if you know me

then you know how much I hate child abuse. And I am completely an advocate for child abuse prevention. But, this is just funny, and if it were real...it might actually be a form of prevention eh?


New BabySafe Ball Makes Shaking Your Infant Guilt And Injury Free

unwind

today in pictures, and a few words.

After a loooong night of studying for my first math test in about four years, I knew I would need a rejuvenating day. So to start my day...

I woke up early for a quick little jog with Niko the Freako (the weather in Tucson is beautiful right now).

I then crammed in some last minute studying, and eating, and tea, before heading out to try to master this exam.

After two hours of plugging numbers I came home to unwind with some yoga.

Then headed out to the pool to take a nap. :) naps are the best. And a little kitty came to join me for the day!

After re-filling on Vitamin D, I worked on my English paper and soaked in some of the good book.

I then ran some much needed errands (Target) and I will be ending the day with "Under the Banner of Heaven". I am determined to finish it this summer

oh, and I think Zooey Deschanel is simply adorable.

I think I am allergic to math

One of my summer school classes is math. yippee. It is three hours a day (10am-1pm) for four days a week (Mon-Th) but only a total of five weeks! Well, I think I am allergic. For my entire life I have always thought I am only allergic to penicillin. All my life, until two weeks ago. My body decided that was too easy. The worst part about this allergic reaction is this might be the first math class I have ever slightly enjoyed! My professor is hilarious (I don't think it is intentional) but he is a funny guy to listen to. I actually understand what we are doing (probably because I took this class sophomore yr. of high school). and the 18 year old fella's of the class always flock to my corner asking for help making me feel so smart and pretty (JK, ...they are at least 19). Oh, allergic reactions go away.

The first weeek I started to get bloody noses. ONLY DURING MATH. At 11am sharp every morning I would have to jump out of my seat and sprint to the bathroom to stop this waterfall of nasty coming out of my nose. It got so bad that on Thursday, the one day I didn't have one right at 11, my professor actually made a break at 11. When I didn't jump out of my seat and run he came and asked me, "You no need break today?" (he is foreign) I said "no my nose is not bleeding" and he says, "Everyday you need break now, I make this just for you and now you no take it". So I apologized and walked out of the room. I never got a bloody nose outside of math of course.

Last week, the bloody noses stopped. Thank goodness. BUT THEN, I started getting cough attacks every hour! So the routine continued. I would feel a great cough coming on, jump out of my seat and run to find a drinking fountain. These cough attacks would sometimes last up to ten minutes! Seriously throat? I would not cough for the rest of the day of course. Only in math.

Now it's this week. The bloody noses have gone. The cough attacks have gone. Not to fear, a sinus infection is here! We are talking full on with green boogers and everything. Yup, I look really great when I have snot dripping down my face. What a lady. Luckily green is my favorite color. And it never fails, when I leave that class room, my nose is fine for the remainder of the day. I just can't wait to see what next week brings.

New "Old Favorite"

(I hesitate posting this because I can not figure out how to line the pictures up properly, however I like them too much not to share. sorry for the scrambled mess)

While I am trying to charge through my two summer school courses I am starving for some inspiration. Luckily the internet is full of inspiring procrastination. I have a new re-kindled love for an old time photographer.

John Rawlings. I want to live inside of his beautiful photos. I want to dress to the nines to go anywhere and everywhere, but I want it to be effortless. I want to travel on my own and with the people I love. I want every one of his photos framed and on my walls. They are just beautiful and dreamy. John Rawlings was a photographer for Vogue in the 1930's-1960's. If you ever want to make me extremely happy you can buy me the book, John Rawlings:30 years in Vogue (I just can't afford it)
Here is a taste of his 30,000 photo archive that I would like to live in. (Click the images to see them larger, there are wonderful details.)

If I lived in a John Rawlings photo...

smoking would not be bad for my health, so I would smoke:



I would dress up to go to the beach:



I would be 1/2 of this happy little couple:



my frequent road trips would be epic:



(road trips would obviously include me standing in my car as frequently as possible, with the doors wide open):



and dressing appropriately for my food would definitely be involved: