WOOTS

House sitting and remembering that I’m a dog lover. Especially this dog.

Holding hands with this boy. Giant WOOT.

Family outings! Woot Woot!

Goof ball brother-in-law coming home for the weekend. He’s cray cray.

Husband on camera duty.
Judging by these pics this might actually go in the WOOFS category?

Oh hello West Elm… aaaaaand random picture of my… necklace?
Not meant to be a boob shot. Muh bad.

Cutie Aunt and Uncle rolling up for Sunday din-din in their fly-ride and chic-as-death Tom Ford & Persol sunglasses. They’re as cool as they look people. Must be nice.

Comfort food and flowers from perfect Husband. Exponential WOOTage.

And HIM – biggest WOOT of my life. Seriously if I loved this boy anymore I think I would explode. So watch out urrrybody.

 

WOOFS

Weight-lifting hands. WOOF. Think it’s time I invest in some gloves? Maybs?

And then eating all THIS immediately following workout. FAIL. (but worth it!)

Husband getting stuck in his shirt. Can you even call this a WOOF? Cuz seriously look at these pics! HIL.AR.I.OUS.

 

 Have a Wishbone Wednesday!

(the kind where when you pull it with someone, YOU get the side where your wish comes true. Just to clarify.)

And may your week be filled with way more WOOTS than WOOFS!