Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Monday, June 1, 2009
welcome to my picture montage of some of my favorite nooks and crannies of the compound...
this would be the den where countless hours of dvr'd bachelors, grey's, offices, 30 rocks, 90210 re-runs, gossip girls, OTH's, justin timberlake hbo specials, andy milonakis', monster fish of the congos, entourages, friends re-runs, satc's, etc have been viewed.
and here is what i will miss the most next weekend when i can't find a thing to wear. bab's closet.
the daily de-briefing spot. h would sit on the counter by the window, i would be on the counter by the sink, and the crazy cat lady would be on the counter above the sink (natch). many world problems have been solved on these countertops.
my entrance & reserved parking space. except when joshua yates-y got the crazy idea that he could fit, too. that only happened the one time before i brought the hammer.
my tiny bathroom... complete with...
my tiny tub. she's all yours now, m. take care of her.
"create a space that nurtures, inspires, comforts and supports you." -oprah
this would be lct's favorite stop on the tour she would give guests at dinner parties. according to her, this is the secret place where i kept all my "greek t-shirts"... to be clear, not ALL of them are of college origin.
and finally, these are the glittery, fake fishing lures morgan would strategically
place coming out of my shower drain from time to time. i will not miss this.
thanks, babs, for calling me on my cell phone and telling me you found the perfect place for us to live. thanks for never deleting my recorded oprahs. thanks for leaving me notes on the counter for me to wake up to and laugh at. thanks for letting me end sentences with prepositions. thanks for throwing my perfect birthday bash by making dinner for all of my favorites and then spazmatic-ing all night long. thanks for buying clothes with us both in mind. thanks for always staying up with me to eat a brownie and ice cream when we got back from dancing at tambaleo on friday nights. thanks for making 42 billion christmas and valentine's day sugar cookies every year, even though you don't eat them. thanks for previewing each week's snl's and telling me which skits are the ones to watch. thanks for getting me addicted to the twilight books. thanks for knowing all my moles. thanks for never turning down a gatti's delivery. thanks for letting me knock on your door and come in your room to vent/scream/cry/whine anytime i needed you and for always taking my side and making me see things with a broader/brighter perspective. i walked through that little yellow door as sarah and i am emerging as sawah. thank you. i love you.
Sawah, MO-gan, H
2005 - 2009