Emma sent this house to me a few weeks ago, and it may be one of my favorite prefab creations yet. I’d actually seen the original rotating house on HGTV, but had somehow missed the fact that Solaleya has made this incredible concept available in a PreFab. These unique homes are very reasonably priced (for home builds only) but lord… Read more →
Author: Morgan
The Valley…You’ve Changed.
And it is like, totally annoying. I HATE having to dial “1” before every 818 number. Curse you 747! It’s like no one is local anymore! LA’s outgrowing itself and I want out! That is all. Read more →
Oh, Fuck it.
I’m pregnant, and I love this diaper bag. (It’s Stella McCartney for LeSportSac, and it’s at least a season old, so now I can’t find it anywhere.) I haven’t been able to come up with a good way to break our big news…and now I’ve been dragging it out for over a week, so there it is. 16 weeks. Due… Read more →
Reason Enough to Fly Virgin America for the rest of my life.
And not just because you feel like you’re on the soul plane. Sure, the air went out at a certain point in the flight, and they charge you 10$ for a snack, but the ticket prices can’t be beat, and by george, they have real TV on the back of every seat. Yeah, I know Jet Blue does this too,… Read more →
And then the Groom did a kegstand.
(No, I wasn’t quick enough to get a picture. But it happened. And it was totally awesome.) Amy and Magnus are married. Four days is a whirlwind trip to New York but completely worth every second of airplane inflicted mucus bombs and cankles to get to see my beloved former roomie (and one of the best people I know) marry… Read more →
Amy and Goose – the setup.
This trip to NY is proving wonderful for many reasons. The ladies of 224 were reunited under one roof. Dashiell can now point in response to the question “Where’s Morgan” without having to think about it too hard. And Amy and Magnus (or “Goose” as Scott likes to call him) are getting married tomorrow. Today, after a lovely diner breakfast… Read more →
Mermaids, and Elephants, and Pirates…Oh My!
The big D-land can be a little overwhelming for a four-year-old. Eva spent most of her day reluctantly wearing her birthday pin, and furrowing her little brow amidst what had to be the biggest crowd I’ve personally ever seen gracing the [alleged] Happiest Place on Earth. It turns out the little girl who will parade around in costumes for her… Read more →
Ew.
I told you he was a total douche nozzle. He picked Taya. Gross, shady, self-promoting, sky-high eyebrows Taya, over dear, sweet, genuine, invested, normal(est) person Mindy. If I had any faith in Bret Michaels, I would have lost it tonight. Luckily, that’s [clearly] not why I watch his shows. Read more →
Happy Birthday Miss Eva
When I call her my “Beauty Queen” she calmly corrects me and tells me she’s a princess. She’s FOUR years old today, and she’s got to be one of my favorite people on this planet. By a stroke of fate (an impromptu weekend visit to spend some time with my very pregnant sister before she popped, and the only return… Read more →
So many catch up posts, so little time.
I know, I know, I’ve been terribly remiss. I’m breaking the rules of blogging, and backposting everything I’ve wanted to say and haven’t had time to in the last couple of weeks. Hang on to your hats…we’ve got a lot of catching up to do, so if you’ve got the818 on your RSS feed, it’s about to blow up. ‘Cause… Read more →