T.G.I.F.
And by that, I mean Thank God It’s Fresh.
I found Fresh approximately six hours before we bumped into these people (who, if you’ll notice, are totally pro-paci) before we went here. Anyway, back to earlier, we’d just come from here because someone needed to go there (I have never loved those cupcakes like McAdams loves Gosling.) and were on our way here or here (I can’t remember), when we stopped in and I bought this and this (which, sadly, after yesterday, I can not use as marketed).
Ever since, I’ve been getting amazing Fresh pieces in the mail from the guy who sold it to me. I could go on and on about it. But just know it's usually my favorite thing about 5:30 a.m. besides seeing the Hurricane.
And for you guy readers, forget all that you’ve skimmed above.
By TGIF, I mean this.
Or, in our house, this.
I found Fresh approximately six hours before we bumped into these people (who, if you’ll notice, are totally pro-paci) before we went here. Anyway, back to earlier, we’d just come from here because someone needed to go there (I have never loved those cupcakes like McAdams loves Gosling.) and were on our way here or here (I can’t remember), when we stopped in and I bought this and this (which, sadly, after yesterday, I can not use as marketed).
Ever since, I’ve been getting amazing Fresh pieces in the mail from the guy who sold it to me. I could go on and on about it. But just know it's usually my favorite thing about 5:30 a.m. besides seeing the Hurricane.
And for you guy readers, forget all that you’ve skimmed above.
By TGIF, I mean this.
Or, in our house, this.
posted by Girl con Queso at 7:47 AM
8 Comments:
In New York. Ran into a notsexylookin' SJP. Bought stuff. Didn't eat/like/want Magnolia cupcakes? You shopped, meanwhile husb con queso hooked his eyesockets up to a little goal on goal action.
how'd i do here?
Fiz, you totally speak conQuesonese.
I love Fresh, too. My condolences for the loss of the specified-use quality of your in-flight products. My Clinique hydration spray bit the dust, too. I got to use it on Wednesday on my way home from NYC...wish I had marked the end of an era. Sigh.
If terrorism interference with my latte consumption and luxury beauty item usage is my big problem...how lucky am I?
I was with the Quesos on this particular trip to NYC, and she's mixing her days. The cups and fresh were one day, and Blue Hill and SJP was a different night. We didn't go to Chumley's.
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Can you hear me whimpering from 2,000 miles away? CAN YOU?!
Sounds like a wonderful time.
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Oh we went to Chumleys. We always go to Chumleys. And I'm not sure if your story could possibly be trusted since you were completely coked up on cupcake frosting. I think the sugar might have confused your brain. But then again, now that you mention it, I remember three at one and four at the other. So maybe you're right. But no, probably not.
cupcakes.
which includes my favorite word, possibly of all time, cake.
caaaaake. *drools*
is the icing really, really good on them c'cakes? I bet it is.
p.s. I'm really working on re-learning how to use caps to open sentences, etc. you can appreciate the bang-up job I'm doing with it, thus far, right?
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