so we like blue skies, riding bikes, and eating pizza

and I may never blog about anything else.

I did it.

After months of flat, hard bread and pizza dough, I did it (well, not really me, mon pack might have guided me through every step). I had to share my joy.

reunited...

Bret got home at midnight on Friday from being in Pittsburgh all week. We decided to have a San Francisco extravaganza to celebrate his triumphant return. The extravaganza included a couple of things like Mexican wrestling masks and dynamo donuts (which are NOT good, do not be deceived by their fancy logo or their high rating on the internet, they have flavors like "pistachio lemon", "spicy chocolate", and "orange vanilla glaze" all of which sounded interesting to us, however they were a disappointment and we will stick to our Lee's for high quality donuts).

We also walked through neighborhoods I had never been to, ate Mexican food after our disappointing donuts- please note the pic of Bret wrapping up our leftover donut in the Mexican restaurant because we of course couldnt throw it away, so I saved it in my purse, which reminds me, it's still in there.

We both also wore our horse attire, me in a horse dress, bret in a horse sweatshirt. I don't even know how we both have horse print clothing, but we should probably acquire more if we want to get weird. Actually the horse sweatshirt is a hand-me-down from Hudd, thank you hudd, that sweatshirt has brought joy into both of our lives.

It was 70 degrees and sunny

in January.


Although half disgusting, this little banana slug is kind of cute. We were tempted to bring him home, but after some deliberation we realized that our 900 square feet is already a little cramped with me, bret, and ted.

Because every adult needs pillow cases with their faces on them.

thanks nat.

there might have been a sale on Special K...

I might have bought 35 boxes of it, came home and made it into a fort.