Spontaneity keeps conversation keen, and if you switch things up (just a bit!) there is a definish chance that everyone will want to chat over cronuts. Okay, okay, everyone might be an exaggeration, but I promise I (yes me!) will appreciate the quirkisms in your banter.
Maybe it’s just a silly rant, but I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired. No, kidding, that’s not my rant — I’ve just always wanted to use that expression. I giggle when I hear it said on TV, and then I want to suggest the complainer sip some OJ and take a nap. I mean, right? They’ll be healthier and rested in a nanno hour. Problem solved.
My true rant rests with the common usage of ‘pretty please.’ Can I pretty please make it stop? It’s not that I’m against politeness — no sir, no mam — I just wish please didn’t always have to be so pretty. Does that make any sense?
Is it too much to ask for please to be passionate, peaceful, proper or polite? Pick your adjective witty writers, but stay away from the commonplace pretty, please? Alright, rant aside, I created this ILY graphic yesterday at 2pm when someone explained the mysterious origins of the acronym. Did you know ILY is ‘net slang for ‘i love you?’ Me either. Time to read more Urban Dictionary, yes?
As for these pictures, Jon and I have been making a point of exploring all the Minneapolis ‘hoods. Our most recent excursion took us to Northeast, and we decided the Stone Arch Bridge wins the award for ‘best view of the city.’ We liked the view so much, in fact, that we stopped everything for a smoocher in the center.
Wishing everyone a lovely weekend — enjoy that summer sun!