lady sarah

i don't want to say something silly like, "i'm going to post something new every day," a) because i've said that many times before and b) it's always been a lie.  as difficult as it is to believe, there are some days in my life when there are no deep thoughts or ridiculous mishaps and therefore, i can never hold to my "posting every day" resolutions without feeling like i am faking it or forcing something.  however, i've been pa-ritty damn good about posting regularly and i'm kinda excited about that.

so, why today's post?  last night, luke and i went to my parents' house for dinner, as promised.  after only having been there for two minutes, i realized i am my mother.  this is by no means a bad thing.  i love my mom.  she's hilarious and snarky and probably a little bit evil, just like me.  also, she's a genius and an artist and super entertaining.  i don't mind the thought of becoming her.  however, when it's thrown in your face by something like this, it's a little intense:

that's a photo of my mom and i wearing the exact same nail polish.  college friends, remember that time in school when i couldn't wear something if it wasn't turquoise?  see!  it wasn't my fault.  i am genetically predisposed to bright (blue/green) colors!  

also, i realize this picture is super small (it's a cell phone photo), but if you look closely, you'll see my mom's craft table in the background.  she constantly thinks up new, insane projects, just like me.  her current brainchild?

the royal wedding invitation:

she found an image of the invitation in a magazine, made tons of copies and is currently in the process of addressing them (in calligraphy), mounting them to glittery backgrounds (as glitter is her drug of choice: she was wearing glitter eyeshadow last night) and then sealing them WITH WAX in a massive envelope.  she's inviting all the women in the family to watch the wedding at her house and everyone is thrilled.  

i absolutely love this.  i'm not particularly enthralled with the royal wedding and could probably live out the rest of my life never watching it/thinking about it again.  after all, what does the royal family do anymore, besides sit for portraits to be engraved on commemorative coins and turn up at polo matches?  (it may be, though, that i'm still a little bitter about not being the one marrying prince william.  you know, because every female born between 1982 and 1988 totally had a chance.)  however, now that "lady sarah" has been so formally invited to my mother's viewing party, with the promise of tea and biscuits, i'm all over it.  wills and kate, please!