So, Sunday was Mother's Day, and after being brought the paper, I turned to the Horoscope section. Yes, I read them, to the dismay of my brother "how can a fortune possibly be for the millions born that month?" to which I reply, "it rotates people, someday, it will be my day." A habit of mine, and I just like it for laughs, but sometimes coincidence really happens.
Pickled Tink, a super adorable blonde (you should see her engagement photos on her blog) that has a lovely vintage shop with all the shabby chic trimmings a girl could want. Creamy whites, yes, rusty chippy stuff, yes, so perfect. I have always wanted to go in there, but not the shop for two mini men...(that I always have on my trips into town)...sigh. Don't even get me started on 41Taylor. A deliciously charming house, made just for parties. Gorgeous. I want to live there! Just wait and see. One day, I vow to get a real photo shoot done of the girls (garland) there.
So pardon me, while I do my little happy dance!