This week was for sleepy boys, sleepy chihuahuas, half-price hair stuff, cookies bigger than your head, yummy shrimp and asparagus, spending my Friday nights sitting outside with David, drinking hot hazelnut coffee, soaking up sun at the park, and looking back on long-dead memories.
This week was also for realization. There has been an enormous amount of change in my life this year. I rang in the new year single, depressed, hurt, and just all-around feeling like shit. I dreaded the thought of another year just like the last three. Full of disappointment and heartbreak over & over & over. But you know what? I made it through the Winter all by myself, and it turns out that I don't need a man to be happy. I don't think I ever really did, and I'm proud of myself for deciding not to waste anymore time. Dodging a bullet that big is truly an amazing feeling.
This week was for a much-needed rainy day in the LBC.
This week was for girlfriends, which I wish I had more of. The ones I do have are pretty badass ladies though.
I mean, how hot is my friend Liz here?! I've always been a girl's girl. I will never steal your boyfriend, I will never backstab you unless you truly truly truly deserve it, I will never betray you. I go out of my way to be as sweet as I can to every girl I meet, but I get the bitch vibe in return more often than not. Oh well. I guess they just don't make 'em like they used to.
This week was for hippie circles. Wasting the afternoons away talking and laughing.
This week was for yummy food to cheer me up.
This week was for getting all dressed up for the movies, and finding out there's no tickets left.
This week was for putting my guy friends through hell for my personal entertainment.
This week was for flowers.
This week was for being nice to the weird kid. And getting a love letter afterwards. Oops.