Here are some pink stories because you know I adore pink. This is my new pink bike. I stopped my membership at the gym (at least for this month) so I bought a bike instead but the workout is not the same. I tried running outside- tres chaud and now I am without a good exercise plan but the proud owner of a pink bike. Actually a little friend of mine has clung on to this bike so I actually had to ride the clunker to Publix yesterday and she rode the Rolls Royce. Predictable.
Over here I have two stores in one. First off the pink box. I don't know why I took it other than it was pink. I was at Costco. They even asked me, did I need a box and I said no, but upon leaving the store I saw this lovely pink box and couldn't resist. Only a pink lover would take an empty pink box without any purpose in mind. And yes I still have the box sitting around.
I found this cowboy sock monkey in my drawer by accident. I was looking for something to wear and I found this wrapped up tissue paper thing. I opened it and inside was this cowboy. I am sure I must have bought it but have no recollection of when and why. I wasn't so sickly monkey crazed then. Cowboy monkey had fun in school shaking hands and talking cowboy talk. One little girl (Angelina Jolie- no kidding) finally brought him in a toy horse because he was getting tired of riding the cat someone made in the 3D sculpture center.
For those of you thinking I am already in Paris so you do not have to correspond with me... wrong. I leave on June 26 and will be back on July 8 so there is still plenty of time to send me messages, treats, cupcakes, sock monkeys, books, the works. I'll be waiting...
