Fridays Letters

There's a funny story that goes along with this glass...

I'm a lil slow on the uptake sometimes.

Most of the time I realize I'm not understanding something and I will go quiet.

Rarely am I quiet, that's your first clue.

This wasn't my wine glass, but I thought it looked pretty.

I was with friends and they started talking about how that would be a cool idea for a wedding favors.

Apparently I wasn't totally paying attention.

We had friends that did this with shot glasses at their wedding.

They finished the convo and I jumped in about our friends wedding...

The table went quiet and then they informed me that while I was in la la land, they had just had that exact convo. Literally word for word.

My subconscious must have been listening.

Insert red face... 

::Friday's Letters::

Dear Self: please stop embarrassing yourself. Dear Mr Police Officer: Thanks for not pulling me over last night, but tailing me forever thus inducing a panic attack:/ Okay it wasn't forever, but still!  Dear Gavin: I'm glad you will live after your minor scratch from the doggy that just wanted to play with you. Dear House: You are freezing in the morning, brr! Dear snuggly warm bed: We have a date tonight, repeat of last night! Dear Hunger Games Movie: Please be everything I am expecting tomorrow! Dear Monkey: Even though your ornery, I love you to pieces! Dear boy who is surprising me in every way possible: You confuse me sometimes. You keep me guessing. Keep doing it, I am loving it. Youre my fav:)

That's it, peace out my little rabbits!

Have a super weekend:)

besos!