Hola! I looked through my phone to see what pics I could share with you. I regret to say that if you judged me by my phone photos, you would find me SO boring. (Does this mean I am boring in real life? Are we our phones? Existential crisis coming in 3…2…1…)
The first photo is a beautiful scene that I saw at the bottom of my hot chocolate mug one morning. Behold the art, Amber. I did that with mere gulping - NO HANDS.
The second one: Stacy won a free night in a Disneyland hotel, so on Saturday I joined her and her roommates (Allison pictured) for a pub crawl through California Adventure before crashing for the night at the Grand Californian. Fun right?! I wish you could have been there. I’m wearing a top hat because there’s a dance party over by the Monsters, Inc. ride that is Mad Hatter themed. As you know, I am one part Fred Astaire and one part dollar store pimp; the plastic white top hat really captures my essence.
Finally, one night last week I was so tremendously sad that being alone made my hands shake. So I more or less demanded that Stacy invite me over and buy this pizza for me. The crust is cups of cheese. It was not refreshing, hopeful or healing, but I won’t tell you it wasn’t satisfying.
PS Whenever I think of Fred Astaire I think of the little head shake he does at 1:20 in this video and a tiny crush flower blooms in my rib bones.