I Wanna Dance With Somebody

yep.

ben rector.

yep.

3am T-Bones

friday night.

the best kind of friends.

lots of wine.

sing-a-longs.

3am t-bones.

sleepover... obviously.

this weekend?  fat camp.

The Megan James Family

my annoyingly gorgeous, unbelievably thoughtful, overly generous, gigantic hearted, super talented, good hair rocking, oversized sweater wearing friend, meesa, gave me the sweetest gift this weekend:  cards for the babies.  their very first cards, in fact.  

what's the deal with these babies i keep talking about, you ask?  well i STILL can't write about them here and it's driving me crazy.  so until i can actually talk about them i will continue to keep writing about them without really writing about them.  it's cheaper than therapy.  deal with it.

we had a big weekend, those babies and me.

and i'm talking BIG weekend.

like bigger than dinosaurs big.

bigger than country music award show hair big.

big.

until i can share i leave you with their first cards... thank you, mees.  

g&g are going to adore their auntie suss.

I Pick You

happy valentine's day.

love, gerald and geraldine

(i'm still not allowed to share details on these two perfect little nuggets... but i will as soon as i can!)

Jameson

remember when I told you that my friends and I started a band?  well we did.  and I think it's my soulmate.

we wrote and recorded the whole project in a weekend.  our first show is this tuesday.  we had a photoshoot with the amazing melissa schipper.  it's happening and all signs point to legit.

these kids are some of my best friends and are, without a doubt, the most talented people that i know.  even if they weren't i'd stay in the band for the group text messaging chains alone.  humor is not something we have a sense of in this band... it's our first language.

ladies and gentlemen... jameson.