Incredulous Kristy!

I stumbled across this blog today and even though it's only a handful of pages so far, I can tell it's going to be a favorite place to visit. Most girls my age were huge fans of the Babysitters Club books by Ann M. Martin. I would save my own babysitting money, (which makes me wonder, who in the HELL lets an eleven year old watch their baby?), and beg my parents to take me to the mall so I could get the latest book in the series. The cover art was always pretty awful. I love that this blogger has chosen one image, an exasperated club President in her Texas Tuxedo, and created updated titles based on what bossy, tomboy Kristy was likely thinking. Kristy would have hated me based on these hilarious captions. I am sensitive like Mary Anne, probably talk too much about New York like Stacey, and like Claudia, think everyone's lame for not knowing cool, new artists. Thank you, Internet, for giving me another avenue to poke fun at myself and the things that I loved as a child. If my grammar is really bad in this post, I'm drunk - like Mimi Kishi. You didn't think that was seriously just tea she was drinking, did you?

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Hooray for a Mean Girls reference!

Got Nature?

I spent last weekend visiting my cousin and taking in the beauty of fall in New York. I feel like a broken record saying that I wish I took more pictures, but I swear it wasn't my fault that I didn't! (Not the hippies fault -  this time. In fact, I was planning on taking a photo of me actually hugging a tree so how can I blame  hippies?) Anyway, it was very peaceful to walk through the woods and be one with nature for a little while. I briefly contemplated a life of solitude in the woods a la Henry David Thoreau, but then I remembered the Unabomber and decided it's probably for the best that I force myself to maintain contact with society.

I thought of writing something profound about beauty, seasons, and the lessons I learned from a walk in the woods or some such thing, but I think ole Henry and his boys RWE and Walt Whitman, etc., covered it well. Frankly, I'm sitting in a fluroescently lit office and just not feeling it... So, I'm sharing two (TWO!) pretty pictures that I will use as a reminder to get outside more often. The woods, nature... they are good. Go there.