Today was the actual Victoria Day, (happy 18th love!) and this is how I celebrated:
drooled over Modcloth while I waited forever to get my blood test.
The rest of the day included a birthday girl Booster Juice run, scripture retrieval from the Seminary building, came home, napped, and got ready for a weeknight out on the town! Layelle drove the two of us to Charcut for V's surprise partay!
stressful driving situations!
Deliciouso gluten-free bread!
Paper menus. Fun.
dreaming of steak or something
candles entertained us for awhile!
still water? sparkling?
M2
HALL E.
surprised'z
nice awk Marco!
twinners
cool knife
clues?
The steak. To die for!
Bingo!
I ate erry last drop of that there dessert.
(disclaimer- I only sound super obnoxious because my voice was the only one picked up hardcore by the microphone. Nope, no excuses. Still partially obnoxious, but all for a good cause!)
So. I win, because I have photos of the two elusive lovebirds, (Marc and Victoria). This is Marc, and he and I are 32 hours apart in age.
fascinating!
hey, I just met you! and I am crazy!
Let's be friends for lyfe.
That's some cool art ya got there.
She was sober all night, I swear.
TOO TALL
I'll be back!
And I got home and took a stroll.
Final words of advice:
My final say: love is all around if you put good vibes into the universe..... ah whatever. Too tired to be coherently uplifting. Keep fighting the good fight and make wishes!
