The Three-Hundredth-and-Thirteenth Day

Aww. The birthday (party) girl.

There are some other quality pictures from today, which may include documentation of some solid dancing by some of the former residents of Dahlia Street. Let me know if you want to see them, and I can hook you up.

The Three-Hundredth-and-Twelfth Day

Missouri!

Just a note: Check out the time. I'm usually at work by 8:30am. And it takes me 20, 25 minutes from this point easy. Nevertheless, I stopped to take this picture. That's dedication...312 days of it. (It also causes me to use words like "nevertheless.")

The Three-Hundredth-and-Eleventh Day

Hehehe. National Chili Day (i.e., free bowls of chili!!) can only mean one thing, of course. It naturally compels people to see who can eat six saltines the fastest. Apparently, it's harder than it sounds. I don't believe it.

Hehe. Look where the pants are.

The Three-Hundredth-and-Tenth Day

I was asked to be the photographer (naturally) at mass today, documenting people getting ashed. I did my best.

The Three-Hundredth-and-Ninth Day

The clock tower! From afar! I work there!

The Three-Hundredth-and-Eighth Day

Pretzels filled with peanut butter are difficult to open!

The Three-Hundredth-and-Seventh Day

That's right. We finagled those bagels. Sure did. And I would do it again.

The Three-Hundredth-and-Sixth Day: Part II

Hehehehehe. Perhaps this face is due to whatever may be in the mug. Or her love of the lady behind the camera. It's either one or the other.

Before our night on the town. Pretty.

day, Cait!

The Three-Hundredth-and-Sixth Day: Part I

Sunrise! Or, a sunset as I called it.

I'm doing two today in honour of the bff's birthday.

Happy Birth!

The Three-Hundredth-and-Fifth Day

The beginning of my adventure! Gate J!

The Three-Hundredth-and-Fourth Day

I get handmade candy corn-themed scarves from lovely people for turning 24.

D'you think that this could work out?
D'you think you could come around?
D'you think that this could work out again?
I don't!
I don't want to be forgotten,
While you're putting all your time in,
Into the things that don't mean anything to meeeee.

The Three-Hundredth-and-Third Day

Two-thirds of the Tuesday Night Eating Club. Yes, on a Wednesday. Sometimes we like to spice it up a little. Pretty.

Happy Birthday, Christina!

The Three-Hundredth-and-Second Day

Mad props to my Jersey ladies.

Tell me. Why isn't the "p" capitalized? I'm just saying.

The Three-Hundredth-and-First Day

I like to take pictures in movie theaters.

"Do you remember me telling you we are practicing nonverbal spells, Potter?"
"Yes," said Harry stiffly.
"Yes, sir."
"There's no need to call me 'sir,' Professor."

The Three-Hundredth Day

This appears to be the only picture I took today. Sometimes people find it difficult to back out of our driveway.

The Two-Hundredth-and-Ninety-Ninth Day

Probably my favorite valentine. Wearing red. Brushing up on her current events.

Happy Valentine's Day, friends!

The Two-Hundredth-and-Ninety-Eighth Day

Rockstar.

Highlight of the night: "...two Single Ladies we would be...."

The Two-Hundredth-and-Ninety-Seventh Day

Hehehehehee. Slow things make me laugh. I'm not sure why. Look at that line of cars behind this. It was going about a half a mile per hour, and I was walking quite quicker than it ("it," I believe, was some kind of window washer). I was laughing so hard trying to creepily take this picture.

Hehehe.

The Two-Hundredth-and-Ninety-Sixth Day

Some of the Prendie ladies inspired me to bring this out this week. But then I somehow kept dropping it. (Like it was hot.)

The Two-Hundredth-and-Ninety-Fifth Day

The tea kettle I swiped today. Nice, huh? Yes.

The Two-Hundredth-and-Ninety-Fourth Day

For me mum. And yours.

The Two-Hundredth-and-Ninety-Third Day

Best friends for real. I also look a little scary.

NOTE: I count pictures from after midnight as the next day! Come on people!

The Two-Hundredth-and-Ninety-Second Day

Parties bring people together. With or without alcohol. With bowling though. Always.

I freakin' love Missy's face in the background, by the way.

The Two-Hundredth-and-Ninety-First Day

L.A. and Philly. They jiggy.

The Two-Hundredth-and-Ninetieth Day

Hehehe.

The Two-Hundredth-and-Eighty-Ninth Day

My work studs made me cookies for my birth. Well, cos they're awesome.

The Two-Hundredth-and-Eighty-Eighth Day

I've been trying to get a good panoramic shot for a bit now. We, er, got a little stuck in this parking garage. Apparently, you can't get back out of the door you enter by.

The Two-Hundredth-and-Eighty-Seventh Day

Best friends! In the background, the ice skating rink we thought of skating on for a hot second - after we had to climb over a huge wall, land safely in a ravine, and maneuver our way out of said ravine to make it to the other side (when we could have just walked through the nice - and warm, windless - shopping mall).

I'm thinking of renaming this blog, "Let's See How Many Silly Faces Lisa Can Make." My point.

The Two-Hundredth-and-Eighty-Sixth Day

Mad props to the people that gave me life.

Joyous. That's the word that you're looking for to convey the expressions on our faces.