Happy birthday to the wonderfully awesome coffeepizzatentacles!
Much love from all of us at Helm’s Deep!
You spend most nights crimping and fluting. Your mother is disappointed those aren’t euphemisms.
I have been craving pie for days.
I’ll be in my bunk.
You can send animated gifs to people via iMessage on any Mac OS or iOS device. It can make for some entertaining conversations.
It’s been a year since the Boston Marathon Bombing, and these are two of the photographs we’ll never forget. Bill Iffrig and Carlos Arredondo are forever part of the collective memory of that horrible day and we are incredibly honored to tell their story.
I Was There is a new series my group is producing, starting with the stories of four people caught in the middle of the Boston Marathon Bombing.
This is the first project my team has produced in our new role in the company and I’m so proud of them for telling these stories with such heart and compassion. If you have a moment today, please go watch. I recommend having some tissues ready.
Watch the crap out of this today. Kelly and her team have produced a beautiful spot honoring the heroes and survivors of the Boston Marathon.
And yes…grab tissues. I’m a total wreck over here.
By the Light of the Silvery Laptop
Today calls for the Massive Celtic Mug of Massiveness filled with coffee. Our dishwasher has been broken for about 2 weeks, and we had been doing a fairly decent job with keeping up on the hand washing. Until this weekend. There might be about 6” of counter space still available to pour a bowl of cereal and that’s about it. I should probably be in there washing them right now, but I’m writing this instead because I don’t wanna. Also, our new dishwasher comes today, and I’m seriously contemplating Stacie’s suggestion of just carting the dirty dishes upstairs and sitting them in the girls’ bathtub until it’s installed, then running them through with the shiny new machine. However, our good friend Tara is coming to clean the house today, and I’d hate for her to have to maneuver around dirty dishes to accomplish what she needs to accomplish. So…yeah…should probably go take care of the dishes here before the girls get up.
I’m also with carlosison this morning, and suffering from severe IRL Tumblr Meetups withdrawal. He’s right: ladyofthehouse gives great hugs. As do all of the other wonderful people on here I’ve met. Good people.
Thanks to Sunday’s Game of Thrones, I have the perfect idea to get out of any awkward situation. Whenever one arises, I’m just going to stand up and say, “Oh look, the pie!” Then someone who I have clandestinely hired prior to such occasion will come out with a pie and set it in front of us. I have a feeling I’m going to need to start making a lot of pies, and that this is going to cost much more than I originally thought. Better yet, I could start a company that offers this as a service: Awkward Moment Pie Relief? Pie Emergency Inc.? I’ll work on it.
Speaking of cost, I wonder how much it would set us back if I just threw all the dirty dishes away and bought new ones.
Is 6:42 a.m. too early to have a piece of Greer’s birthday cake? Asking for a friend.
I should have made these all bullet points, but that feels like too much work, so I’m just going to hit the “Post” button now and let you guys figure it out.
Never attend a wedding where anyone has ever even once associated a color of any sort with it. The mortality rate is FAR too high.
Seems like more than a few of you are singing this one today.