Donovan – A Gift From a Flower To a Garden
Mirah – (a)spera
If there’s a letter in your bag for me
I been waiting such a long time….”
Its been this way for YEARS in every city and every place of residence. This relationship protocol has seemed to have halted temporarily however seeing I have been receiving messages from my current post man. Let me explain. My current place of residence has been a new experience — in that its a much older building then what I’ve lived in the past. I like to call it vintage styled with its old hard wood floors, small walk-up feel and housing only six apartments total. Its charming and quaint and I find myself working beside the bay windows much of the time. Its got that neighborhood charm.
Its approximately 4:30am and yes, I am awake. I blame it on partaking in an early evening “accidental” nap. When I say “accidental” — its usually a result of gluttonous over-eating coupled with the cooler drop in temperatures that instigates this sort of behavior. And so being awake at these ungodly hours makes for mischievous behavior. Much surfing to be had. Mainly catching up on my multiple blog readings, responding to emails, working on miscellaneous work activities. But most importantly, I tend to engage in alot of my deviant online behavior (i.e. cyber-stalking) during these twilight hours. With the advent of Facebook, Twitter, and various other social networking venues — it makes for an easy task. Thanks Google! You’ve made my socially unacceptable yet obviously participated activity that much easier.
And in these tough economic times a good deal is certainly worth its weight in literal gold. I’m not ashamed to say that I will search high and low to find the cheapest prices from a wide range of varying websites. Who doesn’t? Review to come.
♥ The Wedding Weekend — Sarasota, Florida ♥
The Reception (Longboat Key Resort)
The afternoon ended with a bizarrely entertaining trek all over downtown Manhattan solving clues and relaying messages involving plane tickets, a frog, and an albino midget.