Dear February, you nailed it!

I bow to you.  Yes you, February.  You are the mac to my cheese, the peanut butter to my jelly, the lime to my corona.  Weiirdo. My 3rd person rant to February sounded better in my head.   Nonetheless, February was AMAZEBALLS.  Or as Olaf says, "All good things, all good things".​
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​New Yoooooork.  <insert Life of Pets theme song> Stop singing. Focus.

The minute we exited the Lincoln Tunnel, she squealed.  I haven't been since my early 20's (which we all know was not too long ago), but to see it through her eyes, priceless.  One of my bestest from middle school lives there. I usually reference her as my  20+ years bestest but she hates that.  Something about giving away our age (BTW, remind me to tell you a story about our trip to Dominican Republic a few years back!).  Dammit, I did it again. We did it all; Rockefeller, American Girl, Dylans, Hudson River, Madison Square, etc.  And it should be noted that her apartment view is just stupid.  Awful, terrible. I hated sitting on her oversized balcony, enjoying my bloody mary.  See, here's Ella.  She clearly didn't like the view either.

So, then we celebrated Ella's birthday, my 24th birthday, Valentines Day. Oh, her Elf on the Shelf returned from the North Pole, in her birthday costume.  Sweeeet! (said no one ever) I could have done without this part, partially because she 'forgot' to return to the North Pole the day after her birthday.  $!*#$ We shall not point fingers at the gift giver of the 'birthday Elf on the Shelf'.  From now on, I will enable vetting on all gifts. Kidding, kidding.  No, but, really.

Then guess what happened?  I was featured over at Ellison Lane as one of her 'featured' makers. Holla! Jennifer and I met on Instagram last year, did a maker swap and became friends.  Take a read "Super Cute Cuffs! Meet the makers, Spoon Me Maryland" Also, you should buy one of her pouches, or 5.

​Then guess what ELSE happened?  My OLDER brother flew in from Vegas for a long weekend!  Man, I love that kid.  He's fun. And super funny.  And a super duper Dad. And he serves our country. At ease, ladies. He's married to my equally super duper SIL.  It was all fun and games until one of his Airforce buddies suggested I was the 'OLDER' one.  I guess those wrinkle blurring filters don't apply face to face.   "Alexa, give me the number to a local med spa".  Yea man, I bought the Amazon Echo as a 'happy birthday to meeeee' gift.  Ermahgerd, she's now family. Right, Alexa?  "That's sweet of you to say."  I realize how all of this sounds.

I should also note, that I made my brother take a shot of ACV (apple cider vinegar w/ the MOTHA) with me one morning. You know, the real hard stuff with all the sediments floating in it?  He will have a story to tell for years because of that experience. 

​Side note:  Have any of you watched 'Stranger Things'?  The supernatural Netflix series? I was forced to  binge it during my bro's stay. Probably payback for the ACV.  Set in the 80's, with 80's clothes and 80's songs, missing children, a girl named 'four, blood, darkness, suspense, supernatural beings. Gah! I hate that I liked it so much and love that it is coming back for a 2nd season.  It almost reminds me of a supernatural 'Goonies".  Love the series but why are these kids always walking through the woods in the pitch black with flashlights? No. The answer is always no. Go home.

​So March, listen here, you have some big shoes to fill....