A watermelon pencil

Knit shirt - JC Penney (a few years ago)
Bangles - thrifted
Skirt - thrifted vintage
Shoes - Jessica Simpson

Last night I went to go see a friend in the Chicago Avenue Project, which was super cute! They pair up local kids from the neighborhood with a professional playwright, and they write a short play! Then the child and a professional actor practice it for a few weeks then perform the show with costumes and sets and everything! My friend who is an actor volunteers to do it every year and it's fun to see! 

Sooo, I have a date tonight. A date with a younger man. It's official. I'm entering cougardom. Ok, ok,  so he's 27 and I'm 29... but still. I've generally dated guys who were 3-5 years older than me, so it's going to be strange. We shall call him Mohawk Boy (because at one point, he had a mohawk, I don't know if he does any more. And boy because, well, the cougar thing.) We are meeting up for a beer and to watch the Twins game but considering it's raining right now and supposed to stay that way all day and all night and all of tomorrow when it may turn into snow, I'm guessing the game will be canceled. Oh well. I was joking around last night with my friend Amber about how I am a cougar now, and as such this date can end in only one of two ways. 1.) Wild sex in the bathroom. 2.) I throw a drink in his face. Neither of these scenarios will actually happen, I assure you, which is why I am not, in fact, a cougar. Damn. So scenario three may occur... 3.) I will be really nervous on my way to the date, get the vapors, and fall in a sewer. Never to be heard from again.