Nose Knows

Day seven of mother nature's gift to you:
ITS THE SEVENTH DAY SO DOES THAT MEAN THAT IT'S THE LAST DAY?

If so, that's enough of a reason to celebrate. If not, keep holding on. It's all about perspective and it's almost over. At least you're not pregnant and thankfully your body is working how it's supposed to.

Here's to seven days, as opposed to 4 like every other normal woman ever. Ah well. TMI. 

Reason 354: I don't know why this is what I'm blogging about. I saw Turbo today haha shouldn't that be it? A woman came in. She had a hint of cigarettes in her smell. But it was covered with something else. Some sweet perfume, almost elegant. I swear it reminded me of my grandmother. My heart welled up and I almost got tears. It was just so out of nowhere that the feeling of missing her was almost overpowering. I don't know why, maybe because it had to do with her or maybe because I'm blessed to have my memories, or who knows why else, but that actually was the best part of my day.

I can listen to him forever