Monday, February 1, 2010


I got up in the middle of the night for a trip to the ladies' room and happened to catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror as I was washing my hands. What a sight. I laughed so hard at my reflection that I couldn't not take a picture.

Puffy, grouchy, crazy haired, lazy eyed, sleep masked wonder in a gas station t-shirt. Marvin is one lucky man.


I'm really sorry that lunch was disgusting and that the pottery place was closed and that you didn't find anything at the flea market and that your dog likes to eat kitty litter and poop on the floor. What do you want to bet that there will be either a crying baby or an old man with a hacking cough at the movie tonight...just to make your Crappy Birthday complete. Here's to hoping that the other days of your twenty-third year will be phenomenal in comparison to this hilariously crummy one. I luh you!


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lajuma said...

aww thanks sarah..this (my birthday) is just furthering my belief that we should all be better at laughing at ourselves.

Tara Yost said...

is it strange that i actually think you look cute in this pouty picture? i wish i looked as good when roused from deep slumber!

Rachel said...

yes! i'm so happy you are wearing that shirt!! it was so good to talk to you last night!!

Mandy said...

Thanks! i like caramel too! p.s. your sleepy face is cute! :D