lunch on cloud nine
The truth is I disliked my first bite of cloud bread. It was eggy and spongy, and I just couldn’t imagine eating it with much of anything. Luckily, I’m a glutton for punishment and I was going to give it another shot.
The truth is I disliked my first bite of cloud bread. It was eggy and spongy, and I just couldn’t imagine eating it with much of anything. Luckily, I’m a glutton for punishment and I was going to give it another shot.
I stop at every crosswalk because cars can drive away, but not stopping could mean that I never run again.
My heart breaks as I’m biting my tongue to try to not to rush to F’s defence; letting him cry it out when he’s done wrong and had to be disciplined; watching him try to fix things for himself.
Pro-tip: Buy the Mouse ears. You’ll be glad. (I promise.)
Tomorrow morning, RomCom and I are hopping on a plane at stupid o’clock in the morning to head to the Sunshine State. Oh, and we’re going solo. F will be staying at home, with my (rockstar) Mum for a week. Being the bundle of excitement I am, I happily shared my travel plans with friends,… Continue reading who says?