Girlish Laughter


I haven’t posted anything in approximately 1 forever.

So I have been everywhere in most of California in the last few weeks.

It’s been amazing.

And well I can say one thing I don’t think I have laughed as much as I have in a very long time. And it’s so very good to laugh.

And my laughing accomplice you may ask???

My sister the second most giggly person in my family*

*No one can giggle as much as I can. I may actually be made of 93% giggles.

I hope everyone else out there has had at least one giggle today.

And if you haven’t watch this:

It made me giggle and swoon more than once.



What I did this weekend!

My sister got married this last Saturday and I have to tell you it was incredibly awesome. The weather cleared before her ceremony, the day went on without a hitch. We giggled in incredible amount. I caught one of those bouquets she threw.  So I guess that means I’m getting married. Someone should tell Jon Hamm as I choose him to marry in sound mind.

And of course, she looked amazing! And since she is not a fan of me posting pictures of her online (I am beginning to believe she is an international Jewel thief), I have decided to show this one of the back of her dress:

You can tell from the back of her dress how amazing she looked!

What I can share about what I have learned about weddings is that they are a lot of work, A LOT OF WORK! But when you love the couple it is more than incredibly worth it. I have never worked so much at a party ever, also I had a police escort to her room with the Dollar Dance moola. And I must give another thank you to Christine, who was a guest that didn’t mind to help me!

Thanks for helping me work my sister's wedding. And dancing to Pitbull with reckless abandon. Also for not getting lost with how many people at this wedding were named Christine...

I would like to share my rating of my sister’s wedding; 2 awesome thumbs up and 1 great winky face to my sister. I hope you are bonkers happy for all eternity!

Forever your girl,


P.S. Word to my brother, it was an honor to see you dance to “Sexy & I know it” has changed my life. And in the future will totally traumatize both of your children. Rock on Tony!

Stop! Hammer Time.

If this doodle doesn’t scream I grew up in the 1990s also I am weird, I don’t know what will:

Also here is a picture of my sister with MC Hammer (one of my dearest possessions)… he looks a lot less doodle-y here.

Yep, we’re all weird in my family.