Awesomely Bad Christmas Song O' the Day

Enjoy:

The Wet Corgi Dance

You might think it's strange to post a video of someone else's dog doing something funny, but this video is just so typically corgi that I had to post it.



Gotta love a Corgi!!

So Cute I Just Might Die...

Seriously. . . so cute:



I don't know what it is about this little girl, but she kills me. Maybe it's the fish lips? The fact that her little voice reminds me of my niece? I don't know. But I do know that I need to lie down 'cause I'm weak from the cuteness.

Mama's Boy

Austen has gotten a bad rap on this blog of late. Don't get me wrong, he's earned it, but I feel a little guilty. Along with being a very very bad boy (ask me about my Merrell shoes some time. Not this week, it's too fresh a wound) he's also so cute it makes me weak.

Exhibit A:



Exhibit B:



Austen loves toys. Austen loves destroying toys. My house is nearly always littered with the dead skins of stuffed animals and pieces of tennis ball (yes, pieces of tennis ball. Nothing is safe from this boy). While the mess doesn't thrill me, the real problem with this is the fact that he likes to eat some of the wreckage. After my dog nephew Bo's brush with death, that scares me.

So, what do I do? I can't NOT buy him toys. If I do that, I'm the one who pays (Have I mentioned that I had a nice pair of Merrells up until verrrrry recently? Shoes that I spent way more money on than I usually do because when I wore them to work they allowed me to teach all day without foot pain? Yes? Ok.).

The only toys that he's been unable to destroy have been two ropes and a Kong given to him by my sister Christy.


(wasn't he darling? I sometimes forget how cute and cuddly he was)


So, today I went out and bought him two "indestructible" toys and another Kong. I'm hoping this will help him resist the urge to destroy my stuff.

So far he seems to like them a lot, although the Kong is still his favorite:




If this doesn't work I'm afraid one of us won't survive much longer, no matter how cute we both are.

There's something you should know about me. I'm very fancy. I love pretty, sparkly things. I spent a good deal of time--from the time I was 15 until I was about 26 trying to deny my girly pinkness. I can't really 'splain it, but I did. Then I became BFFs with Jillian and she helped me shake off the shackles of the past and claim my inner princess.

So, for the past few years I've had a secret inner desire: I want a chandelier over my bed. Yes, a full blown, crystal covered, big honkin' girly chandelier. To be completely and brutally honest, I'd like a bedroom a little like this one:



There are a few problems with this. I don't have the money for a room like this, and I rent my apartment. These two things limit my ability to be as fancy as I'd like.

My mother has embraced my desire for a chandelier even though she cannot imagine how she of all people had a daughter who wants one. She's suggested a few alternatives, but nothing has worked until now.

A couple of weeks ago we were in a little antique store in Hurricane, Utah when I found these beaded wall sconces:



for a really reasonable price. They're a good alternative considering how portable they are while still giving me the sparkly fanciness I crave.

So here they are in my room on either side of my window:



They look good, huh? I also want to share my other bit of fancy:



This wall was made with four sheets of wrapping paper from Papyrus and cost me $10 total. You see, I'm not only fancy, I'm also kinda crafty. And cheap. Another example of my cheap craftiness is this wall:



Where I turned a broken door to an Ikea cabinet into a frame for three pictures I took in England.

You may now be asking yourself, "Why is she telling us this? Does she just want to brag?"

My answer is this: I live alone and only had my dog to share it with. When I asked him if he thought it was pretty this was his response



Which means, "I don't do pretty."

So all I have is you. So, do YOU think it's pretty? Please respond, 'cause I'm not only fancy, I'm also needy.

So cute it might make your head explode....

This is how I feel today:

(found via CNN.)

Again, with the cute.

I'm sorry. It's a disease, really.

This is what cute looks like

The Planned Man. . .

I finally decided to take this whole Man Plan thing into my own hands. . .

Here he is, my main man......



AUSTEN!! (As in Jane, not as in "If this is Austin, I still love you...")

I know, I know, it's not one of the names I had you chime in on. It's not that I don't value your opinions, it's just that all of the names I had come up with at that point weren't right. It's the reason why I couldn't decide on one and had to ask your opinions in the first place.

My sister Christy and I were mulling over some name options through email, and she suggested Austen. It was a name I'd considered MONTHS ago and discarded, thinking it was too common, but when Christy suggested it to me it was just right. So, I will have a boy that makes me not only think of my boyfriend Mr. Darcy, but also Captain Fredrick Wentworth and all of the other delicious Jane Austen heroes.

Let's have another look, shall we?



Isn't he darling? I haven't brought him home yet (he's still too little), but it was fun to see his open eyes and chubby little body as he played with his brothers and sisters. He's a mellow little guy, and I think I need mellow in my life right now.



But check out that cheeky little look on his face. . . I think he might have enough snark to fit into this family. We like a little edge in our corgis.

Star Wars: What it's REALLY about

Ok, I'm not usually one for the cute factor, but this video is ADORABLE!