my absolute favorite picture frame given to me from my grandma.

(sorry for the blinding white legs)

beautiful baby sister, Reidleeeeee.

because Reidlee is a midget, my friend Ellie had to lift her up while i stood in thorns barefoot. the constant yelling about "DO NOT LOOK LIKE YOU'RE IN PAIN REIDLEE! SNIFF the flower! SNIFF ITTT!" made Ellie and Reidlee do a little giggle and a tumble.

i am very surprised, but happy that the picture turned out.

i have ugly hands.

i have ugly hands. fat, purple sausages?! i believe that ladies hands should be beautiful. example: slender, pale, and HEALTHY looking. therefore, i am a man.

(and no, i am not talkin with a funny voice right now)

now, i can see that i have the most dreadful looking feet in the world, but i much rather tell a jeannie to give me beautiful hands than to give me beautiful feet.

jeannie, give me the following:

beautiful hands

a singing voice

non saggy knees.

. . . with maybe the exceptions of a endless amount of tousled silk ribbons, a mass of perfume, and a garden like truly scrumptious'? thankus.

last night, i had a dream, and i was a man whose pinky's were backwards.

it was one of those really rrreeeaaaalllll dreams.

and i dreamt about a mouse whose friend was a blueberry.

and i married a doctor.

? ? ?

OH MY. i have completely forgotten about PEPITO until i got the most cutest drawing from Bell (Bella Bonanno) in the mail.

Pepito lives next door to Madeline.

he is very naughty but Madeline influenced him to change his ways.

he might have a crush on MADELINE . . .

have i told you? . . .

. . . that my man man has to be like this.

oh, and he has to grate my cheese because i can't.

watch ballets

good hugs

and love Lola Sonner as much as i do

(Love Interests: Colonel Brandon, Pepito, Gilbert Blyth, Robin Hood * Disney version*, Arthur Clennam, Mr. Knightly, Joe Fox, Guy Patterson)

ma ligne de chance!

anna karina is who i want to be this spring/summer . . .

down stairs of the Bakersfield Ballet Theatre.

song: "they made frogs smoke 'til they exploded" by mum

forgive me, i don't know how to use this blog yet. it's confusing and there is very much tons of buttons (which i love though because i'm a "button pushin' cowboy".) give me a couple years, and i'll get the hang of it soon.

seven letter word-

GLOOPIN' . . .

that's my stomach.

taken at the height of a small toadstool.