In which Emma writes about why it’s really hard for her to not bring up the formal wear store Frills and Fancies in every conversation, and also talks about her cats, duh.
In which Emma somehow manages to provide spoilers for her own damn blog.
In which Emma wraps up her two-part year-in-review post and puts 2012, finally, to bed. Also there’s some important information about cats and hair accessories here.
In which Emma offers the first part of her two-part year-end wrap up. Also there’s probably a metaphor in here that goes on for way too long.
In which I describe the intensity of the most intense week I’ve ever had EVER (NOTE: actual intensity of said most intense week is not guaranteed).
In which Emma announces her intentions to (finally) (maybe) actually get organized and then posts a bunch of pictures of her cats sleeping and looking at things with scorn.
In which Emma does the picture thing again.
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 does her homework — as in the homework she assigned.