SORRY.

(this little guy was at the signapore zoo. i kind of feel like him. just sleepy and over it)

i start with 'sorry' pretty much in every post, so i kind of thought why not just make it a title and talking about the things that i'm sorry for...

i'm sorry i don't send letters. i write them, but never, ever, send them.

i'm sorry i'm too lazy to shower after exercising.

i'm sorry that i get scared to call up places and then make people call up and pretend they are me and then take credit for calling. yep, i do that.

i'm sorry i can't make decisions, but i don't like them and they scare me, so i'll pass.

i'm sorry i talk too much about people too much.

i'm sorry i haven't figured out what i am giving up for lent. to be fair i had no idea, and i'd been to mass recently. i'm feeling biscuits. 

i'm sorry i wear outfits more than once but i paid $60 for that skirt, i want my wear.

i'm sorry that i leave the toothpaste lid off and it dries up and then i have to scrape it off and then i do it again.

i'm sorry i can watch an entire season in one sitting. (i hope everyone can do this, yeah?!)

i'm sorry i'm so boring.
i'm sorry that i'm a terrible speller. but to be honest, it is my mothers' fault.

and, i'm sorry that you've had to read this.

i might be sorry for a lot of things, but i'll leave this little quote for you. something that no one should ever be sorry for.

“You’re alive only once, as far as we know, and what could be worse than getting to the end of your life and realizing you hadn’t lived it?” — Edward Albee

love, georgie x

p.s. i’m not sorry wearing this awesome hat in veitnam. i now wear it mowing our lawns, and i feel awesome. 

p.p.s. or looking like a tourist in a foreign country. why is it ok to wear daggy clothes there, but not in your own country? (or is that just me?!)