Unfurnished Brooklyn

A message from the birthday girl

Thanks for saying that to me. I will wish you good luck. I love you guys!

Seven years ago today...

...I was strolling through Prospect Park when I happened upon a very large egg. It started to rumble and crack, and out popped a fully-dressed (and very angry) little girl.

(as always, click photos to embiggen)

She was so adorable, I had to take her home with me. I named her Cheburashka, and we lived happily ever after.

Moth, we hardly knew ye

Sweet Deery Lou, it's hot out there. I think I'm going to have to hit my backyard pool the beach today. To heck with errands. The DMV can wait until the weather eases up a bit.

Just thought I'd pop my head up and let y'all know I'm still here. My life has been too, too boring- nothing much to post. Want to know the most exciting thing that's happened? This:

On my way to the laundry I found a dead moth in the hall that had the same colors as my sneaker. Woo. Freakin'. Hoo.

Yep. I need a life.