So to state the obvious:
August is now upon us.
It's stinkin' HOT.
School days are just around the corner.
Chick-Fil-A is a little slice of heaven on earth.
And so is Target.
(I had purposefully not popped into the bullseye store for well over a month in an effort to curb casual spending, so today was a bit overwhelming yet perfectly delightful.)
In other news:
I am completely smitten with my latest book, Cutting for Stone by Abraham Verghese. I never knew reading about Ethiopia and surgery could be so enthralling, but it is. You can really sink your teeth into the story (not that I would of course since it's a loaner from the library, but still).
I am over the moon in puffy heart love with The Closer, namely Brenda Leigh Johnson expertly and quirkily played by Krya Sedgwick (who gets extra cool points for being married to Kevin Bacon just this side of forever, which in Hollywood is oh so rare). If I can't have Tami Taylor each week any more since she's busy up north being a dean of a made up TV college, at least I can have Brenda Leigh and her stash of sweets along with her crack team of detectives solving crimes in LA.
This evening Scott put on a dress shirt, tie and suit jacket over his casual work khakis and we went traipsing around our yard so I could take pictures of him for his LinkedIn (a business networking site) profile page. I'm sure the neighbors thought we'd gone around the bend.
I've discovered a secret compartment in my well-worn but still trusty purse, thanks to a ripped pocket lining.
Along with a handful of bedraggled, full-on gross gum, sticky old candy and trash I found a few old favorites that had gone missing.
I really should clean my whole purse out.
Which might be a whole other post.
Oh the drama. Oh the suspense.
(Did you know that Chief Brenda Leigh Johnson carries a huge purse too? Kind of love her more.)
Are you in shock that it's August too?
Do you watch The Closer?
Ever find surprises in your purse? Like between the lining?