Monday, June 8, 2009

P is for Peanut Butter


But not just any peanut butter. It has to be creamy Skippy peanut butter. Peanut butter is my comfort food. I can sit down with a jar of peanut butter and just eat it plain. Or it's good with some chocolate chips too! Then it's your own sort of custom-made peanut butter cup. Yum-O!

O is for O.P.I.

For those of you out there who have been tragically uneducated, OPI is world's greatest brand of nail polish. (Or vernis à ongles as the bottle will tell you.) Not only is OPI wonderful because of their varied and ever-growing selection, or that it outlasts every other brand and bottle manufactured, but also because their colors have the most magnificent names. Take note:

From their France collection - Louvre Me, Louvre Me Not


From their South Beach collection - Paint My Moji-toes Red


From their Princess Charming collection - My Daddy's the King!


From their India collection - Curry Up! Don't Be Late!


...and their #1 seller of all time - I'm Not Really A Waitress

N is for Neverland


Neverland made it on my list of favorite things as a representation of two loves of mine: Peter Pan and Disneyland. Of course the obvious association is Peter Pan, seeing as it is his home and all. But the closest thing to Neverland in our great universe is Disneyland (or any Disney theme park for that matter). It is the one place where you are not only allowed to never grow up, it's what's expected! What could be better than that?


(I know Katie, an IN to Club 33 would be, but you get my point.) ; P

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

We interrupt this irregularly scheduled blog....

Hello my few fans! Apologies for the delay in updates. As I informed my lovely sis earlier, having lost my laptop to a slow and painful end and working two jobs does not afford me much free time.


But I digress. This post has nothing to do with my alphabet of favorites or my inconsistent postings, but rather...


Fireflies


Last night I saw my first beautiful little fireflies flitting around the backyard. Fireflies, which are apparently known in this region of the country exclusively as "Lightning Bugs" are magical little creatures. They look like any garden variety insect in the daylight (or indoor lighting as the case may be) but once the sun goes down they are spectacular. That is when their magical dance begins.
No two fireflies flash their 'bulbs' in the same rhythmic pattern. That is how they attract a mate. Intéressant, non ?