Three things that I brought back with me from New York: two black & white cookies (yessssss!) and a completely puffy, red and itchy ankle from the mysterious NYC bug bite. Yeah yeah, I know you're not supposed to post to the Intrawebs when you're home and when you're not in case of burglars, thieves, Robin Hoods, etc. But then you're not supposed to post that "you're not supposed to post" things... "I do what I want" is the new (not really) mantra of the blogosphere. So that leads me back to two cookies and a massively swollen bug bite. Who wins the week - not me. And it's only Tuesday.
Can you tell that someone woke up at 3:30 am to catch a flight this morning?
I know what you're thinking. I should have bought more cookies.
Finger snapping, leg slapping, foot tapping Texan girl who works with numbers. I like blank pages, the written word and horses. This is my attempt to amuse you via books, food, travel and the assorted spice rack of life.