The other day I pulled up GarageBand and recorded myself singing 2 songs.  Yeah I did that.
My birthday is in 17 days in case you were wondering.  Me, Hitler, Columbine, National pot smoking time or police code or whatever it is.  Yes, it is an important day.


I can't stand it when I hear people talk baby talk.  I talk baby talk to my dog every single day.


It really irks me when parents don't give their kids chores.  I don't know why but it does.  Maybe because I started doing the dishes as soon as I could reach the sink (which was actually later than you would think)


I believe true friends do this:



I make a To Do list 364 days a year.  Once a year I just get lazy.


I once spent $47 on Post-its and I didn't make anything cool like this with them.  I probably used them for To Do lists.



Sometimes I wanna punch Pinterest in the face for making me feel like I have to have beautiful placecards labeling the beans, rices, and tortillas at my Taco Bar AND make painted plaques for my house AND roll balloons in yarn for decoration AND spray paint a dollar bill with Tooth Fairy glitter when I have kids




Yep, that's happening


I wish someone would sew Ryan Lochte's lips shut for the rest of his life and just place in a swimsuit for appearances.


I think I'm going to do this 30 Day blogging challenge because sometimes I don't know what to write and I'm ready to jump back on the bloggy blog train.


Any requests for what I should write about???


I have a crazy fear that I'll post of Pinterest picture I've alreayd posted in a blog before.

As I was perusing some of my favorite blogs and wondering why they hadn't posted in a while, I thought, perhaps, I should post...because what if by some crazy stretch of my imagination someone was thinking that about my blog. Or...what if you're thinking, "Seriously, Katie, WTF? We've had enough of your blog-pushing ways for one night."

Eh, eff it. I'll post anyway. You clicked. You're here. You're reading.

I'm copying someone elses (What the hell...why can't I get that line to go away. Is "elses" not a word? It's not a word, is it?) idea.

Here are the things I'm loving this week:
My New Pill Box
Yeah, you read that right. My new pill box. It's hot pink and it has three compartments. You should have seen how excited my friend and I were at The Container Store. The 87 year-olds trapped inside us were thrilled about the pill boxes.


So, now my pills don't get mixed up. Allergy pills, Ibuprofen, and Midol. Check, check, and check. It fits in my purse perfectly and I can't wait until someone I know says, "Geez, I really have _____________ (bad allergies, a headache, a broken femur, a skinned knee, cramps, appendicitis) Ok, I can't help for all of those things, but someday, maybe and I'll be able to say it all started with my pink pill box. Best ninety-nine cents I ever spent.


The People at Dutch Bros

I don't know if they have to take a class in awesomeness but sometimes I go there just to feel like I have more friends than I actually do. They are so genuine and fun and happy and they make me feel like I'm their BFF. Do you think it would be weird to see if they wanted to come to a slumber party at my house and play Girl Talk and, maybe, go teepeeing later?


Flag Post-its

I'm back in school and they are ah-mazing. I flag places in my book. I write notes on the edge. Sometimes I just get them out to look at the fun and complimenting colors of them. Organization + Aesthetically Pleasing to the Eye = A Happy Me!


My Lavender Sleep Pillow Spray

Ahhh, I'm drifting off in to dreamland just thinking of it.