hootenannious thingumbobs

I think it's high time I have a party and bountifully bedeck it with our darling decorations. Actually, what I really want to do is arrange an alliterated affair, perhaps a costume clambake celebrating a particularly peculiar pairing--robots and red necks, hobos and hot dogs (thank you Bahnas). I think I digress:

So super cute. Although I think Emilie and I looked cuter.

I'm really happy with this picture I took of a pile of ballerina toppers. It's kind of weird and disturbing. Or maybe I'm just weird and disturbed.
This one too:

Now you've gone and done it, Whitaker. If there's one thing I've learned, it's NEVER to take Peter O'Toole's Oscar cupcake.

magical mixtures and elusive equations

So I'm just starting to get the hang of this HTML thing, and having a blast doing it! Make sure you check out the nifty link to the left of this--there are tons more Trophy pictures that haven't made it up here. Seeing as I'm a little under the weather and was barely looking for further excuse to leave my bed today, updating my blog kept me blissfully busy and inexcusably inert all the live long day...

Unfortunately that means I missed the unveiling of our Hummingbird cupcake today! Extremely lucky informants bragged of their stupendosity (yea, I said it) to me, and this was what I could gather from the euphoria-saturated babble:



The Hummingbird cupcake will be mine...