
Dot the Tot enjoys watching flakes of dandruff flutter to the ground - in lieu of actual snow.


Beans doesn't have a playmate because le hub and I don't have the time to care for another pup. But this lil' guy (who belongs to interior designers Lindsay and Fitzhugh as featured on The Selby) is pretty darn cute and makes me want to put an end to Beans' only-child status. Hmm, this unnamed pup looks like a barker though. Meh. Beans, I think I'm just going to continue to save all my love for you. *SNIFF* (I just sniffed Beans. Mmm... Fritos.)



My crazy, but ultimately loving family. Yep, that's my dad. I'm a spitting image :) Here we are at my wedding enjoying our father-daughter dance to "You're Nobody Til Somebody Loves You"...
My dog, Beans. I love my furry son so much, it really does hurt. To love so intensely, that is.
My cub. Words can't describe how lucky I am to have found such a kind, patient and funny partner-in-crime. Oh wait. Using words to describe how lucky I am. That's what I'm doing now, huh? D'oh.


Wrapping gifts with fashion magazines. Awesome. Topping the gifts off with polaroids of Beans? Sawesome! (Sawesome = So Awesome. From the creative vocabulary of one Lil' Miss Sherman.)







couple o crabs from Jeffrey Fletcher on Vimeo.
Me, Alexis, and Napoleon crabbing. Thank you, Jeff (the dude I Fatboothed), for filming our monumental act.





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