20 Pineapples for Cashew Rain
I battled the bleachorexics (because I should talk?) at bebe and captured the first fun frock I could find; it fit. Done... annnnnd check.
Next, I battled the blue-eyeshadowed divalicious tweenies in Sephora because I was hankering for purple eyeliner (yes, fine, a tip from Glamour).
Fulfilled, I returned to my car.
Here's the thing... I noticed my car from a few rows away. Why? Because it was covered in cashews. yes. Cashews. Like, the nut. At least 2-3 Planters canisters worth. How totally Magnolia-esque.
I think: "dude, cashews are expensive. and...uh...i don't get it."
I call my friend Marisa to tell her the news.
She shrieks: "Maaaan... if you had a nut allergy, you could seriously take that as a death threat."
I don't. But she's right. Right? I mean, I know, but, right?
So yea. It's been pretty much the longest day ever, complete with knee x-rays and lease signing and a run-in with a doddery old woman at the orthotics clinic. And then-- cashews?
Life is so cool.