Picture this.

So, I just scanned a bunch of old pictures of my family so that they just don't sit in a box at my dad/mom's place. And it's all kinda crazy when you look at old pictures. I definitely look like my grandma, which must mean when I get old I'll lose 5 inches, bake a lot and gain 100 pounds (mostly in the boob region). As a kid, I definitely looked like my dad and now I kinda see my mom in me. Not sure what's good or bad, but I love these old pictures. I'm gonna put them in old frames and smother my house with them. Maybe I'll even make them into coasters or something.

I'm feeling inspired. Maybe it's Seattle. Maybe it's this craft fair I went to. Maybe it's my new very awesome job. Maybe it's a lot of things.