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Tuesday, July 16, 2013

Snapshots

some long overdue snapshots:


I made coconut-quinoa-banana bread. I smothered it in coconut butter. And then I ate it with juicy strawberries and a cup of tea. It was breakfast heaven.


I firmly believe Mean Girls is one of the most culturally relevant movies ever. I quote it daily, and I instantly like all other people who do the same. This was posted on someone's locker in my Law School and I was instantly reminded of why I love this place so much.


After a particularly grueling civil procedure exam we decided to head to the Pfunky Griddle for some make-your-own-pancake happiness.


Beard & Mustache competition at 12 South Taproom. Have I mentioned how much I love Nashville recently?


Speaking of things I love: all of the faces above.

 Summer berries. My favorite.


This pup and I stopped for a little roll in the grass on a gorgeous summer evening walk. We both agree that sometimes, you just have to take a break, get covered in a few grass stains, and watch the sunset for a little while. Its good for you.