|portrait of a frog|
While my friends walk around with their hot chocolate laughing, I stand nervously at my post right on the front row. Whenever I walked away to check on my kids, I keep an eye my spot. I wish I could play it cool, but I can't. I get choked up at the first site of balloons, marching bands, and confetti. It lasts around 15 minutes before I can get it together. I love this parade. I will go every year I live here. I always tell people it's one of the rare things that lives up to my expectations.
|she understands me|
|Movember + free Groupon eyeglasses = Wild Nails|
|no make-up + 4 hours of sleep = NYC Taught Me|