Right now, I just want to toot my own horn. I never really do this, and it feels strange and I find myself second guessing this as I type it. But hey, self, stop it. In the last 2 1/2 years, I’ve had two promotions. I’m
kinda (kinda feels better than openly admitting I’m totally rocking the house) kicking ass as the second head on the totem pole of heads, and it feels good. It’s a hard job, and I’m good at it, which makes it feel even better.
But, what feels even better than all of that? Off days. This day off was filled with brunch and french music, sunny drives, murals, pelicans, delicious markets, and coffee paired with a chocolate chip cookie. It was perfect, and needed, and deserved.
And, I discovered the rowing machine at the gym tonight and I felt very, Claire Underwood-esque. Psst…she’s from House of Cards. Haven’t seen it? You’re way behind. Go watch it!
St. Petersburg has the most incredible murals. These two are a couple of my current favorites. We also stumbled upon this little letterpress shop and found some art work that will surely hang in our next home.
Locale Market: insert 9 heart-eyes emojis here. T is a fantastic cook, and he was nearly jumping up and down when he saw their meat selection. I was pretty smitten with the seafood, the array of cookbooks, and all of the little gifties that I want to send out to everyone and their mothers.
He’s cutting a cheese that was aged for nine months, and it was goooood.
I mean, isn’t it just so pretty?! No? YES!
I’ll dream of sunny piers and seafood dinners tonight.