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The Townsends

Erika — Mon, 31 May 2010 01:31:09 +0000

What can I say? More repeat offenders. Thanks guys for letting me and Fernando out to play!

PS: I’m An Ass

Erika — Mon, 29 Mar 2010 17:41:32 +0000

To the lady at the McDonald’s on the corner of George O’neal and Jones Creek Road who cut in front of me and I honked and yelled “CUT IN WHERE EVER YOU’D LIKE!”:

Thank you.

Thank you for paying for my cherub’s Mighty Kid’s meal and thank you for teaching me that we are all just human beings trying to do the best we can.

And I’m sorry for not being more patient.

Old Mastheads

Erika — Sat, 20 Mar 2010 20:14:19 +0000

Someone, (I’m looking at YOU Lexi), asked about my mastheads and if I would post the old ones.

These are all that I’ve done since May of 2007 (I think), when I moved here from Blogger. Yeah. I’ve come a long way baby.

Enjoy. Or roll your eyes. Which ever.

After that last one, I went header-less for a while, then to the current film strip. Now you’re all up to date. Unless we go back to Barefoot Belle. But no one wants that.

Who Dat

Erika — Fri, 12 Feb 2010 02:42:36 +0000

Suffice it to say we are over the moon with the Saints FINALLY winning the Super Bowl.
Geaux here for a wrap of how it all went down at DRY Ink headquarters.

Why I Love Reva

Erika — Thu, 04 Feb 2010 21:48:24 +0000

Via One Brick Shy

One Down, Five To Go

Erika — Thu, 07 Jan 2010 17:08:03 +0000

Over the holiday break I managed to wrestle Joe from Tifani’s grasp, and let me just tell you, I’ve had easier times wrestling bears in the wild.

With my hard earned time, I managed to teach him how to shave,

and convince him that he wanted to “stay the night for a year.”

In my defense it wasn’t my idea for him to stay for a year, he came up with that all on his own. (But in the interest of full disclosure, I did suggest he ask his parents about every 15 minutes on New Year’s Eve. They really appreciated that.)

It is not my fault he likes it here. It only proves what we’ve suspected all long: I was meant to be a mother to a pack of boys. Which is really weird, because we are on the adoption list for a girl and I’m only moving through the Sants to get to Sari. (Shhh, don’t tell.) Anyway, I’m sure I pretty much rawk at this whole parenting thing. Maybe I should go ahead and shoot for Bruno too. Only what Bruno and I do together can’t really be classified as parenting, more like hanging out, telling fart jokes and swapping apps. It really shows me what a good time Jacob and I could have had together if it wasn’t for that whole damn parenting thing. Man that got in the way. But I have no time for reflection, I have Sants to collect. Clearly, this is no time to analyze ‘why’.

Throwing In the Towel

Erika — Sun, 20 Dec 2009 21:43:20 +0000

Who told me that I could post daily through the Christmas holiday season?

Of course I would use this time to bring down my whole wordpress system so that I could not post. (It’s been down for the last 2 days, it’s back now, obviously, as I’m posting again.)

I smoke crack.

It’s Begining to Look A Lot Like Christmas

Erika — Thu, 17 Dec 2009 14:35:11 +0000

I have now officially missed two days of NaBloPoMo December. In my defense, yesterday I was anxiously engaged in waiting for the UPS man. Why you may ask? Because he was bringing my brand new computer, but shhhhh it’s the family Christmas present. Don’t tell.

Also, I may or may not have waited all day for the damn thing only to be told by he who will not be named that I couldn’t open it, that I in fact had to WRAP IT!

Oh the injustices of my life.

It’s okay, I have another little something special coming on Friday, and if he thinks that’s not going straight on my camera, he is smoking crack. Or slipping me some.

Hand Made Porn*

Erika — Tue, 15 Dec 2009 13:07:24 +0000

Martha would be proud.

the nikkor 50mm f/1.4 lens
and
Shabby Apple Ingrid dress

Sigh.

*Hand made in that I printed it, cut it out and glittered it, of course.

NaBloPoMo December Fail

Erika — Sun, 13 Dec 2009 14:36:26 +0000

enough said