Today I met a friend for walking and lunch and praline lattes at a place that looks exactly like this:
While there, we pulled out some coloring books and did a little of this:
As I was shooting breezes, Jeff was walking down the street to an estate sale, where he scored this for a dollar:
Also, I spun, I did yoga, I picked up sticks and branches in the front yard, and I smelled like a bowl of Fruity Pebbles. I almost feel like life is MC Honky-ing me today…
3 thoughts on “It should be the final day in February, but it’s not!”
I would like your life, please.
Jeff rocks. That’s an awesome score.
Wow, a published (and acclaimed, it appears) result of NaNoWriMo. Impressive!
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