happy place & happy fourth.
happy place & happy fourth.
I was thisclose to walking out the door with the only outfit I’ll need all weekend,
that would have been real bad.
Happy Fourth weekend - if you’re looking for me I will most likely be the loud one chanting USA! USA! U-S-A! handing out drinks.
taking the boat to the vineyard for lunch;
tying up to some neighbors blasting Carlos Santana;
Woodchuck Granny Smith Apple;
launch driver accepting payment in Corona Light;
a return trip with only one engine but plenty of belly laughs;
Coppertone spf 8;
rinse & repeat in 1.5 business days.
I have known to be rather dramatic a time or two (or hundred) but g.damn if we aren’t a bunch of lucky SOBs.
official theme song summer 2k12:
J. Bieber & Nicki Minaj, Beauty And A Beat
with friday & with summer & with you.
Come on Friday.
ps: if you are bad at geography that is Cape Cod as taken from a spaceship and or aircraft & if you squint really hard you can see me parked in my usual spot on the tricep right before the elbow.
oh. my love for sangria knows absolutely zero bounds.
Katelyn: for Falmouth?
emphasis mine; words hers.
Take care of yourself, because it’s no one elses’ job, and because, no one else has to. You can make other people feel good once your own insides are sorted out. When you’re at peace with yourself and your place in the world, you are easier to be around. Calmer, more composed. Friendly and encouraging and without bitterness or envy or irritation.
You forgive yourself for last week and tell yourself you can do anything this week, and you’re right. Parent yourself. Be chest-burstingly proud of who you are. You should probably take a nap if you’re tired. Sweetheart, if that boy’s being mean to you, stay away from him. You look really nice today.
once upon a time,
a blonde and a redhead met in boston, toured the city, watched the sox, got a tan, flirted with boys, didn’t take enough pictures, drank too many drinks, fell in love and lived happily ever after.
today is my friday.
my internet friend visits tomorrow.
weekend plans include but not limited to: duck tour, original cheers, sox game, beach day, twisted teas, patio bbq, blogger brunch, hangover.
nothing in life has been more relevant to my interests before this link.
thanks girlfriend for knowing the only thing I enjoy more than drinking wine is drinking wine while sunning my cheeks on a patio.
day one of summer =
roofs & pants
today is the first official day of summer (!!!!!!)
so, without further adieu I present to you:
to me, you are perfect.
“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees— just as things grow fast in movies — I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.”
— The Great Gatsby
patience is not one of my (many amazing) attributes.
on my way home from work last night I popped into the LOFT to see if they had the skirt I ordered.
those people who save new clothes for special occasions? not one of those people.
[mom: wearing it with wedges and a cardigan, take it easy, not the office hussy]
Did you know JB’s new album came out today? And that I lifted my iTunes spending freeze just for this one song? It’s lovely & makes my heart swoon,
hashtag forever in seventh-grade.
Justin Bieber, Fall