I love this t-shirt, despite the uncomfortable moments it occassionally induces when face to face (or t-shirt to face) with old ladies in supermarkets (yes, I hang my head in shame) but I also enjoy the humorous interactions it induces with complete strangers as they read aloud – unknowingly announcing they hate me, resulting in mutual hilarity.
I wore it today, in an admittedly bad mood. But it actually cheered me up. Today was the last of our LAFC shenanigans for at least a week – but of course no rest for the wicked. This week will be spent developing some fun new digital strategies for the next MAGIC show cycle and will be rounded off nicely by a birthday of the Kelsi variety and kicked off by a birthday of the Scott variety.
I don't know what it means that I married a man whose birthday is the same week as mine. And not only that, but married him within two weeks of both our birthdays. But the result is, a very special March.