|Wearing # 2, 6, 20, 28 thrifted belt|
AGH! A new location in my backyard! The world is turning upside down! Cats and dogs living together! Mass hysteria!
Ah, that's better. Good old slanty tree back there. Also, the white trash neighbors were out in full force this afternoon. As near as I can figure, there are 2-4 Southern (they drawl) sisters (one might be a mom?) who like to call each other bad names and talk about Facebook drama. Someone was rather traumatically unfriended this week, from the sound of it. And one girl accused another of not being appropriately girly in her clothing choices. Yelling ensued.
And, for kicks, a shoe shot.
PS do any of you have Toms? How on earth do you keep those suckers clean? I really should have chosen a darker color because as soon as I THINK about wearing them outside they get dirt smudges. I keep an old toothbrush in my bathroom specifically for the scrubbing of the Toms. It's ironic, given the Toms image, that they are my most high maintenance shoes.
PPS Happy 20th birthday to my brother!! He's that handsome son of a gun on the right. He's currently serving a mission for our church in southern Mexico and eating a lot of tortillas and loving life. I miss him a lot.
And ya, he's kind of sitting on that other elder's lap. Boys are weird.