Assorted adorableness

Yesterday I gave a presentation on eczema to a 3rd grade class. One of the kids in the class has severe eczema all over his face and body and he wanted his classmates to be aware of what it was and the fact that it's not contagious. I was talking to the class and said, "Well I have freckles on my skin, if you touched my freckles, would you get freckles too?" And a little boy in the front row looked right at me, smirked, and said, "Probably."

Necklace - Target

Blouse - thrifted vintage Lang Originals

Skirt - thrifted vintage (no tags)

Sandals - thrifted Candie's

I really ought to write down all of the ridiculous things kids say to me and make a book. They always have strange things to say about my tattoos. Last week a kindergarten boy was waiting for his mom to pick him up from my office and he was telling me allllll about narwhals (which was awesome, BTW). When he saw my seahorse tattoo, he asked "Did you draw that on in blood?" A 2nd grade girl told me (while pointing to my tattoo), "You know you have to get that lasered off, right?"

My favorite recent convo was with a 3rd grade boy who likes to come to my office to say hi in the mornings. He noticed my engagement ring for the first time and asked, "Does that mean you're married?" I said, "No, it means I'm going to get married, and soon!" He said, "Uh-oh! I've heard that some girls who get into marriage, get out of being a nurse. Don't leave us, ok?"

And I won't.

The bumbling bees

If you've read my blog for any significant amount of time you know I'm a burn-the-candle-at-both-ends and bite-off-more-than-you-can-chew kinda girl. Because I just want to help everyone. So yesterday was the one day this week other than Friday that I'm not working in the evening and I spent it running around all over Minneapolis and the 'burbs to various craft stores and several Bed Bath & Beyonds to find black aprons to screenprint for a custom order of my beehive hairdo girl. Because I'm too nice. And don't want to say no to a little girl who is doing a fundraiser to save the honeybees!

Cardigan - Circo via Two Birds garage sale

Dress - thrifted vintage

Sandals - Franco Sarto 

Ironically, I spend a lot of time at my house murdering yellow jackets. They're not honeybees, so I don't feel bad. I've killed six so far this year! I don't know how they get inside, but they're annoying! Luckily, I haven't been stung by one yet, unlike last year. 

Nate killed one over the weekend and he looked confused when I called it a yellow jacket. After some Googling, I convinced him that was the right term for the yellow striped wasps. He told me that he had always referred to bumblebees as yellow jackets because "they're fuzzy and puffy, like they're wearing a jacket."

P.S. I wish I had randomly been wearing a yellow jacket in this photo, but alas, I am not. The blog post can not come full circle. Fail.

Crackpot plumbing

Yesterday was a pretty awesome day. It was really nice out and Nate picked me up from work so we could go look at a house (which was insane - in a bad way. Let me tell you about the existance of what I can only call a shower closet in the master bedroom - no toilet or sink - just a standing shower inside a small closet right next to the bed. Plus the washer and dryer was smack dab in the middle of the kitchen. Whoever did the plumbing for this house had some radical ideas and I hated all of them. Strange-ola.) Then we made dinner (ahi tuna and brussel sprouts) and then watched Adventures in Babysitting and Troop Beverly Hills. 1980s madcap adventures!

Knit vest - thrifted (no tags)

Dress - eShakti

Sandals - Target