Good times. I feel lighter. 💜💜💜
Downtown Indy is super cute. We did some day drinking, and then went to the top of the Soldiers and Sailors Monument. 330 steps. It was quite the workout after all the day drinking.
Today was not the day, dude.
This old guy, who was sitting outside on a front patio having lunch at the restaurant I was just at, decided to sit at the table closest to the door, and then placed his chair in the way of the door – the only entrance/exit to this place. If that wasn’t bad enough, he then had to nerve to be visibly annoyed anytime anyone needed to use the door. I heard one lady apologize to him! Oh hell no. So then it’s my turn to leave, and he grunts in annoyance as he moves his chair, so I say, “I have an easy solution for you: try sitting in one of the fifteen fucking empty spots out here that don’t block the goddamned door!” He was stunned speechless, and it was fucking beautiful.
Eat a dick, fuck face.
Nashville as reflected in D’s sunglasses.
No filter needed for this beautiful day or this beautiful boy. 😍
After court, I picked Jackson up, and we went out for burritos and book shopping; just the two of us. It was fantastic to have one-on-one quality time. He declared that we need to do this much more often, and I completely agree.
The kid in me wants to go to this carnival I’ve been passing by as I go to and from work. Adulting sucks!!
Drunk and dancing