Since moving down to California, I have been downright lonely. I have my husband, and he is pretty fab, but nothing beats the happiness of hanging out with a group of friends. Luckily for me, one of my best friends in the world has been preparing to move from our hometown down to California as well, and not just anywhere in this massive state. She moved in thirty minutes away from us. HOW IS THE WORLD SO BEAUTIFUL?
After giving her over twenty fours to unpack (more than enough time), we pleaded her to come hang out with us for an afternoon. Which turned into a night. Which turned into three nights. And I had so much fun with her that I’m experiencing a kind of post-fun blues now, but I’m resolving some of that blues by doing some of the fun things that we did together, like working on our Etsy accounts (mine is filled with food puns, hers with vintage sweaters) and eating these black forest pancakes. Continue reading