I put my iPod on shuffle and observe different people as I flip through the songs, looking for an appropriately fantastic song for a series of mundane moments.
I am in love with a new coffeeshop that is surrounded by trees and exotic plants and looks like it could easily be in the Costa Rican jungle.
My grandmother has always said that when things are going well, you should lay in a ditch and cry, "poor rice!". This is a blog of things that make me happy enough to make that necessary.