Permission to be willing to stand in line for 2 hours to get the iPhone 5
It's here.  I'm willing.  I'm going today.  This has been the longest coming phone in life.  Would you just get it and shut up about it already?!  Today, Peeps, today.

Permission to wonder where in the H-e-double hockey sticks these bug bites are coming from
On my legs, on my legs...well mostly just one my legs but they're annoyballs.

Sidenote: I always try to find pictures for my blog so I started googling, "Bug Bites."  Seriously?  Why did I do that?  Disgust.

Permission to think my dad is so cute in his new Jeep
After driving the Hewlett Packard issued Ford Tauruses for about 20 years I think he deserves to choose his own car.  He's as excited as a 16 year old in his new ride.  Good job Dad.  If I could have I would have bought it for you.

I forgot to take a picture of him in it :(

Permission to want this tattoo so bad
I want it on the other side of my foot but I'm too scared because:
1.  It will hurt right on the bone
2.  I don't have any tattoos
3.  Will it be ok to have that if I'm trying to be a principal someday?
4.  My feet are not pretty but I can't think of another place I want it.




Permission to really love my house
It's pretty small but I love it.  It's so homey...which is good because it my home(y) Homie.  Oh, I kill myself.  I'm embarrassed for you Katie.  I'm hilar.  Anyway, now that I finally have pictures on the wall...3 years later, I'm so content here.

Permission to judge people who don't get my Breakfast Club references. 


Permission to hate vertical blinds
Oh I already said that?  I still hate them.

Permission to think I have the BEST bosses
I don't know why I always get so lucky.  I came from a boss who was an amazing Jedi TO a boss who is just as fabulous.  I always learn so much.  High five to my great, great bosses past and present!

Permission to think this is beautiful and looks like a ridiculous waste of time all at once
Those are layers and layers of icing in that honeycomb pattern.  Wow.