temporary tattoos

i got a temporary tattoo from singles ward. it's pretty awesome.
i would like to meet the guy who first decided that tattoos are cool.
i wonder what design he got.
probably some sort of bear or other wild animal attack mark.
probably the story of his tattoo is he lied and said he got in a fight with a shark and then scribbled on himself permanently to make it more believable.
he probably did it for a girl, or more food.
he probably put it on his forearm because that seems to be the universal sign for tattoo.
it's actually where i put mine.
however mine in no way could be used to make a cool story more awesome, unless that story included fairies or something.
temporary tattoos rock my world.

do yourself a favor.

listen to mumford and sons.
and then when i sing them all the time, you'll know what i'm talking about.
it might change your life.

we have no parents

we sleep in their bed because we play nancy drew until past midnight.

our house has gone to the dogs and the singing people.

we eat at weird hours due to the weird sleeping patterns. 

and it would appear i have a bald spot. 

life is good. 

we be bean museum kinda people

fhe baby. bringing fun to the singles ward. 

i'm a pilgram, i'm a stranger.

good news kids.
singles ward is awkward.
it's like that awkward time when you're just leaving primary to go into young womens, except i had no one to tell me that it's not awesome for a beehive to sit in the laurels section.
and the couples.
and the quiet.
and the fact that i'm in relief society.
and i can choose my own sunday school class.
and trying to find that perfect time of not being too on time, but not being too late.
it's a fright.
have a nice sunday.

so much time to blog stalk

here's the deal.
i roughed it in the wilderness and came home ready to blog stalk.
and no one had posted since i had left.
so i resorted to blog stalking myself.
pathetic.

so much to be thankful for

what else is there to say? 

but this morning i'm ok

my quilt is finished.