spring loves and eyeball tacos

lately i've been practicing the art of non judgement (very difficult task in our society), not only of others and of things but of myself. not to think of something as good or bad, but just as it is. it's all our personal opinion. like today i got a taco from this authentic mexican restaurant and they served weird tacos like head and tounge and eye. of course adventurous me thought "ok, i'll try the steamed beef and pork." three quarters through the beef taco a slimy piece of eyeball slid across my tongue. and i almost puked, but i kept thinking why was it so much worse to eat eyeball than filet or rump? some people like cow eyeballs and thats fine, i know that i don't, but i won't judge. i just won't eat it.

so speaking of eyeball tacos, don't you just love spring?
it's full of hope and so am i. i love all the colors and lush green grass and wild flowers on the side of the freeways. it's fresh and rainy and sunny and it's on it's way to summer.

i love the new spring dresses by tea for little girls,  they are all cotton knit and feel super comfy.  Thanks mom





pure happiness for days for 1.69


i will always idolize martha, she is awesome


no i didn't get a bunny, i got an ipad though!!!  thank you mr. and mrs. clinton



"You must not ever stop being whimsical. And you must not, ever, give anyone else the responsibility for your life."



— Mary Oliver