I had the longest work day every yesterday. Not because I stayed for thirteen hours or anything, but because from the second I stepped foot in the building, everything caught fire. Holy. Moly. And thank God it's Friday. I have Blond John in town, and we're going to OKC tomorrow to visit my Memaw. Sometimes I think we're almost physically unable to sit still.
Stuff I Wrote
+ It was my birthday and I turned thirty. Hashtag best year ever.
Stuff I Didn't Write, But It Doesn't Suck, So Whatever
+ My sweet friend Dr. J is an emergency room doctor. He has a friend who is a neonatal specialist who was sent in to take care of the new baby gorilla delivered via cesarean at the San Diego Zoo. He texted me this picture:
And suddenly, I question all of my life and career choices. I WANNA PLAY WITH GORILLAS IN DIAPERS WHY THE HELL AM I A LAWYER.
+ This is a baby monkey getting his first bath. Obviously, this week's Round Up has a primates theme.
+ And then you go cry and hug your dog-
+ Why I Hate the Term Soulmate. I've been saying this for years and years. I wholly believe I have a few soulmates, my best ever manboy Reed being one of them. I don't believe that a relationship has to have romantic undertones in order to classify that person as a "soulmate." I'm glad someone else feels the same way.
+ I read this a while back, but I think I've forgotten to share it until now. Date a girl who travels. I have a soft spot in my heart for a wandering lifestyle, and I loved the points the writers makes.
I'll leave y'all with a little tune that I used to rock in high school driving my little baby Mustang. I was so hard.