I made coffee that's too weak this morning. Too lazy to remake more.
The house is very quiet. Quinn took the boys camping. Except for Beex who wanted to sleep with me. I consented and slept with feet in my face all night.
I can make a really good S'mores. Toasting the sandwich over the fire on fork tongs to melt the chocolate is essential.
Again, wanting a haircut. Short and choppy.
I would love to find a pair of nude stilleto heels. I've been looking for them everywhere. Tried to look for them online but got discouraged. Do not Google Nude/Camel Stilletos. I think I screamed out loud. Quinn said, "Type Shoes! Just type shoes!".
I haven't been to the thrift store since Tuesday. I think I'm having withdrawals.
Birmingham was named as the most indulgent city this week on the Today Show. Really? I'd like to know how they did their research. Just not seeing it.
My birthday is this week and I will turn 33. I'm getting crow's feet and I have a dimple on my face that used to not be there. Oh, and more weird facial hair. Fabulous.
Three weeks and two days until we move.
Gotta get "bekfast" for the sweet cheeks Beex.