I've been rummaging through my closet, trying to find something green to adorn my boring work ensemble for St. Patty's Day tomorrow. So far, I've only come up with a green cardigan and perhaps some rainbow ribbon for a (somewhat obnoxious, in a good way) hair bow.
As grandmothers have a way of leaving behind the most amazing jewelry collections, so did my dear boy's. This is an heirloom of hers that he gave to me and that I wear often, especially this week:
As grandmothers have a way of leaving behind the most amazing jewelry collections, so did my dear boy's. This is an heirloom of hers that he gave to me and that I wear often, especially this week:
I was feeling rather green today and in light of being Irish, here's a random collection of green things found around my humble apartment:
The green chair, with her perfectly button-tufted back
and nearly flawless exterior. She made my heart skip a beat
at a Salvation Army outside of Detroit, Michigan.
and nearly flawless exterior. She made my heart skip a beat
at a Salvation Army outside of Detroit, Michigan.
Fridge art that my best friend created and sent
via snailmail. She's an artist and she doesn't
even know it.
A cup of Joe, but Joe and I are not friends - don't let him
fool you. I enjoy his company for the sole purpose of staying awake.
No amount of sugar or milk will change my mind, either.
And, here I am, PMOT - Putting myself out there
as Jenny over @ Everyday is a Holiday puts it!
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