Posts tagged throwback

I'd like to take a few moments to thank a few people in my life. I use the terms "people" and "life" loosely.

Thanks, Olympic Games, for giving me joy. I'm proud to be an 'Merican.

Thanks, blog creepers, for creeping on this blog. I always enjoy knowing how you came to this little blog and the search terms you google. For the person who googled "hot wife," to find this blog I'm sorry to disappoint you, but you gave me a few giggles.

Thanks, Oklahoma weather, for being awesome. I appreciate you. I know a lot of people don't understand your ways and how you could be so cruel to the land; however, I know it's just your job.

Thanks, mom, for giving me such a sweet hair cut as a child. I bet you didn't know this snapshot from the 90s would bring me so much joy in life. It's truly fantastic.



Denim Throwback.

Today's throwback inspiration came from my dad. He answers to Joe, but his real name is Bobby. That's a legit dad if you ask me. He wears a lot of denim. For the longest time I hated it. But, now, I just love it. It's who he is. He's also on the phone a lot. So, let's just say I get that habit from him, too.

Not often enough he'll take me to lunch when he's swinging through OKC for a trip to CAT, John Deere or Peterbilt.

When he's not on the phone he listens as I talk too quickly, he makes me blush by asking embarrassing boy questions and he tell's me I'm ridiculous.

Oh hey 1987. It's good to see you again. Just look at that denim... those big brown eyes.

This, world, is why I haven't entered that other world. The world just can't handle a Brooke Jr.

Oh, we're not done yet! Twenty-something years after that little gem was taken I'm still wearing denim. I've upgraded to BCBG from Osh-Kosh, but the idea is still there.

Hope y'all have a great weekend, creepers.