Okay. So people my age are supposed to be all anti-establishment, urban, up with youth.
I spent two hours at a Starbucks on Farwell and Brady yesterday while my mom was at lunch, and by the end I really, really wanted to get back to Grafton. Well, at least until I realized that Hot TA lived (or at least used to live) on Farwell, and I LOVED Hot TA so much…
This afternoon I went for a walk in Grandpa’s neighborhood because there was nothing to do except yard work and I HATE yard work like, for real. And it was so pretty! There were trees and little streets and it was just pretty. I was made for the suburbs.
Except one thing. All men of Fox Point? Just because it’s the first warm day since September doesn’t mean that you can work outside without your shirt on. Trust me. No one wants to see that.