the truth. part 2.

remember that last little note about all those little things about NYC that i didn't like...

well let's take a little detour and go the opposite direction...
and yes, i know i look tired, but that's just how i look after watching the bachelor. i am emotionally (and apparently physically) exhausted.

^^ i know... who would've thought we'd be writing this post...?? 

^^ ENDLESS. if you're bored here, it's yo own dang fault. 

^^ unless your me.. in which case you're stuck in the same outfit you've been wearing all week. yeah the one with strawberries smeared on the front. cool.  

^^ SERIOUSLY THOUGH. every time we go anywhere, we are stopped by people who are giggling and pointing at her. but perhaps it doesn't help that remie waves at EVERYONE these days.

^^ bliss, utter bliss.

^^ not too hot, not too cold. just right. and the smell of crunching leaves... ahhhh... 

^^ cereal milk ice cream anyone???....  

^^ yoga in the park? philharmonic in the park? uh, yeah. give it to me.

>>> check these guys out... i'm obsessed. i'm always looking for them out and about. killing it every time.


i know what you're thinking, "so are you looking to stay for-for-for-ever?!?" well the answer quite frankly is: for a season, yes. BUT JUST FOR A SEASON. i'd be okay here until it's time for remiford to to go kindergarten. i just don't know if that's my rodeo... and that gives us about 3.5 more years. so make note everyone, if you want a free couch to sleep on, you've only got 3.5 years to use ours;)