There are lessons to be learned from our pets. One I'm learning from Lola is to stop and smell the roses everything.
Barbie and Ken get married: The (not) exclusive photos
When I was young, my dreams for my Barbie never included a wedding. I dreamed of the car, more outfits, cute hairdos, and of course, the playhouse. But if I ever did dream of a Barbie and Ken wedding, it might look like this. Via Glamour.com "Super-talented—and super-creative!—photographer Beatrice de Guigne masterminded this ingenious photo shoot then … Continue reading Barbie and Ken get married: The (not) exclusive photos
Take note grammar nerds, the Double-Reverse-Sarcastimark is here
If, like me, you've sometimes felt that current grammar rules are just not enough to stop all the ugly grammar that happens online, then you'll be thrilled to know there's a second level of grammar. They include Isolation Marks, which are used to ensure your readers know that you're only quoting bad spelling, and the … Continue reading Take note grammar nerds, the Double-Reverse-Sarcastimark is here
Guilty of bad grammar? Off with your internet!
I've earned quite a reputation for being a bit of a stickler for grammar. Some may even call me a grammar nazi. I can't deny the fact that I (mostly) silently correct people's grammar on the internet ALL of the time. The wrong use of its vs. it's makes me cringe and holding back from … Continue reading Guilty of bad grammar? Off with your internet!
(Not so) Worldless Wednesday
Introducing Lola. She's 5 1/2 months and I've had her for three weeks now. I never really wanted to be a dog owner but in recent months I became more open to the idea. Her previous owners were a divorced couple who were fighting for the other to take custody. I couldn't bear the thought … Continue reading (Not so) Worldless Wednesday
(Not so) Wordless Wednesday
I've loved the Chicago Cubs since I was 15. Win or lose--and as a Cubs fan there's no denying they lose--there's no team like them. It has been three long years since I was at Wrigley and the return was like coming home.
A Libby Blog 