Sunday

maybe next time i'll think before i cheat.

Since I had to double my calories for my rim to rim, I figured I could just take the whole week off from Live the Life, which I have been faithfully doing for six weeks now. (And it works, I've lost ten pounds- just a little plug there.) Anyway, my week off. It was rather enjoyable minus the chronic stomach ache I had the entire time.

Tuesday I downed a ravishing rendition of the margherita pizza from Maestro's.

View it and salivate:

Pictures are all I have now too, if it makes you feel any better.

on 9/13/2009

3 comments:

Taren September 13, 2009 at 9:24 AM  

are you freaking kidding me?! you're like an angel! BSB?! It would make my life complete. I would die happy. WHEN are they coming?! WHEN?! and how on earth do you have VIP? Me me me and the bestie Meg please :)

Are you pulling my leg?

Okay, so I remember one day Ada's place just disappeared. I didn't know there was a knew one. I'd been missing out all along!

Flan needs it's supports. Never leave again! k, I think that's all I needed to say.

karlee September 14, 2009 at 8:21 AM  

Well tuh-tuh, you too can be the very proud owner of a VIP pass if you become a fan club member at fanclub.backstreetboys.com! The tour kicks off in Europe at the end of October.. and they were in Vegas last November.. so probably around then again. I don't know if they'll come to Utah specifically, but they will definitely be close. And yes, I changed my blog address and it was a bit confusing but I've been here all along :)

Taren September 16, 2009 at 9:49 AM  

awesome! i'm going to check this out... because i'm pretty sure if they come within 6 hours of me i have to go...

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love after love

The time will come when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other's welcome,
and say
sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger
who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread.
Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your life...

Take down the love
letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs,
the desperate notes, peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit.
Feast on your life.

~Derek Walcott

bring it on back

and i am telling you..

i'm karlee. i have a husband and a daughter. (well ok, she's a puppy.) this is the world through my eyes.

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