The Fly Catcher

Good Day and Good Riddance! It's officially October and somehow I'm not convinced that's even possible. 

But more importantly it's Wednesday and on Wednesdays I confess. I also rarely wear pink and today is no exception.

There's plenty of silly things to confess today but after I snuck in three separate open-mouthed selfies into yesterday's good-news post - I want to take this confessions opportunity to poke fun at the selfie pose I can't seem to quit. 

The Fly Catcher (The Open-Mouthed Selfie)
Usage: Frequently

The perfect solution for avoiding the blogger "toothless smile" - this pose has multiple uses and benefits: 

:: Excitement 

:: Surprise 

:: A Carefree spirit

:: Eliminates the squinty-eyes

:: Clearly a great post workout face

:: More opportunity for inappropriate emoji overlays

:: Works well with sunglasses
:: Great if you have no bottom teeth

I'm not sure when I began this pose nor when I plan to quit, but please tell me what other benefits you can think of for the open-mouthed selfie.

Ian is clearly not on board, but you should still link up with Kathy!

Weekend of Cards

So we lost an hour this weekend. 

I have to be honest, I got way more sleep than any other weekend I can remember and I am thrilled about it. All that I would have done with that extra hour would have been watch another episode of House of Cards or maybe I would have actually folded the two loads of laundry that currently are in piles on my couch. One pile for workout clothes, the other "pile" draped over the back of the couch because the clothes need to be hung and maybe steamed. I need to get on Kathy's level, quick. 

But House of Cards - I mowed through 15 episodes and I can't stop. Thanks for the recommendation blog-land! Don't spoil anything for me, I'm on Chapter 16 and feel like I'll be done before the end of this week.

Other than binge-watch tv, I house-sat watching two rambunctious golden retriever puppies that wouldn't sit still long enough for me to capture a great photo. On the left is Bella, just 14 months. On the top of the right photo is Bailey - 2.5 years old. They're wild and crazy sisters who enjoy chewing, jumping up on me, re-enacting wild kingdom fights and "going to school" where they earn treats for sitting, laying and playing dead.

Dad and I hung out Sunday while mom is off playing in Texas and and we flirted with the idea of hitting the slopes tomorrow. We both haven't been and there's some weeknight beginner lessons that look pretty friendly for a snow-shy girl like me. My only experience on the mountain is when I was in high school and my sweet brother took me up for snowboarding with some friends. Then my sweet brother also said "have fun!" as he raced down the mountain and I was stuck unable to stop myself without hundreds of bruises to go with it. It's okay, I forgive him. Let's hope for better results this time!

Last bit - you'll see that I changed up a few things on my sidebar. Little more organized, yeah? Someday I'll land on a photo I really like, but for now this is my favorite of the "hey, look it's my hair and I'm happy" selfies. You bet your face you're going to see more! 

How was your weekend? Joining in with these ladies: