Why is it that this is the only day, that I really enjoy writing on?  Is it because I can be random and write run on sentences and not let grammar matter?  Is it because I can dump all the crap that is stuck in my head without fear of digression? 
There's a little secret that I have to share. 
I have been cheating on Blogger with another platform.  Yes, it's true. 
I am not ready to share where because it's kinda nice to have a place all to myself where I can be alone, but it is the coolest of cool platforms, if that gives you any hint. 
It's like Pinterest and Blogger, all rolled into one place....and I like it.  All the cool kids are there. 
I got these absolutely amazing shoes yesterday.  These are the Nike Shox Turbo+ 12 running shoes and I completely adore them.  I have always been a bobo sneaker type person.  It goes back to my obsession with Keds Tennis Shoes from the early 80's.  I use to think that running shoes were just for runners.  I never thought that a shoe like this could actually make me want to move more, but it's true. 
I love them. 
Hydrangea's are blooming all over Olde Towne. 
It makes me smile. 
They are my favorite of floral blooms in the floral bloom sphere. 
I once got yelled at for taking a stem last year.  This lady saw me do it, and she was like..."OMG!  She just picked one of Faye's Hydrangea flowers!!!"  "We need to tell on her."
I gave her one of my "WTF? Really?" looks and left.  (There is totally a WTF? Really? Look...you know you know it, too.) 
It was ONE bloom and I needed it for design purposes. 
Some people just kill me.  It wasn't like I uprooted the whole bush or anything...
I could have totally done that too...but, I didn't. 
I went out with one of my favorite Stick Girls last week and we dined outside at Doumar's Drive In in Norfolk, Virginia. 
It's a pretty historic eating establishment. 
Guy at there. 
I always get a Carolina Pulled Pork Barbecue, with slaw and hot sauce (I put that shit on everything) on a steamed bun. 
There is always a large Lime-Aide and crisp french fries to round out the experience. 
Some days, I get to end it like this....
This is a Hot Fudge Cake Sundae.  It's buttery vanilla sponge cake, covered in a mound of rich, thick hot fudge sauce, a scoop of vanilla ice cream, and COVERED in whip cream and a cherry on top. 
There really isn't any other way to eat a Sundae, except drenched in whip cream. 
Cool Whip is not whipped cream.  (I just thought I'd clarify that.) 
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This is Home Girl and I feel better about my affair now that the truth is out.  Tumblr is the shit.  Sorry, Blogger. 
Also, I am glad I have the running shoes help to combat my food choices. 
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