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Elie stumbled upon some glitter stars sprinkled on the kitchen counter and sink… a few were on the sponge we use to wash dishes. “Ugh…. my worst nightmare- this stuff never goes away, I hate it in the kitchen.” he said “oh please, these are big glitters, not the powder fine stuff – this is not your worst nightmare.” He acknowledged the truth in my statement. But then I realized something else… “actually,” I said, “your worst nightmare is your world with no glitter in it at all.” He looked at me with a mix of rolled eyes and something resembling amusement. Happy Father’s Day. To elie and all the dudes who trade their hate of glitter for their love of a sparkly woman.
Surprised one of my closest, oldest friends by showing up at his birthday party in NYC when he thought I was in San Diego. Love how we look like an awesome lesbian couple in this pic. π€£π€£π€£π€£also loved how the last 8 months of boot camp had me dancing with my core muscles engaged in a way I’ve never experienced. Even drunkish I didn’t lose my balance… that’s hot. πππΌππΌππΌ πͺπΌ
Putting away suitcases above high closet I stumbled upon a tightly folded piece of paper in the back corner of the shelf. Unfolded it to find this “check to myself” belonging to the previous tenants of this house. 100 miiiiilllion dollars. They didn’t date the check (I would’ve- the universe needs clear instructions!!! details!!! deadlines!!!!) but I put it on my fridge… deciding if it actually means anything in my life (thinking not) but amused by it nonetheless…
Banana Pants, don’t care. ? ? ? ?? ?? ?
Inspiration for a Tuesday
