So,

So, it’s hot as fuck here. Guess what the good news is? 

1 I have officially started wearing cute dresses as a regular thing! They are much cooler than regular clothes and I like feeling girly.

2 my Embr works!! Walk into 95 degrees and don’t break a sweat. And do you know what that means? Exactly! I can wear mascara in the summer!!!

My Island isn’t following my dipshit governors advice on opening. They are allowing six people in a shop at one time, stand outside and wait otherwise ( and hell no. That’s what online shopping is for) restaurants are staying with low amounts of customers and mostly outside eating. Masks are a must. And I felt safe enough to go to my fave store which sells items that have been donated for charity and they have the best things!!!! The main donation center separates the extra good stuff for the boutique downstairs and they have so much fun, interesting, conversation starter pieces that I love. I bought my weird elf there last year. And a few other pieces. They sell Coach bags in perfect condition for $20.... $20? And vintage Bags for not much more. I’m on Bag restriction for awhile. I have too many and I barely use them anymore. 

Anyway!!! My point is!!! They always have great vintage dressers there and for a year I’ve gone in and longed to buy one but I have no place to put one..... until now. Rearranging things, giving my bookshelf to a resident. Everyone here gives their things away, never sell. I think that’s nice. So.... geez! I went to go get my hands on a dresser to put in the space, something comes in, something must leave, and..... There were none. They’d cleared everything out because we were surrounded by police in riot gear for a few days and they didn’t want to risk losing their goods. Understandable and a bummer.

There, if you made it through that, you get a gold star.

Then we went to Aldi’s and when I tell you that this was probably the worst Aldi’s in the world, I mean, the WORST! I’ve never seen a dysfunctional, dirty, nasty Aldi’s before. Yuck 

I shouldn’t have left the island, I guess. 

My grandson was FaceTiming me today and said “ Hi, G!”, he screamed it. His volume is 11. And my heart exploded. Then we had a conversation that went like this “ Beep. Beep. Meow. Bloop. Beep” and he kissed the phone.

It’s the best, purest love in the world. He wants a trash can. He loves trash cans, I can’t explain it, so I asked if I couldn’t just buy him his own trash can? Nope. He had his own but he chewed parts of it off. Oh. Uh, well, that’s something I’ve never said about a child before.... so, we decided on a kids broom. He untwists the broom part off the handle of theirs and hides it. I know. My family sounds like the Munsters.... I bought him a broom of his own. One blue broom anywhere. Apparently only girls sweep.

What are you guys up to? Tell me your new favorites! Did you watch the Jeffrey Epstein doc? God damn. It’s too bad that someone suicided him. He should’ve had to live with every little thing taken from him. He deserved to be broken. That smugness. Email and I’ll do some questions. My brain is in neutral. 

Goodnight luvs.

Tracy