listening
to David Bowie. he's the sole reason i own so many red shoes..... i love him: always have, always will. i want to have tea and cake with him at Tea and Sympathy and talk in Englishisms in a super English accent about things only English people would know about :)
waiting
still bloody waiting for the shoes i ordered in my sleep to arrive. it's been 10 days!!!!
loving
kate spade. a little bit more today than yesterday but not as much as tomorrow.
feeling
a little sunburnt. but in the best warm-not-sore way. and better! much much much much better!! you know what's harder than being on a third grade field trip back to the 1600s and the Mayflower (which caused me to be woefully seasick yet still docked?) doing it all with the craziest never-ending stomach flu :|
disliking
that Hilaria Baldwin. and thinking bad bad dark thoughts about her train track yoga pose ;)
teetering
on the fence still about that Morrissey concert. my head wants to go to Boston. my heart wants to go to Brooklyn.....
Danny claims he and this girl are arch enemies... hmmmmmmmmmmmmm
he found a frog (what on earth would i do if he was a mean-to-animals little boy???!)
i opened this book and there was the man carving. totally cool!
on the Mayflower
the poop deck: hilarious at any age but especially when you're in third grade
looking for his way to the 16th century
at the Big Cheese. the best pasta sauce everrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
omg he could walk WAAAAY better than me in those shoes :(
sorry Ocean State Job Lots... it could have been MUCH worse
what would Jesus do? go to Cape Cod, that's what
Cuffy's: cutest favoritest loveliest store
twas the perfect beach day
with Kream N Kone and icecream everything!
he even bought me the miter saw of my dreams. awwww!
