Here's a little cuteness to brighten the day:
Turn the beat around!
(Notice the nice little fading bruise above her left eye? She fell down a full flight of stairs the other day and right onto her little noggin. Poor little Evil Knievel. She was sportin' a pretty nice goose egg and bruise for a awhile.)
While Kenners was sportin' (did I just say sportin' twice? no, three times?) the 80s style hot pink, I painted my toenails (first time since last Sept.) and fingernails (first time in 8-9 years).
Man, I feel like a woman!
Or at least a little girly.
Speaking of, I need to
Like french braiding: I haven't a clue! I've tried.....a few times, and I stink at it, so I never kept trying and here I am in my mid twenties wondering how lame Kenadie will think I am when she asks her mom for a french braid and I can't do it!
What kind of a woman am I?
The kind that does psycho detox thingys, scuffs every one of her freshly-painted fingernails, and attempts to revive the 80's fashion through her daughter, apparently.
Poor, poor Kenners.
3 comments:
Oh Holly. I love you! You make me smile so so so far away! Can't wait to see you guys this summer.
(I will teach you how to french braid) :)
Thanks, Talia! I really, really need to learn!
I can't believe how BIG Kenadie looks in this picture. She's growing up. AHHH! Also, I can't French braid either. Maybe we can practice on each other. :)
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