this 31 thing may not be working out for me... I know I am the youngest of the bunch, and therefore, my mind should be the sharpest (if not my actions wisest) ... but this morning, thank the holy goodness I was wearing dark brown pants, cause I spilled my coffee on them twice while on the streetcar. Twice! Is this a sign I should:

a) drink my coffee at my desk like a normal person, instead of drinking it while in motion, dangling bags, and umbrellas, lifevests and oars from my hands
b) always wear dark brown pants
c) just call it quits already and retire, so I don't have to endure wet or stained clothing at work anymore and the shame that ensues

Well, the good news is that I was on my best behaviour on my birthday outing at Supermarket (in Kensington Market-- I think it's new since y'all lived here...). A big group of people came out and made me feel loved and there are stories to tell! Though... none of them mine!! For once!! Actually, I did drink quite a bit of sweeeeet muthafuckin sangria, so maybe there are some stories I just don't remember?!

3 cheers for 31 year old blogging and to a year just slightly more entertaining than the last (don't think I can handle much more...)!  Ms. M ¶ 8:58 AM