Amongst The Broken Cabbages

Geez, Louise.

I’m a busy little bee, folks.

This is officially our last packing weekend.

Next week is our last week at home.

Old home, that is.

New home as of Friday the 13th.

Creepy.

AND GUESS WHAT ELSE?

Today is the last day.

The very last day.

That my hair will look like this.

Tomorrow:

salon

I’m about 75% sure that I am cutting all of the blonde off and dyin’ her dark.

BUT.

We shall see . . .   .   .    .

Pumps: Payless :: Tights: Target :: Shorts + Leopard print Tank: Forever21 :: Necklace: JCPenny :: Earrings: Gift from a Modcloth event

And as always friends, with that I bid you all the most raging good timeingest, busting sick rhymesingest, stuck in a box like a mimeingest, filling coconuts with limeingest weekends of your lives!

9 thoughts on “Amongst The Broken Cabbages

  1. Good luck moving! It’s always lots of work, but feel so good when you’re done!

    You look gorgeous– those shades rock. Can’t wait to see your new hair!

  2. Oh man, moving suuuuucks. I am dreading unpacking my storage units in less than a month, and I only have to do half of what you’re doing. You’re packing and then unpacking. I don’t know about you, but I’m always Little Miss Organization until the last odds and ends. They all usually end up in a box labeled “shizzz”. Good luck!

    Your legs…they go on for days…months even. And, I can’t wait to see the fresh hair!

  3. I. Cannot. Wait. To. See. Your. Hair.

    Oh, and I know this is old news, but I was talking to Robyn and she told me what you said about the girl that won the auction. I laughed out LOUD at my desk, snickering and giggling.

  4. patrick says:

    remember. let me know if you need help w that move. (altho. i think you hire some big football player-type dudes who flunked out of college and are now working for some moving company.) thenall you have to do is point to where it goes….and unpack.

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