Man, this is so true. My MacBook doesn’t even have a CD drive.

Man, this is so true. My MacBook doesn’t even have a CD drive.

FYI for my friends turning 50:

Fall doesn’t officially begin until September 22nd, but it’s all that I’m hearing about.
And all of can think is:

On my windshield today:

I got the date number wrong again. I may fix it, may not.
Who else is a movie theater person?

I know it’s not my birthday, but I saw this and it’s the truth.

This is absolutely how I think: you know what would be great? A dermatologist with a coffee shop and also a nail tech and a masseuse and a bakery and also rotisserie chickens with sides so I can bring home dinner. And maybe a person who can tell you your color season.


For real.
The macaron/macaroon has been frustrating me since macarons became an American fad a few years ago.
Here’s a guide. You’re welcome.
