Mitchell is funny. More than just funny … the funny-ist eva’.
I, on the other hand, have hair comparable to my homeboy, JB (justin beiber). I never knew my hair would leave such an impression. I’m pretty sure I will forever be known as the crazy aunt who cut her hair like a boy … ON PURPOSE. That crraaazzzy Aunt Erin.
You win some. You lose some.
A while back I did a little photo shoot with our gorgeous doe- eyed-avid-reader-niece Alyssa …
Mitchell and I celebrated back in May, being together for 2 years … 730 days … 17,520 hours … 1,051,200 minutes. Best 1,051,200 minutes of my life.
We decided to celebrate Hotel Monaco style.
I married a model.
Just sleeping there for one night gave me a slight case of “bed envy” …the sheets,like butta’ … the comforter, so marshmallow-like … I seriously felt like the Queen of England. Maybe when Mitchell rules the world and I’m making booukobucks being a photography rockstar, we will have butter sheets and a marshmallow comforter. Fingers crossed.
Cheers to us. Bring on eternity.