it's this girl's birthday--my sister, megan. she is one of my favorite people and i love her. 

megan, i'm real glad you were born. 

also,

this is grace, my roommate. you know, the one who actually buys the edamame. THIS IS HER FACE ON THE JUMBOTRON AT YANKEE STADIUM:

she's a master now, and was kind of (but really) chosen to represent the graduate school of arts and sciences at the ceremony. i guess i'm just proud of her or whatever.

it still counts!

the other day at work, i was eating lunch at my desk. i had some edamame (you know, those green pea lookin' things). one of my coworkers comes by, does a double-take, and says in an obviously impressed voice:

"amy, you're eating so healthy today!!"

embarrassing.

it's really a miracle that i somehow continue to sustain life. good thing i have grace (the person, not the thing).

YOU'RE WELCOME.

i've been getting harassed lately by multiple parties about how i need to start blogging again. all i can say is this:

guys. i'm telling you. i'm doing you a FAVOR by not blogging. my life is really boring right now. here, i'll show you what happens most of the time:

me, on my phone:

it's not reciprocated:

me, at work:

(oops, not pictured. way too boring.)

me, sometimes not wearing socks with tennis shoes because it would require more movement:

real me, i cut my hair about a month ago:

don't worry, i WANTED one of my eyes to look significantly more raccoon-y than the other. 

IT WAS ON PURPOSE OK. 

these women.

my dear mom and my beacon of any and all good things that you could come up with--strength, generosity, kindness, cuteness...just to name a few.

my sweet grandma, a pioneer in her own right. she passed away today and will be sorely missed.