In Living Color
I’m all about my neighborhood. Really love being a part of it. I’ll be writing much more on this post soon. For now I will tease with; Soul food, slaves and sweet blind neighbors.
I’m all about my neighborhood. Really love being a part of it. I’ll be writing much more on this post soon. For now I will tease with; Soul food, slaves and sweet blind neighbors.
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: