DONATION REQUEST FROM MOORE, OK

kristinamarie:

I’ve gotten a few messages from people asking what they can do:

I have been particularly saddened by the children lost at Plaza Towers Elementary. I imagine their parents working downtown and watching the news as it powered over their child’s school - the feeling of helplessness. The entrance to the neighborhood where the school was faces the exit to our neighborhood and is 3 blocks from our house. THIS IS SO CLOSE TO HOME. Just this morning as I was picking debris up out of our yard I found a torn page from a children’s book and I got the biggest lump in my throat.

If you would like to donate to these families, several of these tiny angels are at the John M. Ireland Funeral Home in Moore. Here is a link to their website, where you can donate. On top of these families losing EVERYTHING, they are having to plan and pay for a child’s funeral. It is devastating. So, please, if you can, let’s lessen the cost of this burden for them.

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The Office is ending before my eyes and obviously I can’t handle it because I’ve already eaten far too many of my feelings in the form of gelato and potato chips. 

"Marry your best friend. I do not say that lightly. Really, truly find the strongest, happiest friendship in the person you fall in love with. Someone who speaks highly of you. Someone you can laugh with. The kind of laughs that make your belly ache, and your nose snort. The embarrassing, earnest, healing kind of laughs. Wit is important. Life is too short not to love someone who lets you be a fool with them. Make sure they are somebody who lets you cry, too. Despair will come. Find someone that you want to be there with you through those times. Most importantly, marry the one that makes passion, love, and madness combine and course through you. A love that will never dilute - even when the waters get deep, and dark."

N’tima

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*brought to you by my obnoxious impromptu webcam photoshoot in the babe’s room.*

I am officially SEVEN months pregnant, and I feel fabulous. Really. I have gained more weight than I thought I would/technically should at this point, my belly button is disappearing, and the days of having ankles are now long gone, but boy do I feel good. I may waddle everywhere that I go, but I waddle proudly. This round gut holds my girl. My wild, acrobatic, darling daughter. And I am so madly in love with her. I would gain all the weight in the world, give up all the bladder room I have left, and spend every night sleepless if it meant that she was granted existence. I would. One-hundred fold.

Here’s to trimester three. Let’s do this. 

A post about a babymoon with the dude.

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"I do not pray for a lighter load, but for a stronger back."

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