coarse! So instead of throwing a goodbye party or a birthday party. I threw myself (I should say Emily, Carly, and Momma Rochester threw me cause I did almost nothing cause I was so busy packing) a Good Pie party, mainly because I love pie, and I love my friends. So here are a few pictures of the event.
I really hate cats. This hatred stems from a scar on my wrist given to me by none other than a stray black cat I had named Moonlight (go ahead and laugh, I was in first grade) who got scared by a dog and jumped out of my arms... I never saw her again, plus cats are not loving like dogs. Kittens on the other hand are okay in my book because they are cute and little.
a kitten on the side of Monroe Muffler or I laughed almost the whole way home and thought to myself, "you really need a picture of that thing." So today my friends, Carly and I took a little detore coming home and had an awesome photoshoot next to the little kitten. It makes me laugh to think that someone would "vadalize" a building using a picture of a kitten almost like my roomate who came home with a tatoo on her wrist that said "CTR" obviously she didn't quite understand what those letters stood for. But the great thing about both situations it that the rest of us get a good laugh, so I hope you all enjoy the pictures.
