.

Louise

She put the TIT in my inner artit. Madame, you will be missed.

Tea Party

Domesticated III

Today, I ended up babysitting Kennedy because she wouldn't stop crying with my mother. It seemed, between the two of us, that it was I who could calm her down. I held her and made her go to sleep. It's a nice feeling. An accomplishing feeling. But I think I'd kill myself if I did it everyday. Seriously, I don't know how mothers do it.

Chilldrunhood

The other day I was at Lupin's, who, by the way, makes the best Masala Spice Tea this side of town, for Tiramisu and stumbled upon their garden. I was suddenly slapped with simple childhood memories that I was quite fortunate to have. They had a ton of vegetables and I was able to identify them like Farmer John's business!

Chili

Cilantro

Tomato

Egg Plant

Bitter Gourd

Calabasa

Mint

And this, I learned, is some kind of wild Indian Spinach

Food and Stuff

Some kind of Pizza






Some kind of Omelet

Móðir

Dear Mother,

Thank you for birthing me through your vagina.

Your Esoteric Dottir,
Aceline


Ps...

Did I ever tell you, you look like Bjork?

The Quest for Sandwich

Today I had a somewhat productive day. I actually went grocery shopping, while doing 10 years worth of laundry, just to make something for dinner.

Fry the breast on virgin

"Would you like to see my baguette?" Said the French Man

It's not Swiss, but it is Italian

Pestoparsleytapenade

The CPT Baguette

Super fresh and it aint pressed (I dislike the word aint)

It was bomb.com. ...well I think it could be better, but I just don't know what else to put in it. So I guess it was bomb.net???

Did I mention I was browsing the NHL roster... specifically the Kings...for entertainment!?

Mass Produced

I think it is so weird having posters made by you, plastered all over the place and printed in different sizes. One is even taller than me.

Reminder

On Thursday, July 1, 2010 at 6:00 PM.

Print.
Paper.
Xacto letters.


Bricks.
Make people stack Bricks.
Scrub brush on Bricks.