bloomin'

If I could have fresh cut flowers on my bedside every morning I'm pretty sure I'd be the happiest person on earth. No joke. There is something completely and utterly wonderful about fresh blooms that just makes me smile.

Yesterday I took care of things with our leasing office, got the oil changed, and talked shop with the mechanic about my brakes and tires.

I earned these babies. Thanks Trader Joe's.

My only regret is not being married in peony season...