This weekend was probably one of the best I’ve had in a while. Who doesn’t love bare-footed friends huddled on a blanket in the park eating teddy grahams and chips from an obnoxiously loud compostable bag? And where else will I find a group of twenty year olds roasting a veggie medley over a bonfire? Somewhere between spicy guacamole and sticky smores I thought to myself… ‘I have the greatest friends in the world. ’ And then I was shaken from serenity when a certain Courtney Gorman nearly set someone on fire.
In other news, my car shopping situation is still stuck in a ridiculous and seemingly endless catch-22 and spiraling south. No… further than Texas… it’s more like a block away from the pit of Hades. If anyone happens to happen upon a lump sum of around $6k, hook a sistuh up. Good news? I did give away the blue ribbon for the “Rudest and Most Tactless Car Salesman of the Century” award last night. In the midst of yet another jaw-dropping insult, I drew a mental blueprint and contemplated folding his business card into an airplane and flying it between his eyes.
Lastly, Tim will be out of town this E N T I R E weekend. Feel free to entertain me. Small unicyclists in onesies juggling monkeys eating flaming bananas usually does the trick. No pun intended.
i sure do love you, and i love reading your writing.
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