Curlers and Coffee

I think I'm having coffee withdrawals at this point...

I am on a trip with my grandmother to Seattle. The maid is stealing the liquor from the mini fridge, a doppelganger of my grandmother is running a muck in the hallway, and we are sitting, simply and comfortably, curlers in our hair, sipping our respective cups of coffee.

7 thoughts on “Curlers and Coffee

  1. you know, something that just hit me regarding all your blogs. Where do you pick out all your images? they complement your blog so well. Do you spend lot of time looking for them? As I’m reading this specific blog, I can totally picture you and your grandma looking ever so fashionable, amused, and chic πŸ™‚

    • Actually, I spend about as much time looking for the pictures that fit as I do writing the actual blog. I didn’t know it would be, but the image search has become my favorite part of my blogging. πŸ™‚

      • I do. Actually, I have a large dream journal full of my mental journeys. (I’m backed up on my blog as I’m a month of dreams behind). Thank you so much, it can be hard to get the visuals across. I should really start painting so that I can just draw it out exactly. πŸ™‚

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