Love how I said I’d start knitting a scarf (for myself) and make a start on a granny square blanket. But I’m too scared to start either one, cause I’m a perfectionist.
Rainy Day Photography by Christophe Jacrot
When my mother forgets a word, she is the queen of coming up with new words. Words that would take a third National Treasure movie to fully decipher. I was talking to her yesterday, and she said this: “You know the time for los jibbities is coming up. You must be so excited!” Oh, is it time for los jibbities already? I must have missed it on my calendar. Are we celebrating something? “Of course! We should all be celebrating, shouldn’t we?” OK, so los jibbities is a happy thing. It’s not like something is giving you the heebie-jeebies, which would have been my one and only guess. “Los heebie-jeebies? Now you’re making things up...and this is my show.” You’re right. The time for los jibbities is coming up. Is this a season? “Yes, the season for love. The season for pride.” OK, los jibbities. “Yeah, sound it out.” Los…jibbities. LGBTs! “Sí, mira cuz you’re gay!” “You couldn’t just say pride season? You couldn’t just… *laughs*
Happy Los Jibbities everyone
Happy pride to “you should have raised a baby girl I should have been a better son”
this is the least heterosexual thing ive ever seen
The Cast of ‘It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia’ during the LA PRIDE Parade on Sunday, June 12th, aka ‘The Gang Supports Mac’. (x)
why would you ask us, a narnia blog, this
happy pride month to this post specifically