Fresh bed sheets

Last night was fun.
Decided to go to Wawa instead for dinner and then saw Iron Man, which surprisingly, I liked a lot.
Drove back to my house, sat and talked for quite some time.
Jake Will and Ash Lew are officially together again. :)

Woke up this morning to my phone going off with a text.
Layed in bed for about ten minutes texting before Jake called me to say good morning.

I got up and made myself some breakfast.
I threw in a load of laundry, then threw some clothes on.
About fifteen minutes later my mom was getting ready to leave to go run a few errands and I decided to go with her since I was ready and wanted to get out for a little while.

We went to the gas station, the bank and then the pet store.
When we walked in Petco the local animal shelter was there with a sectioned off area with tons of cages with kittens and cats in them.
I instantly fell in love with this adorable brown kitten named "Kasey".
She was absoloutely precious and I must have stood there holding her for about twenty minutes and she just let me hold her calmly.
Almost had my mom convinced to buy and adopt her for me for my birthday.

Later on in the day my mom dropped me off at Jessie's house for a few hours.
I stayed from 1:30-6.
It was so great seeing her again, I missed her so much.
And despite what she says, her haircut is beautiful.
We talked and then watched the beginning of Breakfast at Tiffany's, which I had never saw before.

Then midway through we stopped it, put some music on and decided to paint. I had never painted before and we printed out pictures offline of what we wanted to copy. I was indecisive between Andy Warhol's Campbell's Soup painting, or Van Gough's Starry Night.
I ended up attempting Starry Night, and even though Jessie says it wasn't, it really was a disaster.
Hers looked, once again, just like the picture.
When I was about 3/4 of the way "finished" I decided it was too horrible for me to go on. I then pulled up Andy Warhol's Campbell's Soup Can and painted a version of that instead.
It's nothing good, but I like it, I had a lot of fun painting it.
And at least you can tell what it is.
Then at 6 my mom picked me up and took me home.

Today I was asked for the first time "What do you want for your Birthday?"
And let the repetitive questions begin with the frustrating replies of
"I. Don't. Know."
14 days tomorrow.

I love fresh bed sheets.

Up Against the Wall by Peter Bjorn and John