The Count Censored. Poor spiders.
How have I not seen this before?
Today, my flip flop clad foot stepped into a puddle of pee in the DMV’s restroom. I didn’t really mind the long lines or the hoard of people, but a puddle of pee?
One of my favorites :)
Hasn’t it always meant that?
just had to. seriously.
The cute hair says otherwise.
On a lonely Julia Roberts marathon. It’s looking good so far; besides that scary vain on her forehead.