I may or may not have happened upon a series of photos from Tom Hanks today of his finger that he slammed in a door and then proceeded to photograph for months.
I’ll spare you the image, but here’s a link.
However, this led me to realize I never gave you a full update. I won’t go into the gory details but I will show you two tame shots…
Thanksgiving
today
Mostly fine, except you can see the pink line in there? That, I think, is permanent.
This week has flown by and we’ve found ourselves comfortable in the middle, which I love.
Last night Jeff and I went on a five mile walk to the end of fountain and back, which for those of you in LA ends at La Cienega.
Along the way we passed lots of apartments for rent, all of which were astronomically out of our price range, but it was still fun to see what’s out there.
Then we had chicken quesadillas with green chiles and and watched Modern Family and an episode of Parks and Rec in which Leslie Knope once again plays my hero. All was right in the world.
Tonight, I head into the trenches of fondant design with a one Ms. Becca, and hope that the black colored fondant doesn’t get the best of me as my nails are just about back to normal.
In other news, please check out the Hunger Games soundtrack, as it’s rocking my world right now. It’s on Spotify and I’m sure YouTube. Maroon 5, Taylor Swift, Civil Wars, you slay me.