This past weekend was probably the best weekend I’ve had in a long time:
The sun was shining, the birds were singing, I saw a tree completely covered in little white flowers.
Friday night I ate ice cream until my stomach hurt.
Saturday, I went to have lunch with grandma, for a long walk around Central Park with Dan and then at night I was at Solas celebrating Kristhina’s birthday. I had a VERY good night. My favorite part (that I can write about at least) was running into the Republican ex and his fashion impaired also Republican girlfriend. One of the things that mystify me about men is how it is that they can be with someone and shamelessly flirt with somebody else…even if that is the dreaded liberal ex... hmmm…
Anyway, on Sunday, Margherita and I were at the street fair in Union Square, where we proceeded to eat everything, and then we went to a BBQ at Eve’s place where we had the chance to chill with some pretty amazing people and then eat some more.
I have a new real-life role model: Sandy.
I love it when it’s warm. I’m in such good mood!
The other day I picked up My Sister’s Keeper, a book by Jodi Picault. After days of reading every free moment I had, I finally finished the book today right before my lunch break.
I spent the following hour crying hysterically.
It’s been a while since any publication has had that kind of effect on me. Needless to say, I highly recommend it. Should you choose to read it, when you get to page 400 go get yourself some tissues. Once you get to the end, before you consider killing yourself because you are so damn depressed, give me a call.
Alright that’s enough for now. I want a cookie.
me : )