Nice to Meet You

So I met the guy (BMW) who keeps stealing my parking spot. Well not formally, but I did get the pleasure or riding the elevator down with him the other afternoon.

He was quite hansom and was wearing a scarf (totes too cool). Of course I didn't know it was him until he drove passed me (because I stopped to talk to a friend on the way out) and we both gave each other a look. Like yeah I know who you are guy who keeps taking my spot!

And just a quick thought, I've woken up at 6:13am two mornings in a row. What up with all that? AND when we were decorating my Grandparent’s tree the other night the Angel fell off 3 times. Each time hitting me on the head…WHAT is with that?  There were 3 of us decorating couldn't she find someone else to fall on? Why me? Is she judging me for something? 

Side Note: This picture makes me think of all those "Hey Girl" pictures. Like it should say, "Hey Girl, of course I'd like to wear your scarf, because it makes me look super sexy".