After 14 days (but who's counting?) werking in NYC, this broad is heading back to Minnesota tonight and I couldn't be more excited! I've had good times out here with my werkie friends, gooder times when Jack came to visit and am really proud of all the work we did, but mama's ready to get back to some fresh air and some, um, personal space.
As summer winds down, I wanna make the most of it. Here's how I plan to do this.
Spend more time on the broat! You don't know what a broat is? Allow Dr. Steve Brule to eloquently break it down for you.
Kick it at the nature preserve across from our house. Just me, Jack, Fern, Rosy and the occasional pot-smoking group of kids from the 'hood.
SLEEP THE F*CK IN.
Drink coffee in bed with Jack sans technological devices.
JUMP in the lake instead of slowly easing my body in after 20 minutes of coercing from Jack.
Ponder life in a cool jacket.
Froat in the lake with my fam over Labor Day weekend. "Froatin'" is much more fun than "floatin'" by the way. Repeat after me : "wanna go for a froat?" ... see how fun that sounds?
Hang out with the dogs and look like this lady.
Continue to do weird shit at home with Jack that I can't really tell you about.