I Sewed Through My Finger
I was working on a pair of pants when it happened. The needle went straight through the nail to the other side and back out. I thought part of it broke off into my finger but I found the missing piece in the machine later on. Yay! How ridiculous is it that the needle was still threaded when it came out? Like, the damn thing jams on cotton but my finger is NO PROBLEM?
Anyway. I’ve had family in town for the past week and we’ve been making our way through L.A. and O.C.
Olvera Street. The horchata from this place gave me LIFE.
Umami. I braved the crowds at The Grove Saturday night. This burger made the 30 minute parking ordeal worth it.
Dog Beach. The weather on Sunday was perfect. Took all four dogs and they ran around like fools.
The Habit. My Aunt was craving a burger after a long day in the sun. We pulled over at the first joint we saw and were not disappointed. Onion rings > fries, for sure.
These shoes. I just… I just can’t.
On top of all that, a stray dog wandered into my sister’s house and jumped into my car when I tried to leave (sounds pretty suspect, I know). My sister’s watching her while we try and locate the owner.
She’s trained and well-behaved so we know she was loved. I want her to be reunited but I wouldn’t mind if she stayed. I mean, LOOK. We could join the circus.