This week has sucked a bunch of a** and it’s only Wednesday. Late nights, and seriously incapable vendors are making me itch.
But, then there’s the Scruffy. Making sure I actually eat. (Ahem, there are vegetables in there) On my own, I probably would’ve eaten cereal all week.
Did I tell you he also fixed my flat iron today? I thought it was broken and he takes it apart and VOILA.
It’s nice to have a calm. It’s really nice he’s in LA.