Lacey + The Bellagio= LOVE

Me and the Bellagio are like Holly Golightly and Tiffany's. We just fit together. Everything seems right in the world when I am standing on my tired legs, watching the dancing fountains, swaying to the music, being misted by the water, and awed by their spectacular-ity. I could just stay there for hours (which I usually do). Not to mention all the fabulous inside parts of the place.

I think the Bellagio just might be my soul-mate. Who would have thought?

...Yeah, that's what I'm talking about.

Awesome

My sister Jessie recently spent some time in the UK. Her statement came for their rental car the other day and it was addressed to:

865 Clover Meadow Circus


Seriously so funny, and even more seriously true.

At least I'm good at something

August 6th......September 9th.... kinda close.

I'm sure the great, wide blogging world has been anxiously awaiting my overdue post, and I'm happy to report that the wait is finally over. And guess what... I have not one single piece of earth shattering news!

Life has been going on, as it always does, one day at a time. Laundry gets done, beds get made, faces are washed, gas is guzzled, nails get painted, sunburns heal, crises are averted, new outfits get purchased, ice cream is made, etc, etc, etc.

I'll quickly report on two of my favorite things that happened in the past couple weeks:

1- I finally found my much sought after plain black wool jumper. Seriously... so cute. (I wanted one so bad that I tried to fake my way into a children's size school uniform jumper. Embarrassing, don't worry, I know.) Thank you to Martin + Osa!
2- A few months ago I visited Scoopology and had some deliciously delicious coconut pistachio ice cream, and last week (with the urging from my aunt Paula) I decided to try my hand at duplicating it. Turns out that I am a black-belt at homemaking ice cream. It turned out SO good! And then I was nice enough to share some at a church meeting, so now I have to make more. oops.

This wasn't really worth the wait eh? whatev.

P.S. I filled up my gas tank with the car running the other night.... and lived to tell the tale.