Saturday, August 14, 2010

Dia numero Trois.

Greetings Californians! Lucky stinkers, it is barely 9:36 pm in the Golden State and past midnight over here in the Big Apple. My watch is still on California time...I guess it's just hard for me to accept that I am on the other side of the country, civilization, progression and the beautiful West Coast. I am getting nostalgic! I may yet turn on the waterworks... the floods have been threatening to spill forth from my awe-struck eyes for days. But nostalgic is what I am feeling as I listen to the Postal Service. In case you cared:

nos·tal·gia

  
[no-stal-juh, -jee-uh, nuh-]  Show IPA
–noun
1.
a wistful desire to return in thought or in fact to a formertime in one's life, to one's home or homeland, or to one'sfamily and friends; a sentimental yearning for the happinessof a former place or time: a nostalgia for his college days.
Well, stop holding your breath! Here is the outline of my day: Woke up late (10 again...and it does not really help that I rationalize a few more minutes - rather, hours. really.i'm horrible.) by looking at my unchanged-because-I-can't-let-go-of-my-last-reminder-of-California watch and saying to myself "Well this is an ungodly hour to be waking up anyway!" I eventually woke up, got ready, went to Target and bought the cutest shoes from Tarjay! AHhhhh..so tired and just fell asleep, look for an update on the morrow!! Picture:

We are all Home Alone aficionados at home... I couldn't resist.

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