I’m from the province. My town is the type that you can explore on foot in a couple of hours. We are not talking about a joyful exploration, though, because really, there is nothing to see here.
Don’t get me started on the things people here consider strange.
I had planned on wearing this gifted floral dress for today’s wedding but I’ll have to go with the second look.
I want to avoid unnecessary looks. Also, the second outfit is more forgiving on the tummy area. The wedding will most likely be followed by a reunion with high school classmates where we will be playing catch up over food so yeah, we don’t want a fitting dress.
Meream is currently out of town (her hometown. A place so remote, Google Earth doesn’t even bother to take good photos of it) and stuck there for a couple of days. She went there expecting she’d stay connected to the internet, as her parents promised, and be able to continue her work and monitor her blog.
What she didn’t know is that her parents still used dial-up internet access. LULZ.
She’s bored and cranky, alright. And she has no idea I hacked into her blog to post this.
I made a quick drawing for you, babe. I hope this cheers you up a bit.
- The boyfriend.
New printer + dingbats obsession + surplus of school supplies* = DIY calendar.
In all seriousness, though, I had to make this because calendar freebies from stores are fugly. Yes, they are. Most people (in my country, anyway) think that function precedes form when it comes to calendars. Can’t they see that a calender can add beauty to a home? Or that a calendar that bears the name of a hardware store/laundry shop/construction company is just bleurgh**?
I am kidding. Er…half-kidding.
**not a word but it should be