Ah, Labor Day Weekend. Congratulations to the American worker for your economic achievements. It is because of your diligence that our country is in such great shape today. Wait a second. Did you just say that our country isn’t in such great shape today? North Korea who? DACA what? Harvey and Irma and our president is, well, Donald Trump?! I hope everyone was able to find a bit of peace and comfort over the weekend. All we can do is our best. I ate a raspberry-filled jelly donut and for roughly 37 seconds, nothing else mattered.
Harper went to a party on Saturday, which led Meredith to invite a friend out for dinner and exploring. We ended up at Mangia, where the girls ate bricks of spaghetti at a table for two. (Big glob of spaghetti baked into the shape of a brick. Life is magic.)
After dinner, we walked. As we walked, I started feeling nostalgic for the time Jeff and I lived in the city.
So much to see. So much to inspire thoughts and movements.
Also, you might stumble upon a litter of fresh root beer kegs.
We eventually made our way over to a record store. A record store that had ZERO copies of Loveless.
While at the record store, Meredith’s friend bombed a display with a tiny paper crane. She tries to leave one everywhere she goes.
I can’t remember the last time I felt an Amy Krouse Rosenthal Beckoning of Lovely-esque joy. All because of a paper crane.
(Watch the video. I wish we all lived the way AKR did.)
Paper Cranes. Fold 1,000 and a wish will come true.
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Making memories.
Oh, Meredith’s sweet friend. We should all be leaving folded paper cranes everywhere. Lovely.
I have a ziplock bag full of crocheted hearts. I should get back to leaving them around. It was fun!
You were at Mangia and you didn’t stop by?
*sniff*
I read Textbook Amy Krouse Rosenthal last week. I was reading on my phone though my battery was running low and when I swiped the last page, my phone shut off. It seemed like the kind of thing she would have liked.
Oh, her Midterm Essay in that book.