Being constantly busy and putting my poor head under ridiculous amount of pressure in the last few weeks, I felt like my head will pop like a brain popcorn. Trying to relax done very little to me, if anything it got me even more stressed thinking I’m wasting time doing nothing when I could learn some stuff or do some other productive activities. I think by now my hubby had just about enough of me shaking and stressing and decided it would be good for me to go out and enjoy myself a bit.
It pretty much ended up as usual- lots of food and good wine and tequila. From Brixton market to smoky BBQ an Bodean’s, Miso noodle bar, through margaritas at Benito’s Hat, voodoo shrimp, Alaskan king crab and lobsters at Big Easy to few beers at Cadogan Arms in Chelsea, and finishing with roast at Shortlands Tavern this afternoon.
For the first time in few weeks my head doesn’t hurt and I feel my head doesn’t weigh a ton (my ass might tho!)
Sitting now sipping wine and watching Anthony Bourdain eating penis soup in Malaysia and I’m planning spring road trip to France. Things can only get better.
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