friday | time to pull on your big girl pants

random but pretty flowers from a tantrum-filled walk this week. 

this week. man, it did work. and not in a good way. it was one of those weeks where both marlo and i seemed to be off of our game.

hence the silence 'round these parts. i just didn't have anything positive or clever to say.

we were both grumpy and abnormally tired. our typical routine was shot to shit almost every day because of said grumpiness. joe was (is) out of town for work. everyone around me seemed to be dealing with ridiculous drama which just rattles my cage. marlo has this gross sinus cough thing that just won't quit. oh. and a particular highlight was yesterday when marlo decided that she should almost bite off part of her tongue. (ps. so. much. blood.)

but, you know what?

it's friday, joe comes home tonight, we have a beach trip planned for sunday with team rio, and it's seventy degrees out. SEVENTY DEGREES IN AUGUST, mind you. so, marlo and i are going to pull on our big girl skinny jeans, get it together, and go have frozen yogurt for breakfast and some french fries for lunch because it's friday and seventy degrees and, most importantly, because we can.