Letters to Myself

Dear Self,

Yes, I am well aware that you made an apple pie from scratch again tonight. But bitch, you can't keep complaining about the weight gain and how the only pants that fit you are maternity pants again. And to top it off, you got seconds. Ice cream with it both times. You need to learn self-control and put....down..the..spoon.

You've been put on notice.

Regards,
Self

I like...

Deep in thought? Not really., a photo by miamilex on Flickr.

That our front door is red.

FACE...

....LIFT!

Blog got a facelift. There's more coming, but welcome to the new world of Lexi. It might get raw.
Jovie totally agrees.

Yep

Yea. I still blog. Sue me for not getting to it fast enough dammit. Re-vamping coming soon. New title is also in the works. I'm hoping that things will slowly come together this week so I can get this figured out and get right back into the swing of things.

Still not officially a Texan, as I have yet to surrender my Massachusetts drivers license, but that's because I'd have to make time to find a DMV and do the out of state conversion. I will try my hardest NOT to get kicked out of this one. Ahem.

Not gonna lie though.....Central Time is kinda awesome. You get all your tv shows in and you're like "Oh wait, it's only 9pm."

Okay, enough rambling. Dinnertime and bedtime.