an ode to my bed

she likes to peek outside and stare intently at birds and squirrels and people.

probably not the best post to put up after two days without posts, but i felt like it was necessary to illustrate my life lately. i've spent a good chunk of non-work time in my bed, and if it hasn't been actual sleep, it's been netflix or hulu or magazines or my newest book. i'm not actually sick, but spring fever for me has struck in the form of being sleepy.

my glorious bedclothes: a quilt and a fleece blanket, no actual sheets required.

the best bed buddy you could ask for. she likes to sleep as much as i do, so it works.

introduction

since i will probably be talking about my dog lizzie on here more often than is wanted or necessary, i figured i better introduce her to the blogosphere in style. she's a pit/lab mix, and i love telling people that because of the reactions i get to her being a pit. she's one of those pits that proves those misplaced stereotypes completely and utterly wrong. she thinks she's a lap dog, is perfectly trained (i wish i could claim credit for this, but she really just does what she's told. i leave her off leash most of the time.), and is an absolute sweetheart. and i obviously love her more than words. so without further ado, i present to you lizzie! (aka lizzles, lizard, libly, mish mish, mizzles, blondie, lizzie face, punkin)

i would say that face gets her out of everything, but she barely does anything wrong.

this is when i first got her from the shelter, and she was barely two months old.

this was in her leggy blonde phase.

she's adorably pigeon-toed.

is it weird to say my female dog is handsome? because she is.