In case you didn't get the press release I sent out this morning, it's my birthday! Go me, with the aging! I am GOOD at this. (Doing it every day regardless of the weather; that is the secret.) If you're interested, you can read some of my birthday confessions here atHer Nashville, which, if you're a Nashville person, now has PINK BINS all over town. LOOK FOR THE PINK BINS! Actually, even if you're not a Nashville person, there are still pink bins all over our city. SO, SEE NASHVILLE! SEE THE PINK BINS!
I had lunch with the editor of Her the other day, and she was all, "DID YOU SEE THE PINK BIN WHEN YOU WALKED IN TO THIS RESTAURANT?" and I was all, "I AM A BLIND OLD LADY WHO IS TURNING 33 THIS WEEK, so no, I missed it." But for young, aware, and sighted people such as yourselves, you should have no problem finding the pink bins.
I'm wining, I know. Our meals took awhile to cook at the restaurant tonight, so (possibly because I was wearing the pink princess birthday tiara that Gus got me) they placated me with multiple glasses of chardonnay.
And then I found a Borders gift card in Patrick's Pull-Up! (Nice touch, Lare.)
I had lunch with the editor of Her the other day, and she was all, "DID YOU SEE THE PINK BIN WHEN YOU WALKED IN TO THIS RESTAURANT?" and I was all, "I AM A BLIND OLD LADY WHO IS TURNING 33 THIS WEEK, so no, I missed it." But for young, aware, and sighted people such as yourselves, you should have no problem finding the pink bins.
I'm wining, I know. Our meals took awhile to cook at the restaurant tonight, so (possibly because I was wearing the pink princess birthday tiara that Gus got me) they placated me with multiple glasses of chardonnay.
And then I found a Borders gift card in Patrick's Pull-Up! (Nice touch, Lare.)
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