Creeper Alert

On Saturday I got home late from work, walked in my room, and what do I spy behind my hanging Acappella dress? A pair of legs...wearing my shoes. Hello Aaron. This is how my brother says hello when he comes home from school for the holidays.

And while we're at it, please enjoy this creepy, hot picture:

A New Lifestyle...

Family Parties = Pure Bliss

I love family parties, yes I do. Nothing is better then getting together with a bunch of old people that you have never seen in your life and yet somehow you are related to them.It's such a joy to have these "family members" come up to you and ask "Why are you here?" "Who are you?" Then you tell them your parents names and they say "Oh! Right. I didn't recognize you!" Gee thanks. You were at my house like 3 months ago. You remind them of that and they say, "Oh that's right. Why was I at your house again?" So sincere. Then you get to listen to all of them talk about their money, their multi-million dollar homes, and their droids. Dream come true.

One day i'll become a Yogi Master...

I love Yoga.

Especially teen yoga.

And yoga music.

I love tree pose.

And cobra.

My goal: Master downward dog.

Namaste.

This post is dedicated to Old Spice

I love Old Spice, Yes I do.

This one is my favorite so far. Smells like palm trees, sunshine and freedom.

 

 

 

My brother uses this one. I like it. Smells like ocean breeze and fresh lime.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I hear this smells grand: Wilderness, open air, and freedom.

Then there is the traditional, wonderful original.

 "If your Grandfather hadn't worn it, you wouldn't exist."