I came home to a mailbox full of happiness today!
A cute Halloween picture of my cousin’s kids and a forgotten little treasure from 2004 a friend bought me.
I love love love real mail.
Which I define as anything that’s not mail — even if it’s just a Netflix.
I switched out all my clothes this weekend. My sun dresses, skirts, and bathing suits are all packed up. Hoodies, sweaters, corduroy pants… and slipper socks… are in. Nothing better than really ugly striped slipper socks.
Oh Crock Pot, how I love you! Thanks for slaving away all day so I could eat some chili the second I walked in the door!
Nothing like parallel parking on a kind of busy street on the first shot, one back up, no maneuvering.
I looked up from my kindle after 50 minutes on the train and saw this… welcome to the weekend!