WHY I LOVE MY BEST FRIEND SAM
oh, this is good:
my mother gives a home tour of a suite we stayed in at the ritz hotel in london. she dissects the oil paintings, period-specific furniture and a strange fascination the cast of dancing with the stars has with coming over for dinner.
you cannot have too many books or cats– nuf said, sarah
word up, dawg.
my dad and i are at the airport about to head back to chicago from austin. we passed a few massage chairs stationed outside of gate 11. it was a company called ‘knot anymore’ offering quick massages for those on-the-go. ‘so, does your back still hurt, honey?’ ‘knot anymore.’ that makes me laugh really hard. in general, i like word play a lot. for instance, this...
-that’s when i had long hair -yeah, me too.– my mom and dad retell their love story at the thanksgiving table
oh aqua? yeah, they did a what not to wear reveal there– chance (watches too much tlc)
HAPPY THANKSGIVING. ARE YOU GETTIN’ READY FOR DA ‘OLIDAZE?
this is the first video i did. and appropriately enough, on thanksgiving. let’s take it back, folks. a little backstory (you know, like a director’s cut): i asked my mom to tape this in between cooking thanksgiving dinner. she obliged, however, she really just wanted us to ‘get done.’ we had high hopes of putting off small fireworks in our driveway, however, it was too...
my dad has always said that he would like to write a book about his courtship with my mom. it’s quite a story. i recently told the story. i’m sure i’ve added some bells and whistles (most of my stories are really noisy!) but at the heart of it is a truly lovely tale of two people who made it happen. and i hope when my little love tale is told it is equally as exciting and...
what would i do? i don’t want to get a pickle thrown at me.– speak for yourself!