Here’s the second part of the story I started last week. There are bongos in this part.
In which Emma talks about that time she went blind while driving. And then there were bongos.
In which Emma offers a festive holiday craft tutorial.
In which Emma shows pictures of awesome things rather than complaining about being sick, and then does the whole photo-a-day thing, natch.
In which Emma explains why she isn’t a poet and why she has a particular attachment to hideous house-dresses.
In which Emma advocates for a new Web sport: Extreme Eastwooding.
In which Emma captions photos and tells some jokes that aren’t jokes because she is too tired to tell if something is actually funny or not.
In which Emma ditches her dreams of a fancy party at the altar because she realizes they aren’t the point.
In which Emma explains why she isn’t moaning and groaning and shows photos from an awesome week.
In which Emma explores The Journal of Seven-Year-Old Emily Bolden and unearths another moment in The Life and Times of Mr./Ms. Turkey.