sunshine addiction

i woke up this morning later than i had wanted to. there is something so comfortable about liz's guest bed. when i sleep in that bed, i tend to get the best sleep of my life. it is soft and luxurious like a hotel bed but familiar...mostly because it is my cousin's place. home kinda.

family. it's kinda fucked. i am so lucky to have a close relationship with my family. i was talking to liz yesterday about how fucked up it would be not to have a close relationship with our mothers. we are so lucky.

i had a complete write-off day yesterday. i woke up, went to my ROCKING audition where i was late but still ROCKED it..., met tommie really quick for coffee and then made my way back to the home i wish i had. lizzie's palace. we lounged. lots of real world:denver. fucking colie is such a slut. we ate sushi...best miso soup ever. i wish i remembered the name of the place. i definitely felt very full when we left however. mmm sushi.

we thought smoking a bowl would help us ease our...bellies? ya, way to give us munchies. don't even get me started on those cookies aunt karen makes. heaven in every bite.

i saw baby mama with cousin liz last night too. funny, but more of a chick flick than a laugh-out-loud SNL style movie. i guess i always assume tina fey and amy poehler will always be snl...but honestly, tina fey rocked my boat. fuck, she's brilliant. and a total babe. amy is hilarious. but here i am, captain obvious.

i had a small walk this morning--love the sunshine. think i am addicted. it's a good thing i have found a new thing to love because pot is no more for this lil lady. not for a little while atleast. save it for a celebration! SUNSHINNNNEEE and lilacs. omg, lilacs remind me so much of granny. i smelt them the whole way down my street and suddenly felt so nostalgic. i remember the days when i would wake up in sunshine, play with daisy, and go outside and smell granny's perfectly purple lilacs. the smell of summer i guess. yum. also reminds me of last days of elementary school.
WHAT IS WITH THAT?
why does everything remind me of the last days of elementary school lately? maybe that's what i will always think of when i smell budding trees, growing grass, and dirt. sense memory. hmmm. fabulous.

k-well i want to go dance infront of my mirror and pluck my eyebrows. woah, private moment.

love and peace!

xoxox