Convenience Store Lunch
Even though I am a damn Yankee and a stubborn, independent strong woman- it absolutely thrills me when a man opens a door for me. Any door. Particularly when I hear a “Yes Ma’am” after I have proclaimed “Oh! Thank you!”
Even though I am a damn Yankee and a stubborn, independent strong woman- it absolutely thrills me when a man opens a door for me. Any door. Particularly when I hear a “Yes Ma’am” after I have proclaimed “Oh! Thank you!”
Had to share that. There’s just something to be said to be loved so hard and so much by two such remarkable people. I am such a lucky woman.
Poking around looking at some travel news this photo popped up on CNN’s travel photo of the day. Talk about personality! I feel like I can actually hear a voice this turtle would have. So adorable.
All I could think of was this good ol’ 80’s song when I saw this overused poster was up at a local watering hole I went to with some guy pals of mine recently.
…things which have once been in contact with each other continue to act on each other at a distance after the physical contact has been severed.
I ate brunch at this yummy little spot this morning. Here’s the hand washing sign they had planted near the sink in the Alice in Wonderland like upstairs bathroom. A cute alternative to the typical black and white typed sign owners usually hang.
I am so jealous of these guys. (Jealous is one word I do not use lightly.) Talk about them doing EXACTLY what I want to do! I’ve got to find a way to do what they are. Still trying to figure it all out. Hmmm….any advice, thoughts are welcome.
I was recently having drinks with a one of those people who has come into my life as a complete pleasant surprise. One of those who would’ve thought we’d get along so well people. I love these kinds of surprises. They are the best. No wonder why we agreed how much we both loved the movie American Beauty. He reminded me of the couch line:
I swear I do not pay rent at Starbucks. I do however like to work away hidden in the corner quite a bit. (It sure beats sitting in my office!) As I sit here this morning, a couple walks in with a TEENY new baby. After they settled and got their drinks the Dad picked up the baby to feed him a bottle and as the little boy is eating away the Dad is rocking back and forth talking to him:
I saw this program a bit ago and thought it sounded pretty fantastic. The NFL isn’t just over-paying athletes and entertaining us, they’re encouraging kids to get at least 60 minutes of exercise a day too. Check out NFL PLAY 60, a campaign to get kids healthy and active by going outside to play. I’m a big fan of programs like this and say hats off to the NFL for creating one of them. I’m wondering though, what happened to that simple and automatic get off the bus after school, rush inside the house, change into grass-stained torn jeans (AKA “play clothes”) and run around with your siblings and neighbors until dark. When did kids stop playing kick-ball for 4 hours straight in their play clothes?