I'm so bad at updating. I'm just not a lady of empty words. I don't like to talk (or write) when I don't have anything particularly stimulating to say. It's funny in person, because most people can't stand "uncomfortable silence". I don't find silence the least bit uncomfortable. Mindless space-filling chatter is what makes me feel awkward. True story. Can anyone here relate?


I come bearing photos. It's been so long since many of you last saw me, and my hair is much longer now, in addition to newly dyed. I'm going to try my damnedest to shoot a new set soon, but you know how it goes. I need to find a photographer now and I don't know this area well enough yet.





I went out to get ice cream with my boy the other night, and we encountered along the way a healthy number of well-endowed statues.




Check out that rack

And because I never got a chance to show anyone, here's what appears to be a porcelain stumbling drunken Jesus from a grocery store Nativity Display:



Glorious.