someone's in big trouble *finger pointing at my own chest*... my sister just told me today how devastated she was that i haven't done a post for her yet. wiping tears from her eyes, she lamented the fact that i haven't even mentioned her existence, let alone witter on about her amazing and abundant talents.
this...
is carrie, who some of you may know better as carrie girl. she's a great sister, even if she doesn't like unloading the dishwasher because of her strange aversion to cutlery and she can't participate in any lemon meringue pie eating contests. she has aspirations of being a photographer or a film maker. her toddlers and tiaras series closely rivals her labyrinth video for classic greatness.
now on to me...
today i chose my new eb cord jacket, boyfriend jeans, and AG striped t from anthropologie. can't wait for tomorrow, it's finally wednesday!
i would just like to say right now, thanks to all of you that have offered your kind words and encouragement about this blog. i am inspired by all of you and aspire to be a better person because of your general awesomeness!
i'm pretty sure i got this brooch as a gift at some point in my illustrious past as a dance teacher (i get all sorts of goodies at year end). i love it though, i have a serious brooch addiction.
ok, time for a cute story. i have the fortune to work with some amazing people, one day i was working at the cash desk and a little family of five kids came to me. they were carrying a beautiful sweater and the oldest daughter who looked to be about 12 or 13 looked at me expectantly, brothers gathered to either side of her.
i gave her the total and she proceeded to pull out some bills from her little cloth wallet, probably about $60. soon after followed a few piles of loonies and toonies, a handful of quarters and a whole bunch of dimes. the boys to either side of her were bouncing excitedly so i asked where this gift was destined, and where all the change had come from.
these sweet kids were buying a birthday gift for their mom, they all had emptied out their piggy banks, and whether they had contributed ten cents or ten dollars, they were all equally thrilled to be part of a beautiful gift to their mother. i hope she had a great day, knowing how much her kids love her, to give up their hard earned money all for her happiness.
