Today, I am happier than a bird with a french fry.
And not just any old fry–mind you–but Disco Fries (with cheese & gravy!)
My BGFE (best-guy-friend-ever) just gave me the ultimate business card (above) from a real, live SPY! I am completely adopting/adapting as it’s exactly where I’m at right now.
He also came over and installed a shower massage in my tub. I may never leave the house again 🙂
I just don’t understand why, in the 21st century, all showers don’t automatically come with them? They’re so necessary and pleasant… and you get SO LITTLE in NYC apartments. Seriously. I live in a stairwell for $2750–you’d think they’d at least throw in a handheld shower to make up for the fact that the bathroom is in the kitchen and I can turn my neighbor’s TV off with my remote. PLUS, now that the Mets are winning, New Yorkers everywhere need to be able to get in those hard to reach places…
Gotta love the underdog. Go METS!!!
I’m also on a new project… very dear to my person because it’s cause-related instead of writing about the Kardashians… and how women now love Kim K because prego… she’s like the Hindenburg… just like the rest of us. Here’s a hint of it:
Lastly, and this is quasi-nsfw… I don’t know why, but these v-mojis designed by Erin Tobey made me so laugh-happy…
I think… based on all those years of poring over Our Bodies, Ourselves… I’m bottom row center… Kind’a flowery. Which va-jay-jay are you? Don’t be shy New York 🙂
xoxo – gg