Thursday, February 10, 2011

My Dad and I speak a different language....


 It's called... Julius Meinl.

Sigh... This little cafe is pure perfection... and every once in a blue moon when the Papasita is in town we have a little date at THE Meinl....

I'm blessed to have some pretty wise and amazing parents! My time with the Pops when he's in town is cherished... we talk about life, philosophy, how completely imperfect and yet FULLY loved we are... life is good when I spend time with my Pops... speaking "our language" (read: Julius Meinl cafe)... I always walk away feeling like all of life's little problems are solved...

Could be the fact that I've just spent a couple of hours sipping the most incredible cappuccino... or it could be the company....


On a side note.... the Hubs introduced me to "Breath Right" strips last night... at 2am... poor guy... think he was about to jump out the window because of the noise erupting from my little clogged up heart... that said... I'm newly obsessed!

These things are M-A-G-I-C... magic!
I'm contemplating wearing one to work tomorrow... for realz!

3 comments:

Elizabeth said...

You couldn't be more adorable... and love your Pops.

mylifeinapyramid.com said...

Oooh I've been there before... it's a really cute place with some delicious warm drinks :) Btw, miss you!

nicole said...

you could wear one on the plane, baby, cause your booty is gonna be in nyc tomorrow! wooohoo!