“Don’t need no five star reservations
I’ve got spaghetti and a cheap bottle of wine
Don’t need no concert in the city
I’ve got a stereo and the best of Patsy Cline”
Snuggled up in bed, hair in a scrunchie, content boyfriend by my side rotating between football games and MarioKart, our typically crazy, yet momentarily calm dog nuzzled in between us…What could be better? Well, maybe some hot cocoa. But I was too lazy to go to the store, and the Starbucks down the street just seemed too far away.
Tomorrow is Friday *insert fist pump here* and I’ve got a weekend line-up of shopping with my mom, QT with family and friends, a birthday celebration, and sorting through Thanksgiving recipes that can survive a 3.5 hour flight to New York.
Behind Door #1? Monster Cookies.
Door #2? Scotcheroos.
Door #3? Rolo Pretzels.
“I got shoes under my feet
Forever in the eyes staring back at me
And it’s alright, alright”