Saturday, August 24, 2019
No Plastic Bag Humor In CT
Don’t forget your bags...I must say 9 out of 10 times I am the girl who spends 10 cents on each paper bag. Because who can remember to bring in a bag?!
Let It Find You...
Whatever I ever loved I stumbled upon. Like it fell infront of me out of no where. Times when I searched hard it felt unnatural. Now I say I surrender. If it comes let it. If it doesn’t so be it. Let it find me. Let it find you.
Let your soul be at peace and happy at any stage of your life. Let what’s meant for you come naturally. Like no matter what happens it can’t keep you apart. You wake up and go to bed thinking of it.
Trust me...magical things happen everyday. Pay attention to what’s around you. Pay attention to the signs. To what makes you smile. What makes your heart happy.
After all the chaos in life it’s nice to know what’s meant for you will always find it’s way to you!
Know Your Worth...
Nothing at all is actually better than a little. Let me explain...
The whole time when you’re getting a little you’re holding on to false hope that you brought upon yourself that it will get better. Thinking it can be a little more and guess what you won’t get it from that person. It’s about letting go to find that one that wants to give you it all. It’s about saying I don’t deserve just a little of your time or attention or love or friendship or respect. I deserve the whole freaking thing. If someone can’t or isn’t willing to give you the whole freaking thing then have enough courage and love for your own self to say I rather have nothing at all.
Everyone Leaves A Mark
Everyone leaves a Mark. I was talking to a friend who said this. It’s deep and true. You’re a wise man I replied. I feel the same way. Our journey with people tend to come to an end but we ride it out with them hoping it will change. It doesn’t. Things start to get weird and hard and anger sets in and pain and it’s like enough. We needed to close our chapter when we still had peace in our hearts towards one another.
We have a lot to learn.
Bring Out The Child In You
Heal anything you have in your life that is holding you back from having a normal, healthy, relationship. Not just with a guy but with everyone in your life. Bring out the child in you and be happy.
When Your Best Friend Comes Home....
There’s no words to describe when your best friend texts, “ save the date I am coming home.” It’s like a big warm hug. She’s the type I can tell anything too. Judge free zone but always gives me her honest advice and you know what.. I love the people in my life that can do that.
Don’t tell me what I want to hear. Tell me what I need to hear.
Sono has changed in the last 3 months since she has been home. We checked out the new rooftop bars which I love so much and she loved too.
I introduced her to the Burrata and let me tell you Harlan Public in Sono got it right. I am a sucker for pesto. So when my friend who works there brought out the dish I just smiled at him knowing that this would
be good. I honestly didn’t know she never tried it. It’s my favorite.I always explain it’s a type of meal that messes with your head. You think it will be warm because it’s melted and gooey inside but it’s actually chilled cold. Inside is like a creamy ricotta cheese filling. It’s delicious. I love when people try it for the first time around me. The expression is always the same “Oh Wow”
Then we ordered their tempura shrimp. I actually crave this dish. It’s a little sweet but not too much. It’s perfectly tempura but not too heavy. Maybe like a General Tso texture. Amazing! Shrimp is meaty. She kept saying I am only going to have one more. We couldn’t finish it that’s how much we got.
These are both appetizers but large enough to be a meal.
We all need feel good people in our life. The type that can be our everything type of people. Night in, night out, happy times, sad times. Real in your face truths that you don’t want to hear. Real encouragement that you love to hear.
I always say I hope my girls find a friendship like ours. 32 years and still going strong.
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