Proof That I Wear Pants...sometimes

 Jacket:Thrifted   Shirt:Thrifted   Jeans:Charlotte Russe    Boots:Vintage Thrifted   Bow: Katherine

 I don't have one organized bone in my body... my tibia got lost among all the phalanges and the white blood cells have been searching for him for weeks, my elbow is even hanging out with the clavical (but to be honest he's had identity issues for forever).

See I have this theory about organization, if I were organized all of the creativity would be sucked out of me.. okay so that's what I tell Matt so that I can keep my free fallin' crazy girl lifestyle. You know just in case I want to have cereal for dinner and lasagna for breakfast or something.

But before I  wrote off organization and spiraled into all recklessness I decided to give order my all. Last week I was reading my sister in laws blog, she wrote this post about how she has an organized list for cleaning so that she knows what to clean on each day. My mind just about imploded at the thought that you could actually PLAN out cleaning, the skies parted, and I solemnly vowed to change my ways. So I made a list...okay so I just copied her exact list (part of the list included cleaning a goldfish bowl, I don't have a goldfish so I also vowed to go buy one later) I went home, put the list on the fridge and then felt too exhausted from all of the thinking about organization and lists that I didn't even clean a thing...and I haven't followed the list since...or at all...I didn't even go buy a dumb fish. I planned out what his name would have been and everything, Herbie I would have called him.

There however is one thing in my life that I manage to keep organized...Sir Matt quotes. Whenever Matt says something glorious I whip out my cell phone and write down exactly what he said. I then present the evidence at a later time when we need a good laugh. Here's the latest.

I promise Matt's not racist but while we were talking to an Asian couple I kid you not these three phrases came out of his mouth, 1. "So do you do martial arts?" 2. "Is everyone named Chan in China?" 3. "Do you sunburn easy?" I promise were nice people.....but my case gets worse each day.

A personal favorite of mine from this week. "One time I was playing video games online and befriended a jewish man named Moshi. It was nice."

Never a dull moment with my man. I wuv him.