Dear Little Man that runs the store downstairs at work….I love that no matter what my bill is, you always turn it into hundreds. “One banana….that’s two hundred dollars!” I also love that you always laugh at your own joke when I respond “That’s a pricey banana!” Dear Atlanta Weather….is this a joke? You already gave us a 100% rainy July 4th. For the love of
please notice the perfect sun surrounding the holiday days
Dear Ashley....You need to work on your work wardrobe. I think it's that time in life when your tank top to blouse ratio should be moving in the opposite direction than what your closet currently portrays.
Dear Saltyard…While you were a lovely restaurant,I've decided that nothing gives me more anxiety than going somewhere where I don’t know what anything is on the menu. I mean panzanella, gruyere, gnocchi…what is this stuff? And is it on top of something – like chicken? Clearly I was not meant for the well-to-do-life #passthebeansandfranks. Dear the alignment on this post...We fought all morning and apparently, you won...well at least the top half of this post won.
Dear Friends....it's been a busy, insane week!
What are you plans for labor day?!