ecstasy.

james thinks i’m funny

one of our many goals in life is to not laugh at each other. i don’t know why we do this, but it makes those times when we actually do laugh that much funnier. we also use the comedic rule of three. you’ve never heard of this?? well, you’re welcome, i may have just changed your life. i was on a role yesterday. we were driving in the car and listening to the new weezer album (which by the way is totally awesome). we were stopped at a light and i decided that i wanted to make james laugh. so i commenced raising the roof like a total dork. he didn’t laugh at first, obviously, so i just kept going. i knew that he would laugh if i did it long enough. with each passing second my moves got a little more rhythm-less and my face got a little bit uglier. success.

then the rapping started (what? rap in a weezer song, preposterous!) and i (of course) rapped all the words like a pro. i even got the gangsta hand movements down to a science. i wasn’t even trying to make james laugh, but i guess i am just so naturally hilarious.

comedic rule of three: do or say anything three times = laughter. really, try it.

she doesn’t know whether to laugh or cry

so stinkin' cute from Mary McAllister on Vimeo.

a day at the park (and tons and tons of pictures… mom)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Untitled from Mary McAllister on Vimeo.

big buddies

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

i love me some Gabers

rrrrrroad trip

we drove to houston yesterday.  we love to take any opportunity possible to see family, and this weekend we both have time off from work and school. so we drove… all eight hours. i decided to take a picture for every hour. you can tell that i became more and more delirious as time went on.

2:30 pm- just about to leave, james being a dork

 3:30 pm- he was snoring

4:30 pm- he finally woke up, now i can rock out to la musica

 5:30 pm-the delirium is starting

6:30 pm- getting sick of driving, time to switch

 7:30 pm- that’s better, james only closed his eyes for the split second that the flash went off

 8:30 pm- i wanted to be cool and close my eyes too

 9:30 pm- full on delirium

we made it safe and sound and are enjoying our weekend!

Planning

Planning never works out the way you planned it
-James

so busy/when i have a free moment i want to do nothing except watch tv.

school is absolutely overwhelming. i just need to keep reminding myself that it is almost done. yeehaw!

buying/building a house is stressful. i just need to keep reminding myself that it is almost done. yeehaw!

i am so busy with school, (but i do manage to find time to watch the many shows that i DVR throughout the week. when i think back on the many wasted hours of me sitting in front of the tv, i think “how in the crap do i get anything done for school?!” but somehow i manage, and have been managing for the past year and a half. i must be doing something right. i think i am a television-aholic. do they have a rehab for that sort of thing?)

okay it seems it is just during the week that i am busy with school stuff. i guess i subconsciously don’t allow myself to think about school during the weekends. my brain is wicked awesome.

i also manage to squeeze in a trip out the house (in between shows of course) almost every day. i went out there yesterday. they started staining our cabinets. they are very purple-y. i am a tiny bit nervous about them.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

random: the other day james and i were at goodwill looking for a gem and as we were walking in we were holding hands. when we got closer to the door james let go of my hand. a few strides later i reached for his hand and he told me he didn’t want to hold hands. he said that in places like goodwill and walmart that he doesn’t like to hold hands because “it is weird”. oh jamesey, you boggle my (wicked awesome) mind. it’s a good thing i love you because you are kind of a weirdo.

just to clarify

remember this? well here’s why:

dear daylight savings,

it is 8:00 pm and it is still light outside. thank you, thank you so much!

love,

one happy little spring-breaker

it feels like home to me.

 

yay for garage doors!                                                                                                                                          ….and bricks!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

hurrah for kitchen cabinets!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                                                                                                                                  yeehaw for laundry rooms!                                                              and doors!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

practicing brushing our teeth at our new double sink vanity, of course:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

what would i do without my little guy and my favorite hoodie? i wouldn’t laugh as much and i definitely wouldn’t be as comfortable.