Emma Stone, gorgeous and so funny!
I was THIS close to dying my hair dark red because I loved this look so much, but in no time she went blonde again. Emma has always been an inspiration in the hair department. She and I share a few of the same facial features which makes asking a stylist for her look more realistic than say, asking for Kim Kardashian hair. We both have green eyes, naturally dark brows and fare skin. I feel that if she can pull it off, so can I. Now, thanks to this hot new photo of her as a blond bombshell, I think I too am leaning a little more to the lighter side.
Which look do you like?
... october, november and december are romantic months... it gets dark by 6pm, giving you a good excuse to cuddle up under blankets with a hot cup of something yummy... i am loving tassimo caramel macchiatto lattes more than anyone should... i am loving that it's sweater, legging and boot season... i love that this weekend i go shopping with my friend in halifax... i love that my stuffed up husband hoped that giving me five kisses would win me five days off to spend with him at home... but i love that i didn't catch his cold... i love netflix... lost marathons in bed... chocolate milk... i love my sunday night dates with walking dead people and wednesday night rose ceremonies with the canadian bachelor... i love the pvr... i love snooki because she was the cutest pregnant girl ever and by far the most entertaining part of jersey shore... i love leftover wedding wine... i love coming home to handymen who are working hard to make our house as safe and sound as it could possibly be... i am loving cottage cheese... mashed potatoes and cottage cheese is the bomb... i also love grilled cheese sandwiches and eat one almost everyday... i love dips, but that's no surprise to anyone... online shopping, need i say more?... i loving my new $5 blue slippers, grandma style but so comfy... i am in love with our sweet little ob and how much he loves us... i love g for the sweet things he says and does and how he cares so much for our little family and our future... i love my blogging friends and all their sweet comments and encouraging words... i love my family and our angel and i love that she appeared in my dreams last night...
it was early morning and i woke to the sound of three loud thumps on the floor above me. i knew my parents needed me in a hurry, as that's how they'd get my attention when they couldn't go to the top of the stairs to call my name. i heard this noise many, many times before but never panicked. sometimes i ignored it, thinking whatever they needed me for wasn't as important as my sleep - but this time, i jumped to my feet in an instant and i ran upstairs skipping three steps at a time. i felt in my gut there was something terribly wrong.
i reached the kitchen where my mother was pacing the floor and crying hysterically while on the phone with our family doctor. down the hall, i could hear panic in my fathers voice as he said my sisters name over and over. i ran into her bedroom, saw him kneeling beside her bed holding her, rocking her back and forth. she had taken a seizure.
i ran out of her room, through the kitchen, passed my mom, and at the very top of my lungs i screamed for my boyfriend who was still downstairs in my bed. the scream scratched my throat and left it raw. it radiated through my body and made me shiver. i scared myself. i never knew i was capable of such a noise.
when i think about it, i can still hear that cry ringing in my ears. i can still feel the weakness in my knees and the pounding of my heart as i ran across the kitchen. i can still feel my body crashing to the floor with no strength to stop it, and the horror and disbelief as a pain radiated through my chest. i felt my heart breaking.
she was going to die.
we were all there as she took her last breath, but in that moment we were left to live our lives without her and we didn't know how.
and we'll never know how.
but if we had the strength to get through that, we have the strength to get through anything.