Hello, sweet readers, and welcome to the end of another week!
It has been a long, long week.
A week in which the bulk of my time was spent laying, quite still, in my bed,
done in by a pinched something or other in my back.
The week hasn't been without discoveries, though. Like, I learned that daytime tv really, really sucks.
And I learned that Anthony Bourdain is a really, really good writer.
I learned that I can, quite literally, eat Edie's frozen coconut bars all day long, and that doing so with a spoon is an advisable tactic when eating frozen coconut bars in bed.
I learned that I need a pedicure. Desperately.
And I learned, somewhere during the time spent laying, quite still, in my bed,
that you can pretty much type the name of any famous, hot guy into google image search, and eventually,
a picture of said hot guy sitting on a toilet will appear.
But I'm up now, and very carefully about. And about to take a very handsome little man on a choo-choo ride to go and see the music.
(The music in this instance being the band Gomez. And the show? It's free. And at noon.)
Not too shabby an end to such a long long week.
Wishing you a slow and steady weekend, my sweets!