woke up with shiny flippy hair (maybe that whole olive oil/honey in my eyes pinterest disaster was actually worth it....?) my hair is sooo long. like soooooooooo L-O-N-G!!! all that hair-pulling and vitamin-taking and not-hair-cutting finally paid off
pored over eyelash curler reviews (completely overwhelming and confusing... it seems some curlers are shaped just for asian eyes...?)
checked the dirtiest cities in America and crossed my fingers Massachusetts wouldn't make the list and i'd totally regret moving here (it didn't.... but Connecticut did a couple of times so surely we are a little bit dirty by osmosis..?)
drove Danny to school and accidentally cut someone off in the drive-thru line - who i would later find myself sitting opposite at the Mommy breakfast (gasp. i did apologize. like 23,000 times :)
drove to the gym. parked. then went to Target instead ;) post-breakfast exercise just sounded like a REALLY bad idea ;) cruising the aisles of Target checking out each and every eyelash curler: sooooo much better :)
passed soooo many shopping carts full of disgruntled small children and felt completely and utterly thankful that that chapter of my life is over. yes i'm sure, Natalie Merchant, that those are days i'll remember. but mainly because of the PTSD ;)
ate 20 blueberries and an apple
favorited ALL Taylor Swift's Big Sur pics (she likes Big Sur too!!)
applied for a job at a hospital. but only because i want to work for a doctor who looks like George Clooney in ER circa 1998 ;)
found a playlist on spotify titled feeling gravitys pull.... someone made me a R.E.M. playlist.... that's supernaturally superseriously sweet :)
i looooooooove her.
even though the below horizon makes me a little lot crazzzzzzzzzzzzy.
instagram has a straightening thingie!!
bunnies and chicks have taken over the Christmas Tree Shops!!!
beignets
i live at the corner of smart and small :)
slightly obsessed with curling and straightening and straightening and curling
dear snow, are you e-v-e-r going to melt??????!!!
because there are like 17 million crocuses and snowdrops and bluebells
under you just waiting to bloom!
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