number seventy-one: being a passenger.

Don't drive this New Year's! Happy eve of 2008, everyone!

what you love, number 7: your daughter and gugelhupf.

This photo comes from Glenn! He explained that gugelhupf is a German brand of bundt cake. Looks delicious! It seems his daughter had dibs on the best piece. Nice.

number seventy: being a jerk to friends who abstain from using grammar or actual words when they text message me.

what you love, number 6: perfect moments in time caught unexpectedly on film.

This intimate capture comes from Tonya (featured in the shot) and was taken by her friend, Joe!

what you love, number 5: your bird doing aerobics.

This magnificent bendy bird belongs to Ariel! Thanks for the awesome photo, Ariel. I feel like the bird is sharing a joke with me or something. She (he?) has such friendly eyes.

number sixty-nine: skiing.

I rediscovered skiing today - it was amazing. In the future I won't go with my mother: every male in snowpants hit on her. Turns out her one-piece snowsuit from 1989 is chic again and I'm the sucker still trying to sport all my christmas gifts at once.

welcome!

I'd like to say hi to all those who are visiting from butternutsquash! Those fine fellows over there were too kind to link to me and I'm already so grateful for all your wonderful comments!

I am way too excited to receive your photos (if you feel inclined to send any)! Show me what you love!

number sixty-eight: dates.

Yep.

number sixty-seven: when hurricane britt hits a gingerbread house.

This is the last holiday-related post, I swear. The demise of the g-house brings all my festive-ness to an end.

number sixty-six: attempting to enjoy all my christmas gifts at the same time.

Great haul!

number sixty-five: christmas.

This is, hands down, the best christmas decorating job I have seen this season. I suppose Mrs. Clause's lunch box makes sense: She's packing Santa's lunch for his long journey. But, what is she doing with the ski pole? I think we are witnessing the moments before she clubs him with it. I would, too. The guy works one day a year!

number sixty-four: carol's tree.

what you love, number 4: guitar hero.

Photo by Rob
Lucky bastard.

number sixty-three: holiday tomfoolery.

number sixty-two: boobs.

number sixty-one: my mother.

number sixty: sweet-natured dogs.

number fifty-nine: travelling with kristi.

So I already had "travelling" and I hadn't even remembered! I am officially holiday flustered! So, I'm fudging a bit here by being more specific. Happy holidays!

number fifty-eight: deciphering graffiti.

number fifty-seven: holiday windows.

number fifty-six: san francisco.

number fifty-five: fire escapes.

number fifty-four: accessorizing.

update on the updates...

So, I'm going out of town. To the sunny beaches of San Francisco where beautiful women flock like the salmon of capistrano. Please don't ruin this vision; I am seriously over-slushed and under-sunned! Anyway, I will not be able to post my pictures daily. Instead, I will do a mass update upon my return!

number fifty-three: watching the muppets family christmas annually.

number fifty-three: the combination of wine and friends.

number fifty-two: posing.

number fifty-one: honing my scrabble skills.

number fifty: discovering new portals of procrastination.

number forty-nine: my jane fonda belt.

number forty-eight: christmas parties.

The tardiness of this post is self-explanatory! Christmas parties: merriment, drinks, festive attire and straight to bed with all intentions of posting out the frosty window!

number forty-seven: tiny, ingestible technological devices.

It seems as though my cat is in every photo these days! She is constantly underfoot, or, in this case, in-frame! Ah well, in this particular shot she provides scale.

number forty-six: the don.

number forty-five: bedroom dance parties.

number forty-four: pawing at the internet.

number forty-three: decorating the tree.

number forty-two: public libraries.