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Marketing Yourself from Jesse Armstrong on Vimeo.

was amazing.

more to come…

An unnamed friend, let’s call her Betsy, recently received the above picture via an online dating site. For some ungodly reason she decided NOT to give this winner a chance. And for this reason, CLEARLY, Betsy will always be alone.

Shameful.

A quick trip to Paris for work this week. Just enough time to taste some crepes.

Happy feet after a good meeting…

Part two next week for meeting number 2.

It’s about time that the Thomas Paul rug came home to momma.

Because I have an obsessive desire for uncluttered surfaces. [It’s my zen.] Or maybe because I’m just a horrible, evil wife. Regardless, I haven’t allowed a toaster oven into our house.

This means Thom’s forced to use the oven to toast his bialys to perfection. A baked good that HE WOULDN’T EVEN KNOW EXISTED IF IT WERE NOT FOR ME. I know, I know. It’s a waste of energy. But otherwise it’s a perfectly good method of toasting.

Perhaps a secret, hidden toaster cubby is the solution:

via remodelista

and that’s because I know the ending.

via Jarett [who is awesome]

Now it was ages ago but Sarah and Matt were married in North Carolina. And we were there.

Good times.

Apparently, Thom and Grant were destined to be great friends. Barbara was kind enough to send along the following evidence.

For the record, I was eating this instead:

early Thom courtesy of Mary Ellen.