yay for little
baby benson. i love the
chimp so much already.
if i didn't work i would probably
live up there.
So I've been thinking about this little old lady that comes into the bank- bless her heart. I seriously want to hug her every time she comes in. Each time I help her she thanks and thanks me for
smiling at her. She always says it is exactly what she needed- then bids me good day. Other than being absolutely adorable she is so
classy and
old fashioned (in a good way). She always signs her name Mrs. Lawrence Williams
i changed the name to protect her innocence but you get the picture. I just love it. When I get married I am totally going to sign my name Mrs. some boys name here it's so classy. Whenever Grandma sends a card to mom she addresses it Mrs. Perry Stewart- I used to think it was weird, now I think it's awesome. Anyways, sometimes I think I was born in the wrong century-
I want to be old fashioned. People were way more
respectful, kind, genuine, trustworthy, hardworking... I am going to be like that. why not? right.
I survived living on my own again. day 1. dinner did not consist of oatmeal- shocker huh. I had to take a pic because I knew mother would be proud. turkey burger and veggies. dee-lish. p.s I just watched
Julie and Julia, cutest movie ever. I kinda feel a close connection to them- probably just the name thing, but still.
This picture is "i'm surviving without mother hen." But I do miss her deeply-
I had kinda forgot I had freckles until looking at this pic and now they are screaming-hello- just in time for church tomorrow... thanks guys. not. ha