December means BREAK! So BRAKE!

Wow, I've been off the blog world for some time!  My first quarter back to university after a long summer break was exhausting!

Though I missed being on here, I spent a lot of my time away writing new pieces for two different manuscripts I'm working on, as well as just the regular student/work routine.

There were plenty of other distractions along the way:

1. A Lykke Li Concert at Fox Theater! AMAZING!

2. The man-candy grew out his facial hair to celebrate Movember.
November was also NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month)
so to bastardize both month-long celebrations I shaved regularly
AND wrote a poem a day with several of my poetic colleagues.
Nothing bonds people together more than the accountability to creation
and the softness of smooth legs.


3. A new addition to the family! Mordecai!

 





4.  Don't be fooled by his sweet face--he is a destruction machine.                                           Exhibit A:




                                          


                                                  5. SNOW!










 6. A BEAR visiting our house! (My footprint is on the left!)

7. A 4.0 gpa to jumpstart my holiday vacation!

Time to rest and celebrate with a Sam Adams Winter Lager?

Body Odor & Dirty Hands

For lack of a better photo, I'm attaching the same one as on my Facebook.  Gretchen Jones bangs and sideburns with a Megan Massacre side shave.       Ta-da....


And speaking of Gretchen Jones,  have you seen her Fall/Winter collection?  I'm dying just a little; I love each piece. In particular, I would like to eat this skirt!





Today, my partner and I changed the speedometer in our stepdaughter's car ALL BY OURSELVES.  I just gained some serious man-cred (especially since I forgot the deodorant and smell rather ripe right now).   With the help of a how-to search online,  it was actually very easy, minus snapping in the actual speedometer.  That took FOREVER.  But my skinny hands and B's long fingers eventually conquered that mess.  Ta-da.....


Before:                                                                                                         After:

I think I earned some Sam Adams Summer Ale.  It's too late for deodorant.