WHAT. IS. HAPPENING.

This.  Exactly THIS is why I moved away from Minnesota.

All of Denver got dumped on all day yesterday, which is May 1st.  As in May, which comes right before June.  On Sunday, it was over 80 degrees.  We lunched and dined on patios, went on a long bike ride, got a bit of a suntan and it was warm out until midnight.  Two days later it started snowing.  I’m over it.

So I’ve decided to pretend it’s not happening.  Here’s some pretty flowers with a snowy background.  Happy Thursday ya’ll.

Huh.

I must  be missing something.  Not only are they expensive, but they’re completely sold out!  Am I alone on thinking these are totally bizarre?

That insanity costs $1,500.00 – I understand that somebody might be twisted enough to create something like this, sell it to the 1%, and then laugh all the way to the bank.  What I DON’T understand is exactly what occasion someone’s brain tells them it’s ok to wear this to.  It’s certainly taking the ‘I wear the pants in this family’ saying a bit too far, don’t you think?

Non-recourse loans.  Which Jon was trying to explain to me at 6:30 this morning (maybe that’s why I didn’t get it).

More importantly and equally confusing is why in the hell they call this baby’s breath.

I pulled a Marlo this morning and spent 30+ minutes crawling around our house trying to figure out where the stench was coming from.  It seemed to follow me so much so that I brushed my teeth again and smelled my clothes trying to solve the mystery.  It wasn’t me.  It was those stinky ass “flowers”.  Isn’t baby’s breath supposed to be sweet and perfect and lovely?

I don’t get it.  From now on they will be called morning breath instead.