dreamy.

I am in my pajamas. At 1:45pm on a Sunday.
I just whipped up a berry cobbler. (truth be told, its frozen berries with a tiny bit of "crumble" on top.)
I am listening to This American Life's stories on camp. and loving it.

I have worked for a little bit but I find my attention being pulled toward picking out a new hair cut and painting my nails.

Is this the girliest day of my life until this point?

maybe.

just maybe.

OOOH- cobblers done.