A smile before my morning coffee.....

I feel like I have to share this with someone - so why not all of you? This morning I had a hard time getting out of bed (could it have been all the Beaujolais Nuveaux I drank last night? Anyway I gave myself a generous oh....six minutes to get out the door and threw on what I deem as the most comfy - aunt flo is n town kind of work outfit: vintage grey wool skirt - black boots, a black sweater (just found out it is going to be 80 today oops) and some pearls - the same ones from the Viper Room - wanted to test how well they went from Rock and Roll to Prep. I threw my hair back in a half ponytail and headed out - I pulled into the coffee bean on Fairfax because they have the easiest parking lot in town and headed to the door. On my way in there was this handsome guy in baggy jeans and a tee shirt - very I live in a cool house in the hills and walk down here to get my coffee kind of way. Anyway as I was moving towards the door, he got up from his seat where he was drinking coffee and talking on the phone - I figured he was going inside for something. He opened the door for me, I said thank you, but then here is the kicker folks: He walked back to his table. He walked BACK to his table - he was only getting up and moving across the patio to open my door. I was shocked. I figured it must have been the pearls! After I got my coffee I walked back to my car and looked up at the patio - he was sitting there looking at me - I sort of have smiled, but then giggled to myself and beamed most of the rest of the way down sunset.

Have a great Friday everyone.

Na-na