I opened up my calendar this morning and was reminded of what happened 5 years ago today.
I randomly was checking Instagram during a bored moment at work and saw that a few of your friends were meeting up for drinks. I reached out and asked if I could join.
Got there and was taken aback by the love. The love of these people who probably hadn’t seen me since before you were taken from us. Got there and was reunited with someone who I thought I’d honestly never see ever again in my life.
It saddens me that death has this way of making you realize that you take your friends for granted. You take your family for granted. You live every day dreading one tiny portion of your life, or just simply have a bad day and all is wrong, when really you should be thankful for another day to be alive and contemplate where your story is going.
I hate when these thoughts come to my mind because it’s always associated with the fact that I forget that at any moment, I can lose anyone that at one point or another meant something to me, did something for me, shared something with my family, etc. and maybe I should’ve really meant “Yea we WILL meet for drinks” or “We ARE going to have dinner,” instead of being guilty of spitting empty promises just to sound polite.
Hang out with your friends. Have a quality conversation once in a while. Listen to different opinions. Have a fuckin random day out to just shoot the shit. Expose your friends to new things. Do all these things while you can with those you love.
So here’s how this went.
We planned a dinner to celebrate my new job. And by we, I mean Hazel and I. Now when we plan shit, we cancel on each other for days, weeks, even months.
But luckily, we only one cancellation this time around and she finally introduced me to The Boil! Mind you, this may have been our third time trying to go. Third time is a charm, I guess.
2 lbs of shrimp. 2 lbs of snow crab legs. Both in mild special sauce. With side of garlic bread and sausage.
Best meal ever.
This is really just a test post from my phone, but I made curry flavored popcorn last night and it was the shit.
I’m going to try to stay in tune with my non-blogging. I’ve become so unbelievably busy and lazy that I don’t even have the time to talk about things I want to talk about, which was exactly WHY I began this blog. I think.
Let’s make a promise FNO. I’ll try to blog on you and you just be good to me. Maybe I’ll even blog off my phone. Oh snap!
In the meantime, forgive me as I back-blog.
Tous les garçons et les filles. I had been eyeing these bracelets at Madewell for the longest. Finally got them!
These leather bracelets were on sale at Madewell, and my friend did me a favor and monogrammed them for me. I think these will be my statement arm candy pieces for life.
Eileen and Chip had [adopted] a baby and it’s a boy [boy dog]. Everyone meet Bentley Fernandez. He’s the cutest and spoiled by Grandma and Grandpa.
He has shoes. I can’t. He can’t. Literally. He shakes them off.
What a cutie pie!