I need to just keep reminding myself that the rain is good and necessary and soon it will stop and everything will stay lush and green all summer long and it will be warm and beautiful. I'm so glad my lunch can help me remember.
Man, if I've got a bowl of noodles, you could plunk me on a cloud surrounded by stars with faces and even balance a little yellow baby thing on my head and I probably wouldn't notice. I love noodles that much. Just as long as you keep them coming.
Can this please be a stack of boxes that I can put things in? I'll even deal with the fact that it says Olivia on it. When I was a little kid I always wanted the name Olivia. It was exotic and exciting. I'll just take a cake like this please. Thanks.