Lastnight I went stir crazy and found some 5 year old henna in a shoebox in my closet. I'm fairly impressed with my design.
This morning I woke up to a shit load of snow.
My ear hurts from the cold. Left one to be exact. I just came from walking my 12 year old over weight pitbull and found out they don't shovel pathways at my condo. I could barely open the front door to get out and once I did my dog was face deep in snow. All I could see was his giant head and seal like torso trying to maneuver his way towards the street. He stopped a few times and looked back at me with eye's that read "Are you fucking kidding me?" I felt so bad for the old guy. He must have been freezing surrounded by that snow. I have a new found respect for people who climb snowy mountains, not just for the height factor but for the fact that they sleep in this snowy shit. Hats Off!
It's today that I appreciate having a garage but the problem still lies in the pile of snow shifted from the plow piled up against my garage door.
It's today that I appreciate having a garage but the problem still lies in the pile of snow shifted from the plow piled up against my garage door.
I need a shovel..cuz I have a whole lot of henna left over and if I don't get out of this house soon I'm going to look like an Indian Kat Von D.
Happy shoveling people!!
XO
Laura Merrill
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