While getting carded as I went to purchase a bottle of wine (and a cartload of awesome Trader Joe's snackity-snacks) a couple days after my birthday, the cashier noticed the date on my driver's license, wished me a happy birthday, and plopped this bouquet on top of my groceries. Totally brightened my day, which was subsequently darkened when I locked my keys inside my car (a car which, I must say, is probably entirely deserving of its own post, and which will probably receive it).
My roommates and I made a chalk mural! What you cannot tell from the picture is that this is, in fact, a work in 3-D CHALK (yes, it exists!). So the reds come toward you and the blues fall back. Which makes all the blood flying everywhere super-duper exciting, as you may well imagine. Consider me responsible for the pterodactyl, the sharkity-shark, the artichoke, and one of the hot air balloons. The rest is the work of my collaborators.
I made a mirror out of aluminum foil and put in on my door, which was supposed to be an act of self-mockery (those who know me are aware that I rarely pass a reflective surface without taking a glance), but the fact that I catch myself about to check my hair in a fake mirror a little too often has made it something of an embarrassment.
What the ferocious Tyrannosaurus Rex lacked in arm bulk, it made up for in great plans about sandwiches. It is also my favorite dinosaur.
