So these finally arrived today...
... in support of Eve and Candace, the world's foremost swim vloggers, their adventures, and fledgling swimmers who do not have big endorsement deals.
Oh, yes, and because I thought it would look cheeky and be funny to have #NathanAdriansChest across my rack. He is our #collectiveboyfriend and pretty much the best reason to love swimming.
Seriously, how could anyone resist?
You can get your shirts here.
You own everything that happened to you. Tell your stories. If people wanted you to write warmly about them, they should have behaved better. ~ Anne Lamott
Showing posts with label boyfriend. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boyfriend. Show all posts
Saturday, January 5, 2013
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Random Sauce, Part Six
When you text and call a radio station to complain that your not-so-boyfriend boyfriend is married, it is not going to end well and you should not be surprised when you are vilified. Publicly.
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No. This ain't fucking normal. You are also not fucking normal.~~~~~
Can you make a mallet out of paper?~~~~~
Put some magic on it.~~~~~
got lethbridge?~~~~~
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