He was right.
Besides conversations with loveable homeless men, lately I've been up to...
lunches with fabulous friends
art shows
practically giving my stuff away for free at a garage sale
helping old man carry couch at said garage sale and walking into a lamp, receiving instant blood blister. Ew.
bridal showers for one friend
and wedding planning with another from a few states over
walks downtown
finding icing tips, deciding to decorate a cake, only to write the word bamboozle in pink icing
singing/screeching Grease, The Sound of Music, Oklahoma, and songs like Ain't No Mountain High Enough while doing the dishes with my mom
"cleaning"/reminiscing
working on a screen printing project/lingerie party gift for another (yes, third friend I've mentioned) who's getting married. It's going to be awesome. I'll share it with ya when I'm finished.
gearing up for a baseball game this Friday with old friends from Paris
and a Michael Buble concert next week courtesy of my best friend.
Now... if I was a fabulous blogger then I would have photos to illustrate everything I just told you, however, I am too busy enjoying these things to remember to pause and take a photo.
I promise, I'll try harder.
P.S. don't forget to let me know your words for Mad Libs. I've already read some of them and they're pretty gosh darn funny.
I had a similar sort-of-freaky-but-in-an-amazing-way experience with a homeless man back when I as in high school. I was having a bad day and I guess I must've really looked it because on the bus ride home a scruffy man sitting across from me leaned over, caught my eye, and said in this really kind, soft voice, "Chin up, Prom Queen. You've got beautiful eyes big enough to see it's never as bad as you think." Then he got up and got off the bus. I never forgot it.
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