Ingredients:
1 tea spoon of evening
10 cups of good weather (windy, non humid)
1 convertible car ( top down, chromes' spinnin')
3 handfuls of the different roads that make up the drive from Brickell, through the Grove, down
3 handfuls of the different roads that make up the drive from Brickell, through the Grove, down
Sunet and all the way to US1
1 ipod car adapter
1 ipod
4 songs
1/4 Pink Floyd- Breathe
1/4 The Shins- Sleeping Lessons
1/4 Imogen Heap- Hide and Seek
1/4 Imogen Heap- Hide and Seek
1/4 Radiohead- Nude
1 care-free mind
Mix those all together and.....tada! Nirvana. Peaceful bliss. A state of feeling that nothing in the world can be so bad when you have moments like this.
Since I was the tender age of 7, I always begged my parents to drive down the winding, mazy roads of the Grove instead of taking the Palmetto or US1. Even when I'm late as hell, I will always go out of my way to take the scenic route. Ask my friends, they've been witnesses many-a-times. I just absolutely love beautiful things and being surrounded by them at all times, hence my never-ending love for Paris and its many hidden lil streets.
I did that drive last night and then I came home and watched Jon and Kate plus 8 which reiterated the fact that life is so good. Is that wrong? That a good life is one that is compared to Kate Gosselins? Poor girl, I feel worse for her than for Jen Anniston. Okay, that might be borderline mean but its true. I hope they find love and happiness and shut all these tabloids up once and for all.
On a side note, in 2 days, my noble nobbe is becoming a noble new yorker!! I'm sad, for selfish reasons of missing her, but more than happy for her. Its like an episode of Trading Places and I know she'll absolutely love it and stay there happily ever after. Its a magical town, a cold town, but a magical one none-the-less and one that only a lil nobbe can make the best of.
Tonight, my friends and I are giving her a Bon Voyage party, vulture style. This may be the last time all 5 of us are living in the same city, but oh what a great run it has been.
Best of luck to my Noblest!! 
"May your pockets be heavy and your heart be light,

"May your pockets be heavy and your heart be light,
May good luck pursue you each morning and night"
- Irish Blessing
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