MB and I took the time to go out and get some well needed
(and deserved) coffee at Tate Street Coffee a few nights ago.
We got to enjoy an extremely loud guy who we could
hear from across the coffee shop.
I could tell you every single one of his life stories,
not only because he was talking so flipping loud
but because he told the stories 3 times,
each time to a different group of girls....
she spent her time drawing and I spent my time reading
modern magazines and fantasizing about my future house
and all the furniture I'm going to buy at Ikea for it :)
possibly my favorite magazine article that I've read in awhile,
comparing all the Real Housewives to Danielle from
my guilty pleasure of a show, New Jersey Housewives.
I'm sad to see the second season go but man,
Danielle is just insaaaaaaaane.
Love this girl and all our adventures :)
so blessed to have her as my best friend
(and she still claims me even when I
reenact what loud costumers are talking about,
like birds hitting windshields, multiple times,
in the middle of the city. Did I mention
this guy was loud... cause he is and I'm pretty sure
after I got done with things,
he knows it too.)