Friday – Go work out. Actually, this isn’t that great
because it hurts like hell but it means you can order the sushi with the
crunchy shrimp and fried chicken. And, yes, that is better than and as good as
it sounds, depending on what you’re thinking. Plus it’s called “Hot Chick” so
you hope you are what you eat.
Saturday – Try a new breakfast place where, because it’s
closer to noon, you order crab fondue with a crawfish/gouda omelet. Fall in
love with cheese for the billionth time. Visit some antique stores and find
really creepy things, either because it’s Halloween or because the store owners
are just kind of creepy. Hope it’s the former. Meet some friends for a little
free outdoor music and pet shy dogs. Spend a much-needed evening at home
watching one bad movie and one heart-breaking movie while drinking bourbon.
Sunday – Go to the dog park and meet adorable squishy,
smooshy faces while continually scolding your dog for humping anything on four
legs that walks by. Have a fabulous brunch before driving around incredibly beautiful
neighborhoods, witness a stunning sunset, and finish up the evening eating ice
cream before Walking Dead takes a turn for the really gross.
Curl up in bed with adorable puppies, a new book, and
complete gratitude for taking leaps of faith and carving a new life. Recognize
that it’s possible to fall in love with a place and your own life.
0 comments:
Post a Comment