Sup, homes?

I don't know about the rest of you, but when I'm out on the road there are a lot of homies out there with me. 

Several other drivers--save a selection who receive more choice names--instantly become homies when I talk to them from behind the wheel.

"Whatcha doin' there, homie? Let's pick a lane. There ya go."

"Homie! Watch it!"

"Really, homie?"

Sometimes the homies are nice, such as when one lets me over:

"Thanks, homie!"

Anyone else experience this phenomenon? Are you sharing the road with bros? Punks? Friends? 

Until next time, homies. See ya out there on the road. And please remember to hold your lane, and let the other homies over. 

Looks

I would say I love living alone between 95 and 98 percent of the time.

However, there are times when a roomie would come in handy. For example,

When I need help finishing a large meal.
When I could use some company.

But the other times I most often think about having a buddy in my living space with me is when it comes to wardrobe. A roommate could say, for example:

Absolutely not. Take that off. You cannot wear that in public, I won't let you.

Or:

Let's see what shoes I have in my closet--perhaps I have some that would go better with that outfit.

Or:

Bailey, how sexy are you looking today?! Ow!

Today, they could help me out in determining:

A) Just how see-through is this dress?
B) Should I rethink the black bra?

I'm sure my parents are so proud of me when they read posts like this.

Happy holiday weekend, friends!

Boyfriend

I met someone last weekend.

Some might say he looks like a "real dog," but I love me a goofball.

Jackpot

I found When Harry Met Sally on DVD for $7.50 at Target last night.

Retail STEAL, people!

I already have the VHS, which I got for 50 cents, I believe, which should almost be a crime considering the value of such cinematic brilliance.

In any case, now I have a backup copy, should the 80s decide to come back to us and make DVDs obsolete.

Faves

Kids,

I am too exhausted -- physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually -- to write you a really thought out post, so I am going to embrace the positive -- because there are so many positives in my life and I really, truly know that, even amidst the negative -- and share with y'all a list of some of my favorite things as of late.

Doing this will also provide me an excuse to post a Sound of Music video at the end of this post. I will say, in advance, you're welcome for that.

So, Bails' current fave list:

• James Herriot memoirs. I love this writer and his books about animals so, so much.
• While we're on that subject, I love that I share property with animals.
• And I love animals, period. Duh. 
• My spectacular friends, some of whom I already consider family, in my new city where I've lived for a mere 5 months.
• Parenthood. (The show, not the life event.)
• Ray Romano on Parenthood. Such a hunky, lovable character.
• Cross stitching in the evenings.
• Laughing with my coworkers.
• Beer and Mexican food. Actually, beer is an ongoing favorite and Mexican food is not actually a favorite at the moment. But I just wanted to list those two things together, because they should get married already, am I right?
• Coffee. Thank the good Lord for coffee. (This is also an ongoing favorite).
• The sunshine in California. I love walking out of my home in 90 degree heat in November. I don't say this to brag, in fact several people out there wouldn't envy such weather, in November or any time. But the sun does so much for my spirit. 
• My family and friends on speed dial. Theoretical speed dial, of course. As if I know how to set that up on my phone. 
• The abundance of parking spaces in the Valley.
• My cushy, spacious bed. 
• Chick flicks. All about the chick flicks as of late. 
• My church, with its incredible preaching and music. I am overwhelmed by it over and over again.

All right, kiddos. Now it's time to ask yourself: What are your favorite things? If you're having trouble getting started with your list, let Jules help you out: