c is for cupcakes.

You may be tired of me talking about them, but cupcakes are absolutely the bomb. [Sidenote: not sure if saying "the bomb" is currently en vogue, but I'm going to use it anyway.]

This cupcake blog has me utterly inspired. I see baking in my future...

{mingmakescupcakes}

I'm currently at the most delightful beach house in Florida. And I'll be here all week. Life really is quite delightful at the moment. Although, my skin got rather red today and kind of feels like it's on fire...hmm...more sunscreen tomorrow.

I'll remember to take pictures.

{poppytalk}

Happy New Week.

living the post-grad life...

So I'm graduated. It happened. It was rather lengthy and I was pretty thirsty the entire time, but it was also very epic in a very wonderful way. However, in short, I recommend graduation to everyone.

So now I'm a college graduate. And this week I have absolutely no responsibilities. It's fabulous.

So here's what I'm going to do:

*Make some homemade Poptarts (thanks, smittenkitchen!)

{smittenkitchen}

*Mess around with design things. Just for fun, not for grades. Just cause I can.

{100layercake}

*Buy some flowers.

{thesartorialist}

*Take lots of pictures. I don't think I document my life as well as I should.

{poppytalk}

*Eat some cake.

{projectwedding}

*Finish my dang afghan! SO close! So close! SO CLOSE!

I worked on it a bit today. Hanna Melara can testify to this.

{emmalamb}

Any other recommendations?

done.

Just like that, we're done with college.

sam & toby

My best friend, Katie, and I love the sadly no-longer-on-the-air TV show, The West Wing. We often have epic, epic West Wing marathons and have become rather fond of the characters and often enjoy likening ourselves to them in certain situation.

Right now we are Sam and Toby: Under Pressure Writing Duo.

Katie (Sam - because she is the dreamer and has more hair) has a huge article due in a few hours. She's 300 words away.

Audrey (Toby - because I am older and also because of aforementioned less hair than Katie) is sitting close for things like moral support, synonyms and general ra-ra.

If you never watch West Wing, this may not make much sense to you. Sorry.

Sam:

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Toby:

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Happy Wednesday.

p.s.

{flickr}

Today I got some purple tulips from a boy.

He is 4 years old.

It made my day like you wouldn't believe.

the 5 "d"s...

Guess what? Finals aren't fun.

Yes, this is a rather duh-ish thing to say, but it doesn't make it any less true.

Here are the Audrey's Stages of Dealing with Finals:

1.) Disbelief: "Um, what? Finals? Already? What? Huh?"

2.) Depression: "The world is a cold, cold place and also horrible for inflicting such a troubling, horrid time upon a poor person such as me."

3.) Denial: "Yeah, who studies anymore?"

4.) Diligence: "Quick! Get good grades!"

5.) Diversions: "Hey, youtube is fun...and Starbucks and friends and brunch and blogging..."

I'm currently on the last "D." It's actually a very fun place to be, especially on the weekend when it seems somewhat justified...

Here are a few of my favorite distractions:

{design sponge}

{seesaw}

{sharesomecandy}

{dressingontheside}

{jordanmagicsager}

tux + crocs

My father is a classical pianist. He loves it. And he's also not half bad at it, too. Tonight he played a Schumann piano concerto. He was great. He also wore a tux and snazzy black Crocs [he recently had ankle surgery so he can't wear "real shoes." His words, not mine].

How cool is my dad?

{piano photo; Croc photo}