Let’s be real here. I get granola FOMO sometimes. For what seems like a few years now, I’ve oogled at granola parfaits and granola bars and always got bummed out that there weren’t any brands that suited our dietary needs.
I get my groceries delivered, it’s true. There is no shame in my game. I can’t handle the food store. Yes I do small trips here and there when I only need to pick up a few items. I like the ease of ordering online and having them delivered to my doorstep before I even get my morning coffee. Yes, I am aware how ridiculous that is.
GUYS! I’m typing this from a couch. MY COUCH! We ditched our old, tattered couch at the dump back in Philly. When we came to Cali, we spent about one week without a couch. There was lots of laying on the floor, propping ourselves up against walls, and creative sitting. Turns out it takes a while to order furniture, get it delivered, etc. etc. Welp, our couch arrived and I’m sitting on it 🙂
I feel like there isn’t enough coffee in the world some days. Hello coffee coffee coffee. Does anyone have any tricks? What puts a pep in your step midday? I hit a wall.
Our car is done. Like RIP, crossed over to the other side, there’s no coming back. Done. It’s a navy blue Mercury Grand Marquis (fabric top) that was gifted from Jaryd’s grandmother when she decided to stop driving. We call it the boat (or land yacht) and it has served us well for the last five-ish years. It has generated countless conversations with strangers, intrigued by why we are driving this automobile that is usually most popular in the AARP Seniors crowd…