A lesson in Chapstick

So when I taught I was always blessed enough to teach the most gorgeous and talented students. Sadly, I'm old enough that most of them are in grad school, working professional jobs, getting married, and having babies. Of course some of my students (very few, thank goodness) did the baby thing while I was teaching them, but that is for another day.

One of these beauties posted on facebook the other day and it made me laugh for two reasons. A. Because it was funny and 2. Because I had just posted about Jennifer and although her name is not Jennifer, she is DEFINITELY a natural beauty. Which brings me to her post:


When you tell your makeup-artist friend that you just want to wear Chapstick in your engagement photos, she responds with a saucy email written in the most god-awful fonts (including Comic Sans and Papyrus - yack).

You sully her trade, she'll sully yours right back. ;)

Proof that at least THEY sleep...

Wordless Wednesday (or SOME words Wednesday)

I saw this on my floor a few weeks ago and it made me laugh--I took pictures, but need you to disregard the FILTH you see brewing on my floor. 

It LOOKS like a tiny human is trapped beneath the floorboards...

...it turns out my son was making a bookmark in Sunday School

and accidentally dropped Jesus's arm on the floor.

Because we are dirty and lazy people, we left the arm of Jesus on our floor

for several days, because I only noticed it on a FRIDAY and Sunday School is on...well...

SUNDAY!

Addison thought it would be fun to "trap" the tiny human in our coffee table. Hello tiny Jesus arm!

Goodbye!