As many of you know, I recently traveled to the Deep South for a family vacation. Though I have many stories about my adventures south of the Mason-Dixon Line, as many of you also know I am currently sans Dinosaur (If you are confused read my older post entitled "The Dinosaur" - although I do know how to embed a link in a post, the iPad in all of its glory will not let me, meaning you all will have to go to the extra effort of actually finding the button on your own or just scrolling down two posts. Yes, your lives are so hard.), meaning that I am unable to properly type and write. Also, seeing as my stories run the risk of being offensive to certain involved parties, if I ever stumble upon the chesticular fortitude to post any of my stories, you will be the first to know.
In the meantime, I will leave you with this picture, which will most definitely go down in history as the most epic hipster picture of my life. If only I was wearing prescription-less, horn-rimmed glasses and something vintage. Wait, my mainstream outfit is ironic, which is way more hipster. Win.
You know I love you. I am secretly one of you (albeit, self-loathing). But so long as there are hipsters, I will poke fun. Just know it is all in good fun. No, please don't leave me, I miss you so!
Love always, Kait