29, so far:

it's been an awful week.

i've given my blog {and readers} bare minimum, maintenance level love

and i have the blog stats this week prove it.

they're pathetic.

can you tell?

i'd like to tell you it's because i've been so terribly busy with things, keeping me away from the computer,

but 990 blog posts in the last two years reminds me that i make time to blog no matter the time.

{except i have been terribly busy with things.  gooood things like birthday things and work things.  all good things.  but for some reason, completely atypical of aubry fashion, all the good has been minimized to nothing and the bad is still glaring its bright lights in my face.}

i'm 29 years + four days old today.

so far, in year 29, i've had THREE very worthy cry spells.

i was nearly irreparable last night before the rcpm show, and bestie jen could tell.... all the way.

"are you okay?"

"yeah, i'm fine. i am."

la-ti-da.

another hour goes by.

"you're not okay. i can tell."

"i know."

in spite of that, i rocked out.

and bopped my head and tapped my foot appropriately.

if this is how it's going to be,

i kindly request a full refund on 29.

i'll even give back the anthropologie gift cards.

p.s.  before you ask, watch this. that has something {most everything} to do with it.

in other news, could william + kate's wedding be any more exciting?

i've scheduled a day off to park myself in front of the tv and swoon as it goes down in all of it's regal glory.